Free Sexual Healin': A BWWM Billionaire Romance by Sherie Keys Page B

pleasure. That's all she was. There was not supposed to be any emotion between them. Nothing but pleasure, fun, and laughter. No real emotion, no depth of feeling. No love. Just sex and a good time.
     
    Brandy felt down about it the rest of the day, but later that night when she had on her slinky little dress and they were out dancing, he could not keep his hands off her. So many times, she felt his fingers in between her thighs or through the low cut sides of her dress as he touched and played with her nipples, just for the briefest moments when no one was looking.
     
    Three times that night while they were out, he found a dark corner and pulled her into it, entering her from behind her as they secretly joined their bodies just out of sight of others passing them by.
     
    He made her breakfast and brought it to her in bed on Sunday morning. He kissed her and let her eat before he moved the trays and laid her back on the bed, thrusting himself into her anxiously, moving swift and hard in her and clenching his hands firmly on her body until they both came and he was weak with release.
     
    That afternoon, they headed back to his jet and she looked out of the window of the car with an unreadable expression.
     
    "What are you thinking about?" he asked curiously, watching her. "Did you have a nice weekend?"
     
    She turned to him, smiling and nodding. "I did have a nice weekend. It was one of the best I've ever had, just like you said. I loved it. Thank you so much,” she answered him. He pulled up to the plane and got out of the car, walking to her and taking her in his arms, his hand holding her close.
     
    "I had a great weekend, too. Thank you so much,” he told her, kissing her gently.
     
    "I love you." She looked up at him and he nodded a little, and then turned and walked up into the airplane.
     
    When they got back to New York, he was in the car with her looking more and more miserable.
     
    "I don't want to take you back, but magic moments have an end." His frown turned into a light smile. "Still, it was one of the best weekends ever.”
     
    She felt his sorrow and moved to him, sliding her legs over his lap, facing him as she leaned down to kiss him. "It's not over yet," she whispered as she lowered her hand to his crotch and pulled his pants open, stroking him until he was hard and panting, and then she slid him into her and rode him hard until they both came.
     
    She kissed him just as hard, and when it was done, she looked in his eyes and said once more, "I love you." Then she moved off him, and he watched her. The car pulled up to her home and he kissed her before she left, thanking her for the hot weekend, and then she was gone.
     
    He got back into the car and wondered as he was whisked home, how he was going to deal with her. She had told him countless times that she loved him. He had hired her to be his lover, not to fall in love with him. He was certain that this might lead to problems he had not counted on, and problems that he didn't need.
     
    When he got home, Veronica wasn't there, and he went straight to his room and to bed, exhausted and happy, and a little concerned for the development between him and Brandy.
     
    The next day at his office, he was sitting at his desk working when his secretary buzzed him, telling him he had a guest. He hadn't been expecting anyone, so he was surprised by it.
     
    The door opened and Candice walked in wearing a trench coat that was buttoned up. He looked at her in surprise.
     
    "Candice, what are you doing here? I didn't expect to see you on the island this weekend, but this is a big surprise. Is there something I can do for you?" he asked in confusion.
     
    Candice wasn't one of his friends. He knew her because she was a friend of Veronica's, but the two of them had only ever had casual conversations at social events, and neither one of them had ever really gotten to know one another.
     
    She smiled widely at him and walked around his desk to the side of his