Billionaire's Stripper novel Chapter 40

"Baby, don't stop right there."

She kept going, slurping and licking. Reaching for her hair, I attempted to pull away, but she wouldn't stop until I came in her mouth again.

She slid up on to my chest. "Was it ok?"

"Ok? Baby, it was great! You don't have to swallow."

"I want to. It was yummy. I'm going to take a shower then I will be ready for the spa. What time will you be back this afternoon?"

"2:30."

I ran my fingers through her hair. "I'll have your clothes moved to my room. Doesn't make since to have two rooms if we are sleeping together any ways."

She wiggled her nose.

"What?"

"Baby, you can't stay away from me. You said some things last night." I shook my head up and down.

I pulled her up into my arms as I positioned myself upright against the cream upholstered head board.

"I can't believe I got so drunk." She placed her hand over her face.

"Don't do that." I moved her hand away.

"I love looking at your beautiful face."

She blushed.

"Did you have fun at the club last night?"

"Hayden, it was perfect. I love being with you."

My fingers slipped through her hair again. My lips grazed her earlobe. "You begged me to make love to you last night. Shake your head if you remember."

Lydia shook her head. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest.

"When we make love, it will be special. I plan to take my time with you. I want you to know how much I care about your special moment. And selfishly, I want my future wife to always smile about our special time together."

Her fingers dug into my chest. "Hayden, that's sweet."

"I'm serious. I do. I will keep pleasing you like I did last night until our special day."

Lydia sat up sliding her pussy against my hard dick. "Are you going to make it?"

LYDIA

I rolled my eyes at Hayden, walking into the bathroom. Hayden walked into the bathroom a few minutes later. "Lydia."

I turned staring at him through the glass shower door. "I'm leaving for my meeting soon. When you return from your spa treatment all of your belongings will be in my room. The room key is on the dresser."

"Ok, thank you. I will see you this afternoon."

He nodded then left my room.

Last night, I was pissed. I'm not Hayden's fucking charity project. Rich men, don't realize sometimes how they make people feel who have less. Hayden walking into the pub being embarrassed in my presence made me feel somewhat sorry for him. The pub owner was bitter.

Sometimes women see a relationship between a man and woman one way when it isn't as it seems. A man says he will call you but doesn't call your right away. He actually calls you the next time he is in town. You then take sleeping with him to a new level. You believe he has feelings for you because he tells you the pussy is good. Men say that shit all the time because it does feel good to them. It doesn't mean a man loves you. Karena put me up on game in regards to how men view sex.

Natalie misunderstood her relationship with Hayden. He was fucking her every time he came in town, but that's all it was.

Hayden and I are a little different. Our connection was instantaneous. I was just a challenge to him. I didn't give him what he wanted right away. Again, I don't know what will happen once we have sex. Back to last night. Hayden boring his soul to me in the pub last night was sweet. I in turn took a step forward admitting I was falling in love with him. Yeah, I know I am in love with him, but I thought I told him enough at the time until the liquid courage took over. Now he knows I love him.

After leaving the club last night I wanted him to fuck the shit out of me. I wanted us to be close as we could be. Shit, the way this man makes me feel. He has seriously destroyed me for another. If our relationship didn't survive, I know he would be the love of my life.

It is a little daunting walking into a relationship with a playboy. One who has never been in love. Probably not the best combination. My hand flew over my mouth. I agreed to marry Hayden Gaster. We are both not in our right head space. A stripper shouldn't agree to marry a Billionaire. I can destroy his image and he could loss control of his family's company. I slid down the wall, falling on the floor. What the fuck am I doing? I can't let him destroy what he has built. He is supposed to move to L.A. What should I do? Do I forfeit love? I think I have to. I don't want to live without Hayden. My heart is beating a million miles a minute.