Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Oh god,” I moan. “Oh god, oh god, oh god.”
James merely grins, his blue eyes glinting in the darkness.
“Like I said, baby girl, God can’t help you now. Only I can.”
With that, pure sensation explodes through my veins as I come hard on the dance floor. My knees buckle as my womanhood convulses violently, but fortunately, James is there to hold me up, crooning in my ear the entire time.
“That’s my good girl,” he whispers as I grip his shoulders, trying to fight off another orgasm. “Let go and let yourself feel.”
A second massive climax tears through me, and I’m literally crying this time with sheer ecstasy. This man always makes me feel so good, so how can I leave him? How can I continue this agonizing dance of pleasure and pain, knowing that our relationship has a set end point? Suddenly, in my heart of hearts, I realize that it’s already too late for me. I’ve fallen in love with James Montgomery, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
8
Simona
* * *
Three months later.
I’m not sure how I’m still living with the handsome billionaire because our original contract ended, but James said nothing about it. Instead, I continued staying with him, and he continued depositing vast sums of money into my bank account too. In fact, I probably have enough now to buy a small house now and yet he hasn’t uttered a word about terminating our relationship. It makes me hopeful. Maybe he sees me as more than a woman of the night? Maybe he sees me as someone he could have a real relationship with?
But he’s still giving you money, the voice in my head whispers. What man pays a girlfriend? He knows you’re a professional, so don’t get ahead of yourself, Simona.
Yet, it’s hard not to get carried away because my lover treats me like a woman he genuinely cares about. The handsome billionaire spoils me with gifts of clothes and extravagant jewelry. He makes me feel like a princess, drawing bubble baths for me on the weekends and even helping me wash my hair.
It really feels like I’m living out a fairytale, and I’m glad I said yes to our original contract. When I agreed to move in with James, I foolishly thought that meant engaging in a non-stop 24/7 sex fest, and of course, we did that. But it’s become intimate and deep too. Sometimes we don’t even talk. James works on his laptop while I read, and it’s peaceful and soothing.
Meanwhile, our lives have also fallen into a nice rhythm. James goes to work in the morning, kissing me goodbye as I smile sleepily from bed. Then, once he’s gone, I get up for a lazy breakfast and maybe a workout. I’ve taken to using his private gym, although I admit – my sessions with him at night are far more strenuous than anything I do at home alone.
Then, after a leisurely shower and maybe some lunch, I turn to the main part of my day, which is illustrating my children’s book. James is actually financing the publication of Jemima’s Dinner, and he’s hired a PR expert and a website designer, in addition to putting me in touch with an agent who specializes in children’s books. It definitely pays to have a powerful man in your corner because I feel like things are finally coming together. My dreams are materializing before my eyes, and I’m so happy and excited.
But of course, I have to reward the billionaire for his generosity. After my man comes home from work, we eat dinner together (usually something that I’ve whipped up), before heading for the sack for some no-holds-barred fun. Sometimes we get started as early as six or seven p.m. because that’s how much we enjoy each other’s bodies. Needless to say, we’re filthy together in bed and he’s introduced me to a number of toys like plugs, clamps, and chains. In other words, the works.
But today, excitement has me practically bouncing in my shoes. James’s brother Luke has invited us to a picnic in the park with his family. It’s hard for me not read into this, but surely, this has to mean something, right? James is stepping out in public with me and not only that, but he’s introducing me to people close to him.
The cynical part of me is scared out of my mind at the implications, but at the same time, I’m internally jumping with joy. Maybe this isn’t just a transaction to the billionaire. Maybe James wants to keep me, and I won’t be thrown out after our association runs its course.
With especial care, I select a royal blue sundress, comfy white sandals, and a large sunhat. Then, I arrange my curls so that they fall prettily over one shoulder and slowly assess my appearance. I’m definitely attractive, but in a natural, not-too-made-up way. Good, because I want to impress James’s brother.