THE BILLIONAIRE'S FOREVER DESIRE

HOLIDAY OVER

***AUTHORESS POV***

It's been two weeks since Athina, the owner of Pepper Eatery went off to Dubai, for a break.

She had wanted to clear her mind from work, after all as a female, it isn't easy being the Chairman of a well renowned eatery, as the case maybe or rather, chairwoman.

And that two weeks, elapses today, sulking over the fact that she has to come back and take up her responsibilities.

She loves her job, but seems like she hasn't gotten someone so competent to run it smoothly, apart from the fact that her personal assistant is doing her very best.

She knows handling the job of both personal assistant and CEO, could be so tiresome, as disheartening as it may be, she can't put the poor girl into so much stress.

****ATHINAS' POV***

The blaring sound of my alarm, which is so high pitched woke me up from my slumberous state. I looked up to my mirror, just to find out that my saliva was drizzling down my mouth to my cheek.

I was oblivious to the male body laying next to me, I was about pulling the bedsheet from my body, when I noticed a solid male snoring quietly.

I remembered, yes, that's the stripper, or will rather say the call boy from last night.

Damn!!!, I was mad that he was still around, none of the men I sleep with, forgets to leave my house before I am up.

I tugged at him roughly, he wasn't moving, too heavy for me, guess I know what to do.

I brought the alarm clock, and set it back to 8am, whereas the time was 7:58am, I had in mind that when it starts ringing am going to put it on top of his ear, since he was laying by his side.

Perfect plan, I waited, once it was 8am, the alarm took off with it's blaring sound, it was on his ear though.

He woke up with a startled surprise, I mean who won't, when I am awake it's so disturbing, I wondered how it would have been for him that was sleeping.

He woke up with a hard on, the first place he looked at was under the bedsheet that was covering him, after looking under the bedsheet, he came up to look at my face.

"Hey what's that, look into my face, I am going to have my shower and when am back, I don't want to see you on this fucking bed", he didn't budge from the bed.

I turned front, headed to the bathroom, with a sideways glance, I checked to see if he had stood up already, he wasn't standing up.

I rapidly turned back to shout at him, only to see him on his feet, wait!!!, he was pointing at his penis.

"What's that for, mister, I gave an order and I expect it to be done..."

"Shhhh!!, Madam, this is not your office or place of work, where you order people around, let's go back to the bed and finish this", he said stroking his penis.

I thought he was just joking, no, he was damn serious, I was going to ignore him.

I started walking towards the bathroom when he held my hands, he lifted me up and swung me over his shoulders.

I kept yelling at him," keep me down you motherfucker, what are you trying to do, do you want to fucking rape me?, Am definitely going to call the cops on you", I said.

With a loud thud, he dropped me on the bed, licked his lips, and grinned evily.

"Why do all men like taking me hard, even without my permission, gawd please don't tell me am about to get raped", I thought.

He dragged my legs apart, chuckled harshly and tried nudging my thighs apart.

Now this is rape, I thought he was all joking, maybe something to make me scared, or trying to prank me.

Yesterday night we had met in the club, we were flirting with each other, at a point he had said something about him going to rape me.

I had laughed it off, I felt he only said that, due to the fact that he had drunk himself to stupor.

Now it came hitting down on me, that rather he wasn't the person drunk but me.

"I have to escape", I thought. I remembered the flower vase on the table, yes, I am definitely going to use it, even if it implies, I kill him.

He wasn't even interested in what I was doing he was only interested in getting into me.

I took the flower vase which was on the table close to the bed, I was about raising it to his head, when his head sprang up.

He noticed what I was about doing, he snatched it from my hands and opted to throw it far away from the bed.

My instincts took over, I used my knee to hit him on his crotch, he fell off from the bed immediately.

I thought that was enough until I saw him trying to stand up, he looked at me and back to the flower vase.

My mind quickly interpreted his message, I was determined on reaching the flower vase before him.

I ran immediately to the flower vase before he got there, I aimed at his shoulders, I knew if I should aim for his head, he definitely won't survive it.

I grabbed it, turned my back and threw it right at him.

I smiled smugly,"oh my!!", I exclaimed. The fall wasn't on his shoulders rather at his forehead, I quickly dialed the hotel number. With just a dial, they picked up.

"Emergency please, room 432, someone is trying to rape me", I called, knowing if i don't tell them before they find out, they would label me a murderer.

It wasn't up to 10minutes, I saw the hotel emergency workers saunter themselves into my room.

"Madam, please what happened here", they asked in their rich and deep Dubai accent.

"We slept over last night, I woke up this morning to find him taking in some enhancers, I didn't say anything.

I was about going in to bath, as my flight takes off today, when this man dragged me over to the bed, and tried forcing himself on me.

I tried pleading with him to stop, but it seemed like the enhancer had gotten the best of him.

There was nothing I could do to stop him, I was trying to stop him, but he didn't even consider me.

He had threatened me, that if I keep shouting and making noise, he's going to kill me.

I had chosen life first, but after some seconds, I remembered the impact of how this was going to affect me, both psychologically and emotionally.

I was left with no options other than to use the flower vase on him, though I had never planned on using the vase on his head, I had aimed for his shoulders", I said.

"Nevermind madam, it wasn't your fault, whereas, we see incidents like this occur, almost every month, and it was just your instincts that took over", one of the emergency managers said.

A surge of relief passed through me, that they believed all I said without a single doubt. It's not like I lied, at least just ten percent of what I said were lies.

They carried him off to God knows where, I just hurriedly took my bath.

"I get to start going, my flight would take off in the next four hours", I mumbled to myself.

"Oops am damn late, two hours more, and I don't know how long it would take the Uber to reach the airport", I muttered to myself.

I went down the stairs with one of the hoteliers carrying my luggages, I checked out from the hotel with clean hands.

I went out of the hotel, "ohhh right on time", the Uber I had ordered was there already, there was no need for any explanations.

He knows where I am going to, to the airport, yeah.

MÀDMÔÎSÊLLÉ

***ATHINAS'POV***

We were done with the check in and every other thing, I sat down, I turned in my wifi, only for me to see troops of messages coming in, not only from my social account but from my mails.

I haven't even reached home and they want to bombard me with messages.

I opened the first email, it was from my personal assistant who is also my best friend saying, "ma please, you said you would be coming back today, that was what I told the pasta company that wanted us to advertise their product, a payment have been done in advance and they are...", I just angrily turned off my phone.

"I can't rest for once, complains from everwhere", I thought.

I was in thoughts when someone tapped me, drawing me out from my world of thoughts.

"Excuse me!!, What do you want?", I asked. It was a huge guy, "he's handsome though", I thought.

"You don't sit there, asking me what I want, it's not like you own the plane, am the person sitting right next to you", he said.

That was when I remembered that actually, someone is meant to sit next to me.

"By the way, my name is Colton from Los Angeles, but am heading to Greece, I have a very important meeting there", he said, while taking his sit next to me.

All through the way, we engaged in chit-chats, we exchanged social media usernames, and also emails.

We finally reached Greece, a long flight though.

I called my driver to ask of his whereabout," where are you, I called you earlier on and told you to wait for me, now it's the other way round, I am doing the waiting, what is your problem?", I was furious that I had to wait for him for about twenty-three minutes.

I was still in rage when the guy from the plane, came over,"calm down miss he's gonna be here anytime soon", he chided.

"By the way, you're creating a whole lot of scene, and causing stares and attentions from people, if you don't mind, I would plead that you lower your voice", I just looked up and nodded.

"Man, this guy is smoky hot, damnn!!, With smoldering green eyes, and mehnn, his hands are creating tingles in me", I thought still staring at him.

"Excuse me miss, are you there, it's everything okay", those were the words that snapped me out of my trance.

"So-so sorry, it was ju-ju-just...", I was short of words.

"I do understand, look around, or still, give your driver a call to check if he has arrived", he said.

"Why are you doing all these, like why are you trying to help me out, it's not like am in a pretty bad situation huhhh", I said still trying to act bossy.

He chuckled lightly, while checking me out,"mádmòisêllè, it's not everytime someone gets to see a pretty and thick lady like you", he replied while he took my hands in his and brought it to his lips and gave it a lingering kiss.

"Damnnnn, that went straight to my panties", I thought.

I quickly pulled my hands off and gave him a threatening glare.

"What was that for, listen mister man, you don't go around flirting with every lady you see", I said taking a compelling stance.

He came closer to me, he was towering over me, with about 185cm, or more, I think so.

I felt so petite, due to how tall he is, but I didn't want him to think I waa afraid of him, he came close, I went closer.

Since he thinks it's a game, let's play it, he bent down, my heart kept racing in my chest, don't tell me he's about to kiss me.

The words came flying out of my mouth, "please not here, people would stare, it's a crowd please!!", He looked up at my face, I saw him quirk his brows upward.

His lips brushed my earlobe before he said", mádmòísêllè, what do you think I want to do, so horny huhh", he bursted out laughing.

I was furious that he took my response for play and used my words against me, but fuck, I thought he was going to kiss me.

My hands came up, it itches to slap him, as I was about to smack him hard on his left cheek he brought my hand to an abrupt stop and held it in place.

"Cheesy, I know you don't want to do that", he brought my hands to the stubble on his jaw, and used the back of my palm to rub on it.

He used the stubble on his jaw to rub against my palm, and oh God, it caused lingering effects on it.

I almost moaned, I tried suppressing the moan from coming out of my mouth, I bit my upper lips,"ohh màdmòîsêllè, so responding and tantalizing", out of it, I snapped my hands out, when I heard the familiar voice of my driver.

"Madam, I am so sorry for coming late, hope you had a nice trip?", I didn't answer him, I just started walking up to my car.

I reached the car and was about opening it when that familiar hand best me to it.

"Màdmôísêllè", he said with one hand on his chest and the other on the door handle of my car, like he was prostrating before me.

I just ignored him and entered the car, the next thing I saw was when he entered through the other side of the car.

I was speechless, I didn't know if I should be bothered by the fact that he is invading my peace and also my privacy, or if I should be awed by the fact that he's trying to drive me nuts by his overbearing presence.

I didn't say anything, I just kept calm and looked straight, with heads straight and shoulders up.

"Màdmôîsêllé, you don't have to be too hard on yourself, it's not like you're in an official meeting, or you're speaking with the a billionaire tycoon and you have to act all serious with him, it's me Colton.

Yes, it's me Colton, the guy you had actually enjoyed flirting with, and the same guy, you had pleaded with to kiss you, not just to kiss you,but to kiss you in front of a whole lot of people", he said while giving me a wide grin.

I would be so mad if I don't say that this gentleman sitting next to me is ruthlessly handsome, with all the masculine features, I could see how muscular his legs were, like though he has been working in the wrestling tournament.

So much to do, for someone to keep in shape, I licked my lower lips and turned my head to look at him.

All the while, I never knew he had been gawking at me, ohhh not me,but my legs.

I looked down only to see that the slit of my gown, was resting too close to my thighs, I slightly raised myself up, to pull the dress down, his hands stopped me.

"Ohhhhh no, màdmôíséllè, you don't have to do that", he said as he raised his other hand and rested it on his forehead lazily.

At that point, I swore inwardly that I have never heard the word, "màdmóíséllë", spoken with such sensuality.

I removed his hands from my legs immediately, he snapped his eyes open.

I licked my lips, prepared for the worst", don't do that again",he warned.

"Don't do wh-wh-what?", I asked. His eyes went to my lips, and the hunger to lick my lips came knocking at me.

I gave in to the need, I licked it again, though innocently.

In a swift move, his lips came crashing hard on mine.

MY HUNGER FOR HIM

****COLTON'S POV****

I don't know if she was trying to play innocent with me, like though she doesn't know the effect of what she was doing to me.

I had badly held on to my last control, I warned her not to do that but, she just had to lick her lips again, so sensual.

My last control snapped from it's barrier.

I placed my hands at the back of her neck, and urged her forward to my kiss, damn since I saw her in the aeroplane I had been wanting to kiss her.

As I brought her lips close to mine, she tried resisting, I licked on her lips, and suckled on it, I left her lips which made a loud plop sound.

She brought her teeth together, making it hard for me to gain entrance to her tongue.

I started slowly, kissing her slowly and coaxing her to respond to me, she didn't even try to show that I was really doing a good job.

I coaxed her mouth, I bit down hard on her lower lips, she gasped from the pain, that gave me entrance to her mouth, with that I plunged my tongue into her mouth.

I pushed past her teeth and delved in kissing her deeply, the force of the kiss pushing her head back for greater access.

I could feel her resistance melting away, and she was gradually melting into my touch.

Damnnnnn!, She felt so full in my hands.

****ATHINAS'POV****

Gawdd, my head is feeling so mushed up, and I could feel my wet core contracting from his kiss. Just a mere kiss.

I couldn't even remember what I wanted to say before his lips came crashing on mine, this feeling is so sizzling.

I didn't know what I was thinking a moment ago, or even what I had planned on how I was going to ignore him.

"This man is a good kisser", I thought, a harsh growl tore from his mouth.

"If you're thinking of anything, that means am not doing a good job", he said inaudibly with his tongue still in my mouth.

A soft moan came out of my throat, I couldn't believe I actually moaned, damn I ain't supposed to moan, am actually giving him a heads up, that he's really doing a good job.

Damn me, he's really doing a healthy job at that.

He slid his tongue into my mouth, mating with it. At that time I wondered how it would feel when his tongue is in my damn wet core.

I did feel my pant getting soaked up by my fluid.

He kept kissing me rhythmically, mimicking the rhythm of love making as old as time.

I brought my trembling hands around his neck, damn, I couldn't get enough of him, I wanted more.

You can call me greedy, but, I want him, am definitely gonna get him, I wanted his hard length rubbing against me.

Even though I won't feel him through physically, I wanted only just the rubbing contact.

I circled my trembling hands around his neck, I did that in an effort to support myself while he kissed my mouth, with such fervor and intensity.

His kiss was like that of an Alpha marking his mate, like he owns me, and damn, I really don't care, I just wanted more of him.

I shivered from my thoughts, and moaned into his mouth.

I wanted physical contact, I felt like I would explode in circles if I don't do that.

I brought my hands to the front of his shirt, his button had been opened to his navel button.

I forced my mouth away from his, I opened the buttons to the last one.

I didn't dare look at him, I felt he would give me mocking face, gawd such hairy chest, I brought my hands to his chest and rubbed on it.

I heard him inhale sharply, I too dragged lots of breath into my lungs, I couldn't believe that I had the guts to touch this stranger.

He brought his lips back to my mouth, my hands roamed his body, I was oblivious to any other thing except from his kiss, his smoldering kiss, the kiss that threatened to sweep me off my seat.

I pushed my questing hands to his nipples, I tugged on it, he drew in a tagged breath.

He stopped immediately, "màdmóísèllê, if you would let me, I don't want to embarrass myself by climaxing when I am not even started with you.

Take it easy màdmòíséllé, we still have a long night", he said as he smirked.

That was a smirk of victory of me, but my bashful self didn't let me read more meaning into his words.

I could hear the quickness of my breathing and feel the slam of my pulse as I waited for Colton to kiss me again.

"Damn, what is he waiting for?", I thought. The moment seemed to spin forever, my legs trembled.

I could feel his intense stare on my trembling hands. I in turn looked down to his hidden crotch, damn it looked so thick and enormous, I could outline the shape and size of his phallus.

He carried me up and strode me on his legs, that was mind-blowing. I felt his crotch pulsating near my vagina.

There was a time for me to regret my impulse, I wavered on the verge of panic.

He took my mouth in his, deftly, demandingly, with no hesitation or gentleness, I felt my knees weaken with relief and swamped by fierce desire.

I knew from the first second that I was way out of depth, I have been kissed before, but, God help me, never have I been kissed so thoroughly.

She started grinding her hips on his, "Dior, mádmòîséllê, so exquisite".

His hands went to the opening on my dress, his hand firstly cupped my breast, the warmth of his palm seared me.

Suddenly the sensible winter wool of my gown seemed as flimsy as mushlin and as insubstantial in it's protection.

His thumb grazed my nipples, it puckered immediately and came alive in all it's glory in his hands, I moaned beneath his lips as cool shivers of desire set me shaking.

His fingers continued the torment on my breast, I was trapped between his legs, I was unable to escape this sweet torture, this blatant and blowing torture.

I couldn't escape the delicious stroke of his palm against the curve of my breast and the rub of his fingers over my nipples.

My body tingled from that point of contact, begging for release from something so torturing and yet knew with the deepest of instincts that i needed.

With head back, I writhed against his brief, his penis was slightly in contact with mine.

I went for his belts and unbuckled them, I raised myself up, so I could slip it down to his knee.

With his trouser off, I started grinding on his hard lenght slowly at first, trying to memorize the feel of his masculine length.

I couldn't condone it anymore, I started grinding on him fastly.

I writhed on him, my fingers pressed hard against his shoulders, small cries of need and frustration forced from me.

""Hush màdmòîséllè...", His voice was low and harsh yet filled with an undertone of amusement and mockery.

The roughness of his stubble brushed the smoothness of my skin and made me squirm.

""Hush, ma'am, I am so certained that you wouldn't wish your driver to know if what you're doing in the back of your car, he won't look at.....", He paused.

""My mind wasn't in what he was saying, I was only bent on getting my pleasure, it's not like the driver didn't know my hideous activities, after all he is my driver.""

That was what I thought though, but I couldn't bear anyone seeing my vulnerable situation, the thought of someone seeing me made me feel weak yet somehow excited almost beyond bearing.

I gave a small whimper of supplication and he laughed, "so the idea pleases you?", "No" I drawled lazily.

He jerked his waist upwards to meet mine, together we kept grinding ourselves with our clothes on, trying to satisfy our wants for each other.

A loud sob tore from her mouth, as she came, she kept squirting on him, wetting his brief.