Page 61 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

He has a virtual golf driving range, a gun range, a complete weight room, and a full Roman-style bath area.

As soon as we enter the bath, the water calls to me.

I slip out of my shoes and take my dress off.

Walking into the water, I realize it's a mineral spring.

I dance my fingertips on top of the waist-deep warmth.

I turn back to see his jacket off and him pulling at his bow tie.

I dip down and let the water splash over my tits while I enjoy the strip show.

Aurei's rock-hard body could definitely be the main attraction at any male revue club.

He unzips his pants and unbuttons his shirt, then pulls it out.

As he unbuttons the cuffs, I float on my back and let my tits surface.

He grins at me with that sideways grin as he lets the shirt fall to the floor.

Then he takes his shoes and socks off and pushes his pants down.

His cock is hard and needy again. I grin at him, then submerge myself.

Swimming to the other side underwater, I come up and say. "Ah, this is divine!"

"It melts the stress away." He says.

His voice is right in front of me. I wipe the water out of my eyes and see his wet hair dripping on his face.

He peers at me with one eye open and one closed, then he stands up and shakes the water from his hair.

He combs the excess water from his hair and wipes his face.

Looking up at him, I admire the view from this angle.

The size of his broad shoulders with his arms overhead like that only magnify his size, and his six-pack abs are really eight-pack perfection.

His tummy is totally flat between his "V. "

Damn, he is so fucking fine, and he is officially mine!

* * *

Aurei

* * *

I wipe the water off my face and clear my vision, then look down on Siri.

Her petite frame is floating just under the surface of the water while her big tits float on top.

Her blonde hair is dark and stuck tight to her head, making her eyes with the eyeliner, and heavy mascara look large on her small face.

Just as she reaches for my cock, I reach to cup her tits and drop down to my knees, keeping my hard-on safe from her hands.

She smirks, pushes away, and cocks her eyebrow at me, thinking I did it on purpose.

She drifts on her back, letting the water splash in her cleavage, then she starts a slow, rolling, lazy, barrel stroke, alternating one back stroke with one forward crawl, making her tits then her butt cheeks break the surface and tease me.

I growl, jump out of the water and dive towards her.

In three strokes, I've caught her, grabbed her foot before she can escape, and snatched her to me.

She floats into my arms, relaxed and at ease under the water.

I feel one hand cup my balls, and one seizes my cock as her hair drifts around her face.

Her cocky, smug expression makes me laugh out loud, and I lose my air, having to stand.

I bring her with me to the surface. I accuse her. "That's Mermaid trickery right there."

She throws her head back and laughs out loud too.

The sound echoes against the tile walls, and it's contagious.

I laugh again hard with her. The sound of our happiness fills my heart, and before I realize it, I'm carrying her to the sauna.

Cradling my naughty girl in my arms, I walk straight through.

On the other side, I stop and set her down. "Stand still with your arms out."

She rolls her eyes. "Bossy again, huh?" Then the dryers and heat lamps automatically come on, and grinning at me; she looks truly impressed. "Very nice!"

I wink at her. "Cuts down on the laundry bill."

She cracks up, and we laugh again. In less than two minutes, we are dry, except for her hair.

I swoop her up again and take her to the changing room.

"Blow dry your hair while I get our clothes.

I'll be right back." I kiss her puckered lips and return to the mineral spa.

The sound of my footsteps echo on the tile walls, and I realize how lonely my life has been without her.

It's only been a few weeks, but it feels like we've known each other our whole lives. I am truly a lucky man.

When I enter the dressing room, she is completely dry and wrapped in a white chenille robe. The tiny white rose buds and gold leaves are still in her hair. She looks angelic.

She gives me a sexy smile, and my cock leads the way to her.

* * *

Siri

* * *

Aurei carries me down the hall and stops at a set of heavy doors. "We're here." My hero hunk announces.

I tear my eyes away from his handsomeness and look at the doors where we stand. They have the bear image carved into them. Crucial! Wrapped around the handles is a big golden bow. "I see the bear mystic is a reoccurring theme. Growling Bear must be your Native American name."

"It's my spirit animal." He laughs as he gently sets me down, then bows and waves to the golden bow. "Mrs. Moore, your wedding gift."

I step forward and pull the sash. It falls open easily.

I look up at him, and he is smiling his big, beautiful smile.

I give him one back and tell him. "Mr. Moore, I want to thank you in advance for whatever is waiting for me beyond these doors.

I know it is not only an exquisite gift but thoughtful too.

Thank you." I stand on my tiptoes and peck his lips.

His sincere, sweet eyes tell me he approves of my assessment, and he pecks my lips. "You're welcome. Let's go enjoy it. I've been waiting for months!"

I shake my head. "You and your fucking secrets. I'm not going to wonder if there are anymore because I somehow know there always will be."

His grin affirms that truth. "Just look at it this way. There will never be a dull moment."

"That's for sure." I turn back to the door and step up to it, then push the latch down.

When it clicks, music instantly begins to play.

The song is "So Contagious" by Acceptance.

A grin spreads over my face, from ear to ear, and I look back at him to see his smug expression.

He is very pleased with himself. "I'm going to feel right at home in here.

" I strut into a large foyer area that resembles the smaller foyer at Bare's Room in Rome, but this room has full-size furniture.

It's more like a small living area with coffee tables and even a roll-top desk.

I twirl around. "What shall we call this place? "

"Bare's Den, of course." He grins as we take our robes off and hang them on the hooks.

"Of course."

He wiggles his fingers for my hand as we walk over to the interior door and I slip mine through his.

He cinches me to him as he pushes the door open.

I smile as we enter, confident that I will fucking love whatever is here, but I'm gobsmacked by what I see.

Completely overwhelmed! The area is gigantic huge! "Fucking WOW! Aurei! Wow!"

The decor is inspired by my Seary show. The floor is red and purple and has an inlaid glittering gold ribbon curving and flowing across it.

The four walls and ceiling are dark, smokey mirrors.

Several chandeliers give off low light. There are no windows.

I try to drop his hand, wanting to wander around and explore the dark shadows, but he holds on tight and pulls me to the center of the room. "Not yet, Kitten Thang."

As we approach, soft lights illuminate the main attraction—a custom giant bed. As we get closer, I realize the four posts are stripper poles, and they disappear into the ceiling. "Sweet Zeus! Nice!"

He lets go of my hand and crawls to the center of the bed. Flopping down on his back, he puts his arms over his head, cradles it, and crosses his legs, then says. "Now, Kitten Thang."

Without hesitation, I jump on the pole. As soon as my hands feel the coolness of the metal, strobe lights and drums boom the beat of a heart.

This man is fucking awesome! As I shimmy up for a view around the area, I hear him say, "Play, I'm your man, please," and Clark Beckham starts to sing "Your Man" to us.

I giggle when I look down on him. The sexy beast is tapping his toes to the music while he smiles up at me, letting the song inform me.

He's locked the door, the lights are dim, and he's been thinking about this for a long, long time.

We'll take our time and explore what he's had in mind.

He's my man! The words are perfect! I show him my appreciation for his song choice by putting on a show for him, letting my body dance my love for him. He sings the Ahs and the Ohs.

As I move around the pole, I take in the view too. There are multiple beds. A small twin size with a brass spindled headboard, a kingsize with an ornate, heavy headboard and footboard, a couple of four-poster beds, like in the Bear Cave, with curtains pulled shut.

At the end of the song, I slide down the pole and pounce, landing next to him. He wraps me in his arms and pulls me on top of him. I look down into his handsome face. "Sweet Zeus, Aurei. You have outdone yourself!"

He laughs a happy, low hum. "The moment I knew you were going to be mine, Wild Thang, I started working on this."

"Fucking wow! It's fucking heaven!"

* * *

Aurei

* * *

I stare up into her eyes, then flip her over, needing to make love to my wife. As I push her legs up and slide my cock into her silkiness, I whisper. "Remember when I promised you a trip to Heaven?" I thrust hard into her.

"Ah," escapes her lips.

I grind her clit.

"Umm," plays sexily in her throat.