Page 1 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

CHAPTER ONE

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Siri

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I wake the next morning to the sound of water running in the shower and the smell of freshly brewed coffee. I smile, stretching, feeling only a slight soreness between my legs.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

I pull the covers over my head and giggle. "He truly is my Fucking Golden God!"

Pushing the covers down, I realize how bright the sun is. I grab my iPhone off the nightstand, wondering what time it is.

Wow! It's 9 o'clock! I slept like a baby. Aurei's baby! I can't believe it! Last night was incredible!

I throw the covers back over my head, smiling so big my cheeks hurt.

I'm going to change his contact name right now!

Sliding the bar to unlock it, it opens on the messages menu. There is an unsent message typed.

Naked is perfect.

Oh yes, it was! Haha! I have Aurei's phone. I mischievously giggle under the covers and find my contact information. He has me listed correctly as Siri Wright.

I change it.

First name: THE girl.

Last name: of My Dreams.

Company: Both wet and dry.

He'll like that. I hit done.

Throwing off the covers, I grab my phone and change his contact information.

First name: My FUCKING.

Last name: Golden GOD.

Company: Anyplace, any time, Mr. Sexy wants.

I hit done and put them both back.

And My Golden God is now in MY shower!

Slowly easing the bathroom door open, I peek in to see him under the water, so I sneak in.

He's washing his hair and face, and I admire his perfection from the top and work my way down, taking my time, enjoying the full view.

His head sits on a muscular, athletic neck, and his broad shoulders are heavy with bulging mounds of muscles that arch down to a narrow trim waist that sits over a tight, full, defined ass.

Yes! It is the perfect fucking muscle.

His straight legs have muscular thighs, but not bulging. His calves are not overly developed either. Adequate, which means he runs regularly. His feet have a good strong arch. Lord, even they are perfect.

My eyes slowly travel back up his perfection, and I smile as soap runs down into the crack of his ass, framing his beautiful butt cheeks.

A deep sigh of satisfaction slips out as the memory of last night's perfect pounding from that awesome ass as he thrusts his perfect penis into my passionate pussy replays until he spins around and begins to wash his ears.

His eyes are shut tight against the soap, and my eyes feast on the front.

More perfection. I know I will never tire of looking at him. He is an Adonis if ever there was one.

He blows air out of his mouth as the water runs down his face, and I laugh as he takes a mouth full, swishes it, then spits it out, nearly hitting the back wall.

Then he spins around, leans through the stream, letting the water run down his back, and rests his head against his arm on the wall, enjoying the hot massage the showerhead offers.

There's an idea—a soap massage.

Not wanting morning breath, I quickly run my toothbrush over my teeth. When I open the shower door, he is still in the same position, so I hurry in.

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Aurei

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I hang my head. The hot water beats my tired muscles, and I wonder again how in the hell I am going to tell Siri the truth and not lose her.

How will I introduce her to the billionaire without it changing her?

It changes everyone. But she's such a unique person, I reason with myself.

She's nothing like other women. She's successful in her own right.

Wealthy too. If we can make this work, we will be unstoppable together.

A blast of cold air jolts all thoughts from my mind. Instantly, I spin around to protect myself from the threat. My hand latches onto the intruder's throat as I ram them against the wall while my fist rears back to plummet them into nothingness.

But a squeal penetrates my PTSD as my eyes absorb the panicked expression Siri is wearing. My instinct pauses as her hands claw at my strangling grip. Then she's wiggling, trying to flee.

Horrified, I realize what I have done and what I almost did. Instantly, I'm sorry, and I release her.

Immediately, she stops fighting me.

I stare at her for what feels more like a minute rather than a moment while time catches up. Then I pull her into my embrace. "I'm sorry, Sweet Thang. I'm so sorry." I squeeze her tight to me.

She shakes uncontrollably while I hold her. Both of us need to connect our bodies to sync our souls. Then she whispers, "Fuck, Aurei! I thought I was dead. The look on your face!"

I stroke her hair to calm her. "It's not a good idea to startle me. Not until I'm used to having you around all the time."

"Is this a dark secret?"

"Yes, it is." I lean away. "I would never strike you without permission." My eyes quickly access her body to ensure she's alright. She slams her eyes closed, and her face blushes. Then she buries her face back against my chest, pulling me tight to her.

Her words muffled, "Oh my God! I pissed myself."

I can't help chuckling. I know she's mortified, but her confession is just so … honest and damn refreshing! I continue to stroke her hair and apologize. "I'm sorry, baby."

An embarrassed laugh follows her confession. "You literally scared the pee out of me."

Kissing her head, I offer, "The least I can do is wash it off." Then I back up, pulling her with me under the water. When she is wet and relaxed, I turn the shower off and pick up the bottle of body wash.

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Siri

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He squirts a huge handful of body wash, then he sets it back down and lathers my back, then down to my ass, cupping and massaging my butt cheeks.

His hands are gentle and firm, like his lips when they kiss me. Then he turns me around, leans my back against him, and starts at my throat. He bathes each arm down to my fingers, cinching his with mine.

I love how that makes me feel! Connected!

Then working his way back up, he massages my arms. I moan, and he whispers. "I love how strong you are."

At my armpits, he washes and then tickles me, chuckling when I squirm. "So, you are ticklish. That's valuable intel."

I chuckle, too, remembering his ear was ticklish as well. Then I moan again as he runs his hands down the sides of my waist around to the front of my tummy. He massages my abs with a deep, slow stroke.

Fuck! That's wonderful!

I slide my fingers over his, threading them, and roll my hips with his rhythm.

Our bodies slide against each other, slippery and sexy.

I arch my back and lay my head on him, pushing my big ass around his erection.

It slides easily between my cheeks, and I squeeze them together, capturing it.

Then I flex and release with a slight roll of my hips and massage him.

"Oh damn!" I hear in my ear.

He squeezes his fingers together, ensuring mine stay entwined, then he slides them up to my breasts, where we massage them, matching my rhythm. The feeling of sharing our seduction this way is indescribable.

It's like he and I are one.

When our fingers slide over my nipples, he puts the tip between his and mine, and he pinches it.

It pops out with the soap and sends a shooting sensation through my torso and out of my clit.

I jerk, then quiver against his cock, making us both moan.

Rolling my hips now, I grind my entire backside against him while we tease my nipples.

Fuck, that feels fine.

My breath begins to hitch with my excitement, and he slides one of our hands down to wash away the remnants of my virginity.

He is careful to control where our fingers slide.

I focus on stroking his cock, while enjoying the feeling of our fingers building a nice thick lather.

Then he slips over my clit and pinches it between our fingers.

The exquisite sensation makes me convulse into an immediate orgasm.

My knees buckle, and my head drops forward with the first spasm.

I collapse against his arm, and he holds me tight to his chest until I'm finished.

I hear his throat moan with satisfaction when I lean my head back against him.

He lets my fingers go and strokes me with his thumbs thinking I need to rest, but I spin around and slide one hand over his butt cheek and the other one around his cock.

Pushing my thumb down the front of his shaft, I slip my fingers into his butt crack, grab his ass cheek and pull it.

Then my fingers work him into a nice thick lather until he pushes me away.

My breath is as heavy and deep as his. He steps forward to pin me against the wall, then leans down to kiss me, but when our eyes connect, he looks surprised.

"Damn, your eyes …. They are wild!" He smiles a sexy smile and tells me.

"Hold on, Wild Thang. I'm not finished bathing you.

" He squats down and runs his hands up and down both legs.

I shut my fists tight and focus on the view of his gorgeousness kneeling before me. My passion is pounding in my ears; my skin tingling from his touch; my pussy aching to be fucked; I fight a battle inside myself.

"I'm almost done." His voice is soft but commanding. "Breathe, Baby."

I inhale and exhale deeply, trying to relax.

As he rises, his golden hand, covered in rich, white lather, reaches up and pushes a strand of wet hair off my face. "Look at me."

I lift my eyes to his, and his intensity quiets my wildness. What I see leaves no doubt that he knows how to satisfy the hunger inside me and fully intends to give me the fucking I need and want.

I feel like purring, but I sigh. Competence is a beautiful thing!

He studies my eyes and smiles. "Outstanding. Very good." He pulls me to his chest, turns the water on, and moves us under it. The cold water runs down his back and splashes off his shoulders into my eyes.