Page 6 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

"It turned out to be. We sell a ton of merchandise. People want a piece of memorabilia, and it's so innocent they can take it anywhere."

"What kind of items do you sell?"

"We have pics and posters of me in various positions on the pole, which Surreal autographed. We also sell t-shirts, glasses, cups, beer mugs, magnets, just about anything you can put a simple Blue Heart on."

He laughs. "Like my coffee cup this morning."

"Yep."

"I'm impressed!" He looks in the side mirror, puts on the left blinker, and enters the turn lane at a red light. We sit there in silence as he maneuvers in the traffic. "So, I guess this means you are rich?"

"Yes."

"How rich?"

"Almost filthy rich." I watch his reaction, but his face doesn't change. Most men would either become VERY romantic now, or they would become intimidated. No reaction. That's interesting.

"That's cool. Can I have an autographed poster and a t-shirt?"

"Yes." I laugh. "You can have both and your very own coffee mug."

"Can I have a private lap dance and private pole dance?"

"Affirmative." I wink at him. "You can have everything, any time you want."

"I like that deal." He pulls into the turn lane of a mini-storage facility. "We have to make a stop here before we head out."

We drive down to a four-stall building in the back. He gets out and walks in front of the truck. He opens my door. "I know you want to see what's inside. Come on and look."

I follow him, teasing. "I do. What treasures of Aurelius Moore, my Fucking Golden God, lie hidden in the depths of the mini storage unit?"

When he rolls the big door up, I gasp. Wow!

Look at all the goodies. All the big boy toys!

Inside is wall to wall, neat, clean, and organized …

everything. From a Skeeter FX bass boat with a Yamaha 250 motor and all the latest electronics to water skis and kneeboards, to every tool you can think of with sawhorses, ladders, and huge toolboxes lining the walls, plus hanging from the ceiling is a unicycle, a couple of bicycles, fishing rods and a saddle.

I'm flabbergasted. "WOW! This is incredible!

I feel like I walked into a page of an 'eye spy' book. "

He grins at me as he takes the saddle down. "I've got a few fun secrets." He picks up a cowboy hat hanging by the door and dons it on his way back out.

"I'll say!" I follow him back to the truck.

My beautiful Golden God looks as good as a cowboy as he does a flyboy and the thunderous Son of Thor. There aren't a lot of men who can pull those looks off and be believable doing it. He's a fucking fine feast!

He throws the saddle over the tailgate and comes around to open the door for me.

We stop at the exit waiting to pull on the road.

I stare straight ahead as my mind catalogs everything I saw in the unit and what that says about who he is and what he likes to do.

He turns to look at me, and I automatically respond, turning to face him.

His expression is expectant, which makes me smile, and I reach to take his arm in my hand.

He smiles when I squeeze his bicep. It is so nice!

I look up at him again, and he has the same expression.

Then it dawns on me. Oh! Co-pilot duties!

I turn to look at the traffic. "Clear right. "

He pulls on the highway and heads south out of town. "Ok, let's hear about the cock and tail sex party."

I squeeze his arm. "What about it?"

"I want to know what happened."

"I took control, and everyone left happy."

He frowns. "I want to know how you took control and made everyone happy."

"Why?"

"Because I'm curious to know the ins and outs of what my girl does in a more intimate setting than the club at Been Jammin'."

"Oh." I grin at my girl, then frown with a smirk. "Exactly how much of the ins and outs do you want to know? How much detail?"

"I know what exotic entertainment is, and I know it is graphic."

"So you want graphic?"

"I want the simple truth. Don't sugarcoat it, but don't hold back either. I want it straight line, not curved."

I raise my eyebrows. "You'll be shocked."

He laughs. "Shocked? I doubt it. I get what you do."

"I'll bet money on it," I tell him confidently. "Shock and awe is my specialty."

He raises his eyebrows. "I'll take that bet, but I would rather wager something more fun."

"I do like the way you think! What?"

"How about if I win, you go on a date of my choosing, and if you win, I go on a date of your choosing."

"Deal! What is your date choice?"

"Bass fishing and you have to take your own fish off the hook."

"Eew!" I squeal, teasing him.

He chuckles. "What's your choice?"

"If I win, you will go with me to a Karaoke bar, and you have to sing a song."

"Ah, shit! Not karaoke! Anything but that!"

I giggle. "Oh yeah, that!"

"Deal, but only because I'm confident I'm going to win. It takes a lot to shock me."

I peck his shoulder. "Sealed with a kiss."

He chuckles, leans over, and puckers up. "Lips, Wild Thang!"

I lean between him and the steering wheel, pucker up and give him a quick peck on his soft, moist, deliciousness. The warmth goes straight from his lips to my heart.

His arm pulls me into his lap, and he says. "Let me set the cruise control, and you can stay right here."

"Mmm. You smell good." I inhale deeply.

He positions me so he can hold me with one hand and steer with the other. "OK. What happened last night?"

"Before I get into the ins and outs, you must understand one thing about me. Rule #1, no touching, is a hard limit. I'm always in control, or I don't perform. Last night was no different. I could have left the cocktail party, but I chose to stay."

"Really?" He sounds surprised.

"Absofuckinglutely. Once I knew they had a stripper pole, I knew I could take charge of the situation and turn a negative into a positive."

He gives me a sexy grin and looks down at me, then he checks the mirrors and concentrates on the road.

His profile from this angle is just as attractive.

I trace his jawline with my finger, and the soft scruff tickles.

"I will tell you what I did, but not who I did it with.

Best I can offer." He nods. "So not only did TD not tell me, he didn't tell the Swingers either.

When I walked in with him, there was instant tension. "

"What a prick!"

"Yep. A selfish prick for sure, but I made him pay.

" I trace a heart on his chest. "After the introductions, we went into the courtyard for social foreplay, which consists of drinking, dancing, and flirting.

Each man spent time with me making their case why I should choose them.

" My eyes twinkle. "They had no idea that I was actually gathering intel on them. "

He laughs. "Sneaky Thang."

I smirk. "When we went upstairs to the playroom to hear the House Rules of Engagement, I still didn't have a plan of escape but knew I would come up with something.

Then they told us that they allow Swinger virgins on initiation night to make their own rules, and I, of course, have my own rules.

" I grin, then start to trace a heart on his chest. "At this point, no one knows who I am or what I do.

" I chuckle, and he joins me. "But when I mounted the pole and started giving them my rules, I had everyone's undivided attention. "

He laughs. "No doubt."

"The first order of business was to dole out TD's punishment."

As I explain how I set him up by letting the bored man undress him, before the big titty girl spanked him, he shakes his head. But when I tell him how she took charge and made him stroke him for her, he says. "Damn, that's wicked!"

"Shocked?" I ask.

"No. Just surprised."

Next, I tell him how his spanking went down.

"I wield a crop skillfully." I wink.

He cuts his eyes at me. "Skillfully?"

"Oh, yes! I showed her how and she delivered. She was a natural."

"Sounds like it."

"Now everyone is more than happy to let me take charge of the party. After they gathered the things I needed, I gave them the speech I always give my clients."

"Speech?"

"Yes." I clear my throat. "Tonight is all about sex!

Tonight is all about orgasm. Embrace it.

Do not hold back. Release yourself from the old programming that would deny your sexual satisfaction.

Let it go! Open your minds to the sensual sensations and the sexual stimulation you will feel.

You have been given a most precious gift.

Orgasm! Let us not shy away from it. Let us experience it.

Let us embrace it. Let us celebrate it."

He looks down at me. "Siri, that's…."

"Awesome?"

He shakes his head. "Amazing."

"I'll take amazing." I grin. "I started the party with 'Circus' by Britney Spears, and while everyone stripped to their skivvies, I danced to 'Blurred Lines' by Robin Thicke.

" Next, I tell him about the lap dance for the voyeur and how he wanted to touch me so badly, but he was afraid of the crop, which his wife, the big titty girl, was standing at the ready, eager to crack him with.

Then I tell him all about the rodeo couple.

"In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have choked him.

They were both overstimulated, and it almost backfired on me. " I peer up at him. "Are you shocked?"

He shakes his head. "No."

When I tell him about the wet willie ear fetish, we both laugh hard. "She tongue fucked his ear so fantastically, and I lost track of the count."

"Now that's fucking funny."

"It was hilarious. Everyone was laughing. When we moved down to the bi-curious girl, I knew it was a good time to let her experiment in the group." I explain how I set it up where she got to suck those big tits on the big titty girl. I can feel his dick getting hard.

"You are wickedly clever."

"I'm really good at this." I wink. "When her eyes flew open, and she stared into the bi's face, she froze. The bi stepped up and planted a sexy as hell kiss on her that sent her over the edge. She masturbated right in front of everyone."

"Damn!"

"Oh yeah, that door swung wide open! Everybody got hot! When she finished, she shot her arms in the air in victory and shouted, 'Seary!' It was awesome."

"You are awesome."

I hug him. Then I fill him in on the rest of the night.

Including how one of the women had confessed that she had never had an orgasm and had been faking it the whole time.

"Her whole life! Sweet Zeus! I can't imagine that!

Missing out on one of the greatest gifts we've been given.

" I shake my head. "When I learned that, I decided right then and there that I would ensure that this lady had an orgasm before I left. "

He reaches over, puts his thumb on my cheek and strokes it down very lightly. "You are a really sweet person."

I tip my head into it, then continue my story with the game of Gorilla. Explaining how I gave the voyeur the male masturbator that linked to the joystick the big titty girl got and how she and TD sucked and fucked him too.

"Damn! A virtual threesome."

I laugh. "I guess it was." Next, I share the Rodeo couple and how I had them have sweet sex again. Then what happened with the orgasm virgin. "She turned out to be the biggest surprise of the evening. She wanted anal sex. When her husband figured it out, he suited up, lubed up, and fucked her ass."

"I guess she finally came?"

"She did after she gave herself double duty with a dildo. She screamed SEARY three times at the top of her lungs. It was so rewarding!"

"You enjoy this, don't you?"

"I do. Sex should be fun."

He grins. "We are going to have a lot of fun, you and I."

"Yes, we are." I grin back. "The last couple is the bored man and the bi," I explain.

"She is over there masturbating away, fucking herself with a special dildo, while he won't put his masturbation sleeve on.

So I tell him, 'I'm going to fuck you myself.

' When I drop a cock ring in his lap, I wait while he puts it on, then I tie him to the chair and tell him again to suit up with the masturbator.

But he won't, so I had to resort to force. "

"Force? Explain?"

"At gunpoint, of course."

"Gunpoint?" His eyes widen, and his eyebrows shoot up.

"Yes. I played a game of Russian roulette with his foot demanding he put it on.

He wasn't the least bit concerned, though.

But when I walked over to his wife and dry fired at her foot, he capitulated.

" I giggle wickedly. "I wish you could have seen the way his damn eyes lit up after he put the fucking thing on.

He didn't know it was also a remote masturbation couple's toy. Did I mention I love what I do?"

He chuckles. "Yes, Wild Thang, you did."

"That's when I escaped and took a taxi home. The end." I peck his lips. "Were you shocked by anything?"

"More impressed than anything. You are amazing!"

I reach around him and squeeze him so hard he grunts. This man is perfect! Fucking perfect!

"But would you have shot him? Them?"

I let go of the bear hug and look up at him.

Should I confess the blank bullet? Naw. Good poker players know that sometimes you have to bluff to win a bet.

With my poker face snapped down tight, I tell his chest firmly.

"Rules are rules, Aurei. Everyone agreed to play beforehand, and he wasn't playing. "

"But what if you had shot him or her?"

"What if what?" I keep my poker face on and give him a sideways smirk.

"Now … I'm shocked."

His phone dings a voice mail alert. We went through a no phone zone. I take it from his pocket, and while I open it to play Ann's message, I ask him. "Do you know what song you are going to sing?"

Before he can answer, we hear her swearing at the horse, then she yells into the phone. "Hurry up before I shoot him!"

"A girl after my own heart!" I say to Aurei with a wink.