How To Love A Billionaire

Trina dragged her friend by the arm onto the dance floor,

‘Come on Jess, I love this song’

The loud thump of the guitar riff blasted out of the speakers as Heart’s, ‘All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You’ filled the night club and the two girls moved together, they were dressed in very similar short velvet dresses, Jess, with her rich chestnut curls was wearing a deep burgundy one and Trina with her pale ash blonde hair and startling emerald green eyes was wearing one that almost matched that incredible eye colour. The dresses fit tightly on both young women, lace from the waist like a basque they left little to the imagination pushing their firm young breasts up on show. They were eighteen and twenty easily the prettiest girls in the club as they danced together in an erotic display that had the men dancing around them hard in seconds. Deliberately they moved their hands over each other's bodies and pressed against each other moves Jess had perfected in her bedroom to gain ‘His’ attention.

‘Is he looking Trina this way?’

Jess asked almost panting in anticipation, she had been after Caleb Delaney for weeks, that’s why they kept coming to this particular club, he was the owner of it. He was tall, with rich deep chestnut hair and stormy slate grey eyes not much older than they were at just twenty four he was dressed in an expensive dark grey Armani suit with a pale grey shirt. He was a known playboy and the girls had heard all the rumours, Caleb was the spoilt youngest son of a multi-billionaire and he could do whatever he liked and he did it too from what they had heard from the other women who talked about him. Now both British Princes had married he was the most sought-after man in the world, a single billionaire in his own right and to good looking for his own good, he was positively sinful he was so beautiful. Photographed at every opportunity by the paparazzi, and in demand by every media outlet, women constantly threw their selves at him, after all, who wouldn’t want his idyllic lifestyle?  If they were to believe everything that was said in the ladies' restroom he had bedded most of the beautiful women who came into his club and plenty of the newest supermodels and actresses too. He was never without a stunning woman on his arm and they all wanted to go back for seconds but it seemed Caleb only enjoyed the chase. Once he had bedded them he lost interest and dumped them he never actually dated any of them. He just took what he wanted, when he wanted it and no matter who they were it was only ever that one time he never went back to the same woman twice. It made the girls blush when they listened to the other women discussing his prowess, all of them said he was very well endowed and he knew how to use ’it’. It was quite obvious he knew how to please the women he bedded but they also hinted at a darkness in him and that was what excited Jess. They listened excitedly as the women talked about how he liked to dominate a woman, it seemed that they had to do whatever it was he wanted or he would ‘punish’ them.

‘What do they mean by him punishing them?’

Trina whispered innocently and Jess blushed as she tried to explain,

‘He’s probably one of those BDSM Dominants, you know like that Christian Grey in Fifty Shades, seems since those films were released guys think they should all act like him. If you listen to the way these women are talking they all seem to want him to do it to them so you can understand why guys act like that..’

Jess explained and was surprised by her younger friend's reply,

‘Oh wow, that’s so hot, I mean wow, he’s so fucking sexy I can just see him doing stuff like that. Oh my, Jess what about you though are you up for all that kind of kinky stuff?’                                                                    Trina looked at her with her innocent emerald eyes and giggled when her friend blushed and gave a slightly embarrassed nod of her pretty head,

‘Oh dear girlfriend, you so are’

Trina blushed to the roots of her pale blonde hair at the images her friend's admission brought up and then they doubled over with laughter before heading into the bar to order drinks,

‘Come on Jess you have to explain further, I need to know about this stuff, not that I’d ever let a man do it to me it’s way too off the mark for me.’

She said primly and then giggled at her friend,

‘What do you think he would want you to do?’

Jess gazed across the club at him wistfully,

‘Anything he wanted Trina, he’s so dreamy, I’d get on my knees like a good little Submissive for him’

She said and Trina gasped blushing further,

‘Oh my goodness girlfriend, you really are so naughty.’

Jess giggled and had the grace to blush further and they both jumped when a discreet cough came from behind them.

‘Excuse me ladies Mr Delaney has asked me to invite you to join him in the VIP area if you would be so kind.’

Caleb’s friend and number two, Anthony, stood back and waited for the two young women, his face impassive but behind his dark glasses, he appraised them. They were stunners, easily by far the most beautiful young women in the club. Caleb had outdone himself with these two and as he watched the brunette quickly pick up her bag he noticed that the blonde hesitated though.

‘Jess, I’m not going to play gooseberry, you go get your man girlfriend. I’ll be fine here. If you have a problem you know the signal.’

The girls had devised a special signal they gave to each other if they needed help. Jess would run her right hand through her hair, whereas Trina would scratch her head with her left hand it was simple but effective.