The Billionaire's Prey

Chapter one 

I sat at the bar, nursing my drink in my hands. It was rowdy, but I couldn't deny I needed the distraction. It had been two years since I left New York.

“Hi. Mind if I join you?” I looked up to find the most beautiful man I had ever set my eyes on.

“Sure, it's supposed to be a free world” I shrugged, trying to act non-chalant, when I was anything but that. 

He sat down on the stool beside me, never taking his gaze from my body. I couldn't deny that I loved his attention on me. I felt my skin burn with intense desire for this stranger. 

“I'm Elijah. You seem a little bit out of it” he said.

“I'm fine. It's just the loud noise” I responded, averting my eyes from his hypnotizing ones.

“You're at a bar. You should expect this.” 

“Hmm,” was my only response. 

“I didn't catch your name” he said. 

“I never told you…” I hesitated, unsure of how much I should reveal to him. “Maya”

I looked at him, and just then I saw something flash in his green orbs. But it quickly went away as soon as it came.

“You look better than I imagined” he murmured, and if I hadn't been close enough and paying attention to every detail of him, I wouldn't have heard him.

“Sorry? Do you know me because I'm sure I haven't met you before”, I scowled slightly.

“No, I don't. I was talking about something else” he smiled, showing off his perfect dentition.

“What brings you here tonight?”, he asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity like I was that interesting. I wasn't…I was nothing more than a coward. Elijah didn't know this, and I should stay far away from him. But his eyes, his face, they did something to me. I could already feel the wet patches on my panties.

“I just needed to get out of my house. I needed space”, I shrugged, taking a sip of my margarita.

“Hm, I understand. Responsibilities can be suffocating” he nodded, his fingers making trails on the tequila glass. My eyes followed the trails. I wanted to be that glass, badly.

“You don't look like someone who's suffocated” I said to him.

Elijah smirked. “ You'd be surprised at the many things I'm capable of feeling” his eyes glinted, hinting at something.

I eyed him the same time I felt his eyes moving up my body in a seductive way. I knew he knew I could also feel the sexual tension between us. I hadn't had sex in more than a year, and right now my body badly craved a man. A strong and fit man like Elijah.

And then, without warning, he kissed me. I almost fell across the stool, but his large hands quickly grabbed the small of my waist. His lips were just as soft as I imagined, sending sparks across my body. So this was what he tasted like…whiskey and red signs. 

I loved it.

I pushed him off me, gasping for breath I didn't know I needed a minute ago.

“What are you doing?” I continued to gasp, a glare pointed his way.

“You wanted it. You were asking for it” 

“I didn't ask for anything!” I whispered loudly, if that was even possible.

“Your eyes did. Your lips called out to me” he said, grabbing my jaw softly. As one of his fingers trailed down my neck, my body shuddered.

“Tell me you don't want this…tell me you are not begging for me to be buried deep inside you because I want to” his eyes never left mine as he continued to torture me with his callous finger. I knew we were in a public place, but at that moment, Elijah was the only one I could see and feel. “You smell heavenly”. I felt the tip of his nose under my ear.

“F*ck” I swore. I can't describe what I was feeling. I hadn't craved anybody's touch as much as I did his. The walls I had spent years building were now slowly crumbling in front of me because of this stranger. “Kiss me” I whispered finally.

“I've been wanting to hear that all night” he said, not wasting a moment before his lips crashed on mine again.

Too quickly, Elijah released his lips from mine. I released a sigh of disappointment. I wanted more…

“Want to get out of here?” He asked, his pink lips glistening with saliva.

Do I? What would this mean? Of course, I wasn't ready to jump on any relationship at this point in my life. I was in a pivotal time in my life…

“It doesn't have to mean anything, Maya. Don't overthink it” he reassured, his hands moved up my dress, rubbing my inner thighs.

“Sure, let's get out of here”. I grabbed my bag off the table.

******

Elijah's condo was large, it screamed luxury. 

“Do you care for anything” he asked after removing his suit jacket. I noticed the bulge of his muscles, threatening to escape the flimsy material of the white shirt.

“No_no…I'm fine” I stuttered. I felt my legs going weak.

 Can we just skip to the good parts now, I thought to myself.

And just as he read my mind, he came towards me, pressing his lips on my neck. He continued to trail his wet tongue down my neck until he reached the crevice of my breast. I felt I would orgasm at that point, but I couldn't spoil the fun. It was just too early.

 I could feel his hard length on my thighs.

With a squeal, I felt myself being carried like I had no mass. He continued to carry me until he opened the door to a large room. He dropped me on the bed, his eyes taking in my half naked body. I hadn't even noticed my dress was no longer on my body.

“You're breathtaking” he whispered as I felt his hand at my entrance.

“F*ck Elijah”, I rolled my eyes to the back of my head as he thrust his fingers into me. “I'm so close” I cried.

“No princessa. You don't cum until I say you do, understood?” he commanded. I could feel his audacity from the way his gaze never left mine and, like the naughty girl I was, I obeyed.

“Yes sir”

The next morning I woke up with a horrible headache. Elijah's hand pressed on my stomach, preventing me from moving. I wondered how much he weighed.

Slowly the events of last night crashed in my mind. The euphoria I felt. I smiled at how many times he had begged for my body and how I never denied him once. Elijah was a beast in bed, a beast that made me almost obsessed with the idea of waking up to his mouth on me every morning.

But that obsession quickly vanished when I remembered he hadn't used any form of protection.

“Shit!”