A Billionaire BWWM Romance 4: The Proposal Page 5

  “And just how did you even manage to get a listing on Little Rock? That place is almost impossible to get. It’s like only exclusive to the who’s who of the entertainment industry.

  “This new temp assistant I have. He is a miracle worker I swear,” Julie started. “He has a friend who works for Albert Peterson.”

  “You mean Bart Petersen?” Steven asked. Julie shrugged.

  “Same side of the coin. Anyway, long story short, a couple broke up and they no longer want the house. And I got it,” she said.

  “Which couple?” he asked. Julie paused and looked up.

  “Alicia and Cory Smith,” she replied.

  “The Fashion TV guys? They were a real couple?” Steven asked looking at her. Julie smiled.

  “That’s what I said,” she said smiling. Her smile suddenly faded as she looked at him. “How do you know about Fashion TV?” she asked.

  “You make me sit through hours of Fashion TV every week watching Tia and Tamera,” he grinned looking at her.

  “I thought you liked it,” she said as she looked at him.

  “Actually, I don’t. I endure it because you like it so much. If I had everything my way, we would be watching Friday Night Live reruns instead,” he admitted. Julie bit into a French fry and smiled.

  “Maybe I can make it up to you,” she said. He looked at her and smiled.

  “What could you possibly have to make up for almost a year’s worth of Fashion TV and E!?” he asked. She squealed excitedly and stood up. Steven looked at her as she picked up the gift bag on the other side of the table and then walked back to him. “What’s this?”

  “Go on. Look inside,” she exclaimed.

  “Are you freaking kidding me?” Steven shrieked excitedly as he pulled out the package. “You got me an Xbox?” he asked as he looked at her. She smiled and nodded.

  “And not just any Xbox. The Xbox One,” she announced almost too proudly.

  “I thought you said you hated the idea of grown men playing video games,” he said as he looked at her.

  “Yeah, I hate the games that I don’t understand, but ever since they launched that game, Grand Theft Auto, I cannot get enough of it. I thought we could start with that,” she grinned. “And that’s the only game I got you anyway…so, it’s kind of the only thing I can do for you right now,” she added. Steven reached over and gave her a long, lingering kiss.

  “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he asked.

  “Maybe you will be able to show me how much after I whoop your ass in Grand Theft Auto?” she asked. He looked at her and smiled.

  “You do realize that you can only win on FTA if…” his words trailed off when he realized that he would never be able to fully explain the concepts of gaming to her. “Thanks babe,” he repeated before he kissed her softly.

  “You’re welcome babe,” she said as she grabbed a drumstick from the table.

  “But honey, this must have cost you like twelve hundred or something,” he gasped still looking at the box in his hands. Julie shrugged and bit into the drumstick.

  “Should I mention the fifty grand commission again?” she asked. Steven looked at her and smiled.

  “Never mind,” he said as he put the box on the table and leaned over to kiss her. Julie put her hand on his shoulder.

  “Hey, what are you doing? The food will get cold,” she said with a smile.

  “Ever heard of the microwave, Juelz?” he asked looking at her. She smiled and pulled away from him before she stood up.

  “Well, in that case, we have to make sure we do it right,” she winked as she untied her bathrobe and let it slip off her shoulders. She had a smile on her lips as Steven eyed her from head to toe.

  “I am not leaving here tonight, am I?” he asked. Julie took his hand and helped him up before she led him to the bedroom. When they got there, she turned around and looked at him. “Let me guess, you are in control tonight, right?” he asked as she tugged on his already loosened tie.

  “That’s right baby,” she whispered as she undid his shirt buttons slowly. Steven held her waist and caressed her slowly as she undid the last button. He looked at her and smiled as she slipped the shirt off his shoulders. He was moaning softly as she pushed him down on the bed. He caught a peek of the crotch-less bottom of the lingerie and smiled.

  “This is new, isn’t it?” he asked in a low voice.

  “Nice of you to notice,” she said as she began kissing his neck. He closed his eyes and she began kissing his chest, tracing his muscular torso down to his waist. He let out a moan of pleasure when she used her tongue to trace his sensitive navel. She pulled away slowly and began undoing his belt buckle. He was now breathing low and fast. He wanted her so much, but he knew that there was no way he was going to take control, not that she would let him anyway. She then pulled down his zipper and looked up at him as she slowly pulled his pants down. He raised his head and looked at her when he felt not just his pants, but also his boxer shorts being pulled down as well. She knelt in front of him and slowly began kissing his inside thigh, making him get all excited. She could see his excitement materializing in the way his cock was stiffening fast. She traced her kisses up to his scrotal sac making him shiver a little. She smiled and pulled away and looked at him as she straddled him. Steven looked at her and slowly brought his hands to hold each breast. Julie moaned and threw her head back as he gently squeezed her breast. He then slowly let his hand run down her body, touching her body through the lacy fabric. She wanted him so much. He then slipped a hand behind her neck and pulled himself up to kiss her. She closed her eyes and felt his tongue against hers, his lips mashing against hers.

  She pulled away and looked at him.

  “I thought we agreed I was in charge,” she whispered. He smiled and shook his head.

  “Sometimes things have to change,” he said as he slipped an arm around her waist. She smiled down at him as she felt him undo the clasp at the back of the lingerie before he pulled down one cup exposing her breast to him. He looked at her as he filled his hand with her making her moan loudly. “I know something else you will love,” he said as he flipped her over getting her under him. She looked up at him as he brought his head down and took her nipple inside his mouth and began to suck paying equal attention to her other breast using his flicking fingertips. She held his head against her as he circled her nipple with his tongue making her feel like she was losing her mind. It was all too much for her. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as he pulled down the other cup and then pulled away from her hard nipple only to take in the other one. Julie moaned and pushed herself against him. She had lost complete control and she was now at his mercy. A moan escaped her lips when Steven pulled away from her.

  His hand dropped to her navel slowly pushing it up as he went on, He looked into her eyes as his other hand moved lower on her thigh. She spread her legs and let him feel her wetness using his finger. She gasped when he began moving his finger in and out of her, loving the way she felt, so velvety and wet. Needless to say, he wanted to claim her right there and then but he couldn’t. He had to prove that he could do even better being in control. He slowly pulled his finger out of her making her give a little moan of displeasure. She closed her eyes and moaned again, a bit louder this time when she felt him entering her with two long fingers. It was all too much for her and she raised her hips in an attempt to get him deeper, but Steven pulled his fingers out until she relaxed her hips back on the bed. She closed her eyes when she felt his fingers spreading her out. He lowered his head and kissed her as he worked his fingers in and out of her, gradually increasing his pace. Julie went from moaning to gasping for breath.

  “Baby…now…please,” she moaned. He looked into her eyes and saw the desperation in her eyes. Somehow, that turned him on even more. He pulled his fingers out and lifted his fingers to his lips. She looked at him as she parted her lips and took his fingers inside her mouth. A smile played on his lips as he watched her savoring her own tast
e.

  “Are you ready for me, baby,” he asked in a whisper. She looked at him and nodded. “I can’t hear you, babe. You need to ask me,” he demanded as he looked at her inviting cunt through her crotch-less center.

  “I want you baby,” Julie pleaded. He looked down at her and began working his cock into her. Julie didn’t know why, but every time she felt him penetrating her was like the first time. Every time he entered her she had to experience his girth afresh, feeling him fill her every fold. It was one of the many reasons she always had her first orgasm moments after his penetration. She moaned when she felt him going balls deep and then went rigid. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He had a smile on his face as he began bucking his hips, making her walls tense up with every stroke. She moaned again as he buried himself deeper than before. He lowered himself and allowed her to bury her face in his shoulder as he went on rocking his hips, rolling so hard into her. She dug her nails into his back when she felt him suddenly going faster. Julie was now holding on for dear life as he went into her hard. It did not take long before she felt her walls pulsating. Steven held her tightly as he felt his cock getting squeezed by her pulsating pussy. He held her breast and she arched her back. He felt her nipple pressing hard against his hand. His thrusts got more persistent as he rocked her. He was soon fucking her long and hard, each stroke harder and longer than the last. She moaned louder and louder as he went on fucking her harder and faster. Her second orgasm rocked through her body at about the same time as his cock began pulsating.

  Julie shrieked and Steven moaned as he held her tightly. She was shivering in his arms and their bodies were covered in their perspiration. He raised his head and looked down at her.

  “I never ever want to lose you,” he said in a soft voice. She smiled and held his face in her hands.

  “What would make me leave you?” she asked before she kissed him softly. “I love you too much,” she said in a low voice. She moaned softly as she felt him slipping out of her.

  “I love you too, Juelz,” he said as he rolled over to lay by her side. “With all that I am.”

  “By the way, we really need to review our sexual programs. We cannot always do this,” she said.

  “Do what?” he asked.

  “Have sex right in the middle of dinner,” she laughed.

  Chapter 6

  Steven looked at the table for the fiftieth time. He had decided with the romantic grand gesture that Dana and Meg suggested. But so far, the evening was turning out to be a scene from ‘What’s The Worst That Could Happen’. At first, he had a private table at Amelia’s reserved and the way he had planned it was simply epic. Since Amelia’s was where they first dined, he thought that it would be a good place to pop the question. And by five in the evening, everything was set. He had the most perfect plan. They would have dinner and then he would serenade her with some sweet John Legend cover of ‘All Of Me’. And then the dessert would be served, a chocolate soufflé that had the ring inside. It was the perfect plan. But everything came crashing down when Julie called him that evening.

  “Hey, babe. I’m sorry. I know you really worked on this dinner, but I can’t make it today,” she said.

  “Wait, what’s going on?” he asked.

  “It’s Meg…I don’t know….something about her ex,” she said.

  “Wait, what are you talking about?” he asked.

  “Her ex has been giving her a hard time and I think today was really bad because she is in the emergency room. I just want to make sure she will be fine before I leave,” she said. Steven suddenly felt bad.

  “Is there anything can do?” he asked.

  “No, everyone is already here and by the time you get here, she will already be discharged. How about I just come over when I am done?” she asked.

  “Sounds perfect. I’ll make us something,” he said.

  “You’re the best babe,” she said before she hung up. Steven looked around the restaurant and then stood up. He made his way to the restaurant kitchen and dug the ring out of the soufflé.

  “Monsieur Davenport,” the sous chef said when he saw him fishing the ring out. “She say no?” he asked. Steven smiled and shook his head.

  “I didn’t even ask. She can’t make it,” he said. The chef frowned as he looked at him.

  “Ce la vie, Monsieur Davenport. So what you do now?” he asked.

  “I have to ask her tonight. I can’t go another day without knowing that I will spend the rest of my life with her,” Steven said, a faraway look in his eyes.

  “So you ask in the home?” the chef asked.

  “Actually, I’ll go and get started right now,” he said as he wiped the ring down on a paper towel. He looked at the chef and shrugged. “Any pointers?” he asked. The chef smiled.

  “Depends. You good in kitchen?” he asked. Steven smiled and nodded. “Then make chicken. The women, they love the chicken. Or I can give you some duck?” he asked in a heavy French accent. Steven smiled and nodded.

  “I would need a good recipe. I have never made duck before,” he said.

  “I give you my best,” the chef said as he walked to one of the working stations and pulled a recipe from the rack. He then took a couple of duck breasts from the freezer and walked back to where Steven was.

  “I’ll make sure I cover this on my way out,” Steven said as he put the ring back in the velvet case he had in his pocket.

  “Actually, it's my gift to you, Monsieur Davenport,” the chef said. Steven smiled at him and walked out. He had exactly three hours to make a great five star dinner using a recipe he had never tried. He had no idea if it would actually work or turn out to be disastrous. Luckily for him, the chef gave him a simple recipe, one that only took fifty minutes, which gave him enough time to make the dessert. After he had made the Panasonic roasted duck breasts with raspberry sauce, he got the leftover black forest cake from the fridge and cut out two slices. He then put on a pair of gloves before he began making vanilla ice cream from scratch. He remembered that Julie had always said fresh ice cream always tasted better. By the time he was done, he had literally recreated the restaurant’s setting. He had just put on some smooth music when he saw car lights flashing on his window. He touched his pocket and took a long, deep breath when he felt the bulge in his pocket where the ring was. He never thought the day would come when he got nervous.

  “Hey you,” he said when Julie walked into the kitchen.

  “Hey. I’m sorry about dinner,” she apologized as they hugged. “I know work has been really crazy for the last few weeks and that…” her words trailed off when Steven pulled away and kissed her.

  “Your best friend needed you. I’m not angry,” he said. She looked at him and forced a tired smile.

  “Something smells good,” she said.

  “A new recipe. Pan fried duck breasts with raspberry sauce,” Steven said proudly.

  “I am already salivating. That sounds so delicious,” she said.

  “Come right this way, my love,” Steven said as he slipped an arm around her waist and led her to the dining room where he had set the table for two. Julie looked at him.

  “I thought we were dining at Amelia’s,” she said. Steven shrugged and nodded.

  “We were,” he said.

  “And then what’s all this? And when did you even get time to do this? I only called to cancel a few hours ago. This looks like it took quite a lot of time out of your day,” she said as he pulled the seat for her. Steven laughed.

  “Contrary to what you think, I can set any table in ten minutes flat. I can turn a piece of wood into something a restaurant in Florence would want to use for Will and Kate,” he bragged. Julie looked at him.

  “Really?” she asked.

  “True story,” he said. “We used to get a lot of walk in guests and setting the table in a short time was one of the things my mother demanded you master. You know, just in case we were in a situation where all the house helps were out or something.” Julie’s eyes were no
w wide.

  “Did I ever tell you just how bourgeoisie you sound sometimes?” she asked.

  “What is that supposed to mean?” he asked as he poured her a glass of red wine.

  “Well, it simply means that you sometimes come off as an entitled person,” she said. He looked at her and frowned.

  “You don’t really believe that, do you?” he asked. She smiled and shrugged.

  “Not really. No. But that’s just because I know you,” she said as Steven put a plate in front of her. “This looks really good babe,” she said after she inhaled the rich spicy aroma.

  “Well, I hope you like it,” he said as he sat down on the other side of the table.

  “Holy shit,” Julie said and Steven put his fork down.

  “Why would you talk of defecation when we’re right in the middle of enjoying dinner?” he asked.

  “I’m sorry. It’s just that…I never thought duck was this good. I would have had it a long time ago,” she said. Steven frowned.

  “So the only word you could use was shit?” he asked. Julie looked up and smiled.

  “If you ain’t got it right now, you just ain’t getting it,” she said as she pinched her nose.

  “What is that? Is that a song?” he asked.

  “Yeah actually. Chris Brown and T-Pain,” Julie said excitedly. Steven laughed and took a bite. “What’s so funny?” she asked.

  “Well, the way you Americans name your artists,” he said.

  “Wait, we do not name our artists. They name themselves. And don’t sit there all high and mighty. You guys have some pretty weird names for your musicians too,” Julie said as she took another bite.

  “Oh really? Like who?” Steven asked. Julie looked at him and felt her mind go blank.

  “Okay, I can’t think of anyone right now. But there are a number of them. I’ll let you know when I come up with a name,” she said before she took a sip of her wine. She looked at him and smiled. “By the way, you haven’t won this argument.”

  “I never said I have,” he said as he took a sip of his own wine. “How’s Meg?” he asked. The smile on Julie’s lips slowly faded.