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Chapter 9
One month later
"Lawrence, this car is too much for you. Let's go look at the off lease model I have." It was time to lay down the hammer. Take away the thing they wanted and they'd either pony up the cash or make the switch. Worst case scenario, you find out they really weren't buyers, but then you could move on to someone serious. Mr. Kimbrell, however, was always serious. So here we were. Time for the face off. The negotiating part was always my favorite.
"Lauren, I'm a millionaire. I can afford whatever I want. I've bought several dozen cars here. You could make me a better deal. I want this one."
Of course he could. That's why he's nickle and diming me on a Rolls. "Regardless of your financial stature, only a few people in the world aren't held tight to a budget. This car is obviously too high for yours."
"Ridiculous." He brushed me off. "I will just have to take my business somewhere else."
"I'm sorry to hear you say that. The payment you want is nearly twenty five thousand dollars away in price. I guarantee you no one will do that. And nobody beats my deals or treats their customers better. Name another dealer where the owner is even there, much less speaks to you. That's why you keep coming back."
"Look, I want that car."
"Very well. Sign right here."
"No, not at that payment."
Time to take a shot at his pride. "But you said you're a millionaire, what's a few dollars if you have that much? Put down another twenty five thousand and Chris will get the paperwork started."
He stared at the paper. I had him right where I wanted him. Budgets were everything. Many millionaires were leveraged to the hilt because they like to show everyone how rich they were. Or, in some cases, their significant other did. Sad actually. But as they say, the more you make, the more you have to make. And when you married a girl half your age knowing she only wanted your money, well you get what you deserve.
While he debated the situation, I glanced over his shoulder. I was supposed to meet Bo soon and as usual, thoughts of her were distracting to my work.
No sooner did I think about her then she waltzed through the door decked out in a perfectly form fitting business suit and her trademark low buttoned blouse. So good.
She'd been here a hundred times since we started dating, but she still liked to maintain her bitchy persona in public. Fortunately, the employees all understood that now, having her met her at my annual employee party. Now it seemed it was just a game to them.
She smirked at me from a distance then stopped in the showroom. Bo looked around with her hands on her hips, her face falling into a stern frown. "Where's Lauren Lewis," she said louder than necessary. "Tell her Bo Dennis is here and I want to purchase another car immediately."
Lawrence turned around. "Is that Bo Dennis the billionaire," he whispered over his shoulder.
"That would be her," I replied, trying like the devil not to breakout into a laugh. Thank goodness he wasn't looking at me because the smile just couldn't be contained.
Angela scurried up to Bo, playing the part of scared employee. "I'm sorry Ms. Dennis, but she is with a customer."
"What? Where? My time is valuable."
Angela pointed our way.
Lawrence visibly deflated, sinking back into his chair as Bo stomped towards us.
"Ms. Lewis, I'm here to make a purchase."
"Ms. Dennis, as you can see I am with another customer. I will be with you shortly."
Lawrence shot me a wide eyed look of shock at having blown off such a high profile customer.
She huffed. "I don't wait. You should know that by now. I want to buy that Rolls parked right there." She pointed to the car Lawrence was arguing over.
"But I'm buying that car," he said. His voice timid and his head bowed slightly as if speaking to royalty.
Bo leaned over him, staring at the worksheet between us. "Based on the scribble all over that page I'd say you're haggling, not buying. And from what I see you want to pay, I'd say it's out of your league. A Rolls isn't for everyone Mr..."
He quickly stood up and spoke, "Lawrence Kimbrell. Kimbrell Industries. A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Dennis." He extended his hand.
She took his hand politely, but kept her frown. "Yes, I'm sure it is." She turned her eyes to me, ignoring him completely and pulled out her checkbook. "How much?"
"No." He protested, pulling out his checkbook to match hers. He scribbled quickly, not daring to look up. He handed me a check for twenty five thousand dollars.
Bo rolled her eyes and sighed, growing bored with the man. "Fine Mr. Kimbrell. Lucky you found your balls in there somewhere before I wrote my own check." She turned and walked away, calling over her shoulder, "Ms. Lewis, if your finished..."
"Congratulations Lawrence. You know the drill. We'll have you out of here in a hurry." I looked up, finding Chris and waving him over. "Chris, send it to detail and get his paperwork going. His wife is going to be one happy lady tonight." I shook his hand and headed to my office. Bo would be waiting for me.
When I got there the door was half shut. She was sitting on the edge of my desk with a wicked grin. I shut the door behind me and approached her slowly, finally allowing the smile to grace my lips. "You love doing that don't you?"
"What if I do?"
"Nothing." I shrugged. "Just saying. I had him myself you know."
"I know." Bo winked. "But you enjoyed it too."
I nodded and ran my hands down the lapels of her blazer. It afforded me a great view of her breasts being this close, but I held her gaze instead of letting mine wander. That was a path of no return. "You had him quaking in his expensive Italian leather shoes."
"Good."
"It was hot. Took all my strength not to climb over the desk and take you against the wall." My fingers gripped the expensive fabric of her blazer, tugging her a bit closer to me.
She smirked seductively. "Let's get one thing straight, Ms. Dennis does the taking, not the other way around."
I leaned in, my breath mingling with hers. I whispered, "Oh really?"
She swallowed hard and nodded. "Mhm," she choked out, not sounding so confident anymore.
"I've got news for you." I stepped in, trapping her between me and the desk. A nip of her ear buckled her knees enough to force her to use the sturdy oak to steady herself.
"Yeah? What's that." Bo's words were barely audible.
"Ms. Dennis, this is my dealership and in here, I do all the taking." My lips ghosted her cheek, searching out her mouth, parting her lips with authority before kissing her hard and deep.
Bo whimpered and relinquished control, her body melting into mine as her arms draped around my neck.
We were lost in one another. Lord knows how long t was until the need for air forced us apart. God she was so beautiful when her eyes were dark and she was looking at me with so much love and lust. I could imagine the things she wanted to do to me, to my body and it made me ache. I wanted to let her. So bad. But...
I let out a ragged breath.
This wasn't the time or place to do what we both could so easily do to one another. What we'd become quite familiar doing to one another. What we apparently couldn't get enough of doing to one another. It was pretty damn amazing stuff, if I did say so myself. I licked my lips, battling my desire to tease her more which would only serve to rile me up as well.
I needed a reason to stop, to get us out of here. Our date. Yes, that's what we were supposed to be doing tonight. A date. I took notice of the clock on the wall. We were going to be late for our reservation.
She rested her forehead on mine. "You are so fucking sexy sometimes, you know that?"
I laughed. I thought the exact same thing about her. Apparently we were both tuned on by confident women who did whatever they wanted. It was something we both were in our public persona's, but had fun with in our private lives. It had become a little game of who could seduce who the fastest. I could be biased, but I won a lot.
"I mean, how am I supposed to behave when you just lit me up like the Fourth of July? We could skip our date all together and pick up where we left off at home." Her eyes shone with a shimmer of excitement.
"That always sounds so good, but we've done that the last two times. I was kinda looking forward to this surprise you have for me tonight."
"Yeah, I guess I can't actually reschedule this one either." She scrunched her face in disappointment. "But you're going to love it so much. There's no doubt you'll be thanking me later." She smiled.
"Hmmm, intriguing. We better get moving then. I need to grab a shower and change clothes."
Her eyes darkened and she let out a low sexy growl. Her hands moved to my hips, balling the fabric up and holding me possessively. "Can I watch?"
"Not if you want us to actually make it to our date." I pecked her on the lips and grinned. "Come on. You're taking me out tonight."
Bo pouted. It was adorable. "Fine you win."
Beating Bo just did it for me. She was a formidable opponent and not much excited me more than beating her at her own game. "I usually do." Not that losing to her was ever in any way a real loss. She enjoyed the game every bit as much as me. I could see that sparkle in her eyes.
"Cocky." She narrowed her eyes and slid her hands don to cup my ass.
She also never gave in easily. It was a struggle to maintain composure, but I had to be strong. "I prefer confident."
"Either way its a major turn on." Bo leaned in and tried to kiss me again, but I moved away.
"So I noticed." I released the hold I had on her, reached back and removed her hands. Flashing my sexiest smile as I pulled away.
"Tease." She laughed and smoothed out her suit. "Don't act like you don't do the same thing with me."
I just smiled and took her hand, pulling her out the door. Oh, I do exactly the same with her and I wouldn't change a thing.
XXX
Bo took me to her favorite hotel, Aria. Remarkably, we made it right on schedule even though I gave in and allowed a quickie in the shower. As much as I loved to make love to her, I was really looking forward to going out tonight. Bo had been teasing me with this surprise for a week and I was dying to know what it was already.
Despite my nervousness and anticipation, I managed to enjoy the seven course meal from one of Bo's favorite chefs. We'd spent the evening seated up in a balcony overlooking a small stage. Instruments were set up, but the place had been silent the entire time. The room only held a couple hundred, but it was completely empty. Was the band part of the surprise? Or would she take me someplace else? Whatever it was, she was doing a good job keeping her secret.
Bo took the last bite of her decadent dark chocolate rum cake. Her eyes closed as she savored it with a soft moan of delight. She set her fork down and watched as I also finished it off.
Quite frankly, one of the best desserts I'd ever eaten in my life. And I'd eaten a lot of dessert.
"So," she started, "you know how I'm going home next weekend, right?"
"Yes." I fiddled with my fork. Her being gone hurt more than I thought it would. We'd been almost inseparable the last couple of months. It didn't take us long to become one of those nauseating couples. We were so sad. I loved it. "I'll miss you."
"Why don't you come with me?"
"What and like, meet your family?" Was this the surprise? Because I was definitely surprised. Neither of us had a great relationship with most of our family. She'd met my parents, but it was only because they dropped by unexpectedly, catching us moments before we would have been naked on the kitchen counter. That went over well.
Her forehead creased. She chewed on her lip. She was nervous too. "Would that be bad?"
"No, I..." I wasn't sure what to say. I mean, I did want to meet them. I would some day anyway if we were going to be together. It meant a lot that she would want to take me to her childhood home.
She sat back in her chair and deflated. Clearly she thought this would go differently. "You don't have to, I just thought maybe-"
"Yes."
"Yes?" She perked up, the corners of her mouth pulling into an apprehensive smile.
"Yes." I nodded. A light smile falling across my lips. "I'd love to go."
Her smile grew, those dimples that made me swoon coming out in full. "We'll fly out Friday night then." Bo reached across the table and covered my hand with one of her own, her thumb running softly across the back of my hand.
My eyes fell to the soft strokes that made my world lighter. Any little touch from her made me soar. "Good."
"Sure you're okay with this?" She dipped her head to catch my gaze. "I mean if it's too soon..."
"It's fine Bo," I reassured her. "You've met my friends and family. I'd love to meet yours too."
Her smile remained, but now there was a hint shyness. She intertwined our fingers and stared at our joined hand atop the table. "So, you ready for the surprise?"
"You mean that wasn't it?" I teased. "Butter me up with rum cake," I laughed through my words, "and take me to meet the parents."
Her head fell back, a hearty laugh filling the air that somehow made me the happiest woman on the planet. There was a gleam in her eye like none I'd seen before. "Nope. It's way better than this amazing gourmet meal and fancy wine. And far better than meeting my family. Come on." She winked. Bo placed her napkin on the table as she stood, then helped me from my chair like a total gentlewoman.
I liked the way she took care of me. We both took pleasure in treating the other like a queen. She held out her arm. I locked my hand around her elbow, walking arm in arm as she ushered me downstairs.
"Where are we going?"
"Patience, my dear." She peeked out the corner of her eye as we walked. When we reached the floor level of the theater she brought me up to the first row of seats and placed me front and center.
I looked at her. My head was full of questions.
Bo said nothing. Only motioned to sit. She glanced at her watch and smiled as she turned and sat next to me, her hand on my knee with the biggest grin ever on her face. What the heck did she have planned?
Her smile was infectious though, making my own break out the longer I stared at her. Whatever it was, she was mighty excited.
"Hey, Bo." A man's voice called out from the corner.
She bolted up and strode over with a hearty greeting.
I tried to see who it was, but her body blocked my view. They whispered a few words, then she turned around with a grin that blew her last one away as she revealed our mystery guest. My jaw dropped. Fucking Dave Grohl? No way!
My palms grew sweaty the moment they started their approach. I jumped up from my seat, star struck and speechless, which was new for me. The Foo Fighters were my favorite band and I'd been fan of him since I was a kid and fell in love with the grunge scene and the band Nirvana.
"Lauren, meet Dave," Bo said proudly.
Be calm. Be cool. Breathe Lauren. "Hi, Dave." I was failing miserably. My voice trembled a bit. I felt like an awkward teenager again.
He smiled kindly. Just a laid back guy in blue jeans and a tee shirt acting like he wasn't one of the last true rockers in America. "Hello Lauren, so nice to meet you. Bo's been going on and on and on about you."
"No I haven't," she smacked his shoulder playfully.
He laughed. "Okay, maybe just on and on." He flashed a grin at her. "Either way, it's great to be here and we can't wait to hear what you think of our new album."
"Wow, umm, that's great." I fidgeted, feeling ashamed that I wasn't up to date with my favorite band and having to admit that to them in person. Who'd have ever imagined? "I'm afraid I haven't heard it yet, though. When did it come out?"
"It hasn't yet, but we're going to play it for you tonight, and a few of your favs."
Bo was beaming, as she should be. This was absolutely the best surprise ever. I guess I'd have to get used to the fact that with a billionaire girlfriend, anything could happen. "Wow." I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. "Sorry, that's apparently all I can say right now."
He chuckled. "I'm honored. I hope that's what you have to say after you hear the new material too."
"You guys never disappoint. I can't wait." My nerves were settling the longer we spoke. He was very easy to be around. Just a regular Joe that played in a band. Only made me more of a fan.
"Well, let's rock this place then." His passion for the music was evident. He jumped on stage and the other guys came out from the back a few seconds later. "And ladies, there may only be two of you here, but we wanna see you on your feet like you were at a stadium show."
"You got it," Bo yelled, kicking her heels under a chair.
I did the same. While they warmed up their instruments I leaned in and whispered, "How the hell did you pull this off, Bo?"
"You like it?"
"Let's just say you will be getting several thank you's tonight," I husked into her ear, followed by a wet kiss to her neck as the band began the set with an oldie but goodie, "Learn to Fly."
Bo caught my eyes with a smoldering stare that made me shiver in anticipation, but we'd have to wait. No way in hell I was going to miss this no matter how damn delicious she was. It was suddenly obvious to me that I was the luckiest woman on the planet.
I mouthed an 'I love you' and dug deep to find the will to tear my attention from her to the band. My mind was still spinning from it all as I started to dance.
Song after song played and I was in heaven with her beside me. I'd definitely have to thank her over and over again later tonight. What better way to end an evening of fine dining and a private concert than making love to my unbelievably amazing, gorgeous, rich girlfriend? I was living the damn American dream. A dream I never wanted to wake up from.
XXX
I was on cloud nine all the way home. I couldn't stop smiling and neither could Bo. She had every reason to be proud of herself. No one had ever done anything like that for me.
No one.
It was a once in a lifetime event. Well, with Bo, that might not be true, but it really was unbelievable. And Bo Dennis was an unbelievable woman. Never would I have imagined that my life would be like this when I met her. Yeah, there was an insane attraction, but the feelings I'd developed for her, that we'd both developed for one another, in such a short time was just...
There were still no words.
"Whatcha thinking over there?"
I looked at her, my heart swelling with love for the woman who has done nothing but exceed my every need and desire a million times over. "My mind is just blown, Bo." I reached over, brushing her cheek with the back of my hand.
She sighed and pressed against my caress.
"I just... have I told you how much I love you, Bo?"
"You can always say it again." She smiled softly. "I never get tired of hearing it."
"I love you, Bo Dennis. Thank you for tonight. It was the most perfect night."
"I love you, Lauren Lewis, and you are most welcome. Anything for you."
I slipped my hand into hers, letting them rest together on the center console as she drove. We rode the rest of the way in silence as I happily sat and replayed the events in my head. Dancing with Bo and singing "My Hero" with Dave and the band on stage. It was definitely a night to remember.
It didn't take us long to get to my house. When we locked the front door behind us, I fought tooth and nail to not rip Bo's clothes off. The looks she was giving me said that's what she was expecting, but instead, I wanted to go slow. She'd given me the perfect night and I wanted to give her the perfect ending.
With tender care I unzipped her dress and kissed my way down her strong, toned back inch by inch as the skin was exposed to me. The soft sounds she made with every touch of my lips made it harder to control myself. I let the dress fall to the floor. My focus moved to her neck, working my way along her shoulder as I slipped the straps of my own dress down and let it pool at my feet. I took my time removing her lace panties, but just about ripped mine off. I was so ready to to give Bo a night she'd never forget.
Bo gasped the moment my bare skin pressed against hers from behind. It never ceased to fill me with a strange sense of pride that I could take her breath away.
Our bodies molded together in a perfect fit. The heat from our skin and heavy breaths making the air in the room thick. My hands roamed the silky skin along her stomach, one finding a home on her soft, supple breast, teasing the erect nipple. The other wandered with a mind of it's own and only one goal.
Her hips bucked, then ground down onto my hand as I easily entered her.
"So good, Lauren."
Only a few gentle strokes before I pulled out and drew light circles as I took the moment to appreciate how wet she was. A simple proof of how much she wanted me to make love to her.
"No Lauren, please. I need you now."
"Patience my dear," I chuckled, throwing her words from earlier back at her.
She groaned her displeasure and rocked back into me, hitting just the right spot that sent a jolt of arousal through me.
"Bed," I whispered, spinning her in my arms and walking her backwards. Before I let her go I pulled her flush against me, covering her mouth with my own in a deep, searing kiss that made my own head spin. I'd never get tired of kissing Bo. I released her.
She fell back, her eyes alight with the fire of desire and her vast expanse of creamy skin on display for me as she laid out atop my bed.
So beautiful. So mine. I snaked my arms under her knees and pulled her closer to me.
She bit her lip and moaned, watching my every move intently. Her legs fell open, giving me permission to take whatever I wanted.
I licked my lips in excited anticipation of what was to come. Dropping to my knees, I skipped any further teasing as I finally tasted her. Forget what I said earlier. This was the best dessert I'd ever had. Bo was the best everything I'd ever had.
The soft sounds turned into desperate whimpers as her fingers worked into my hair, holding me in place. She worked her hips, hoping to get my tongue to the spot that would send her over the edge the fastest.
But I wasn't having it. Not yet anyway. All in good time. I pulled my head away and caught dark brown hooded eyes heavy with desperation and need. "Patience pays baby. I promise."
She nodded and dropped her head back in submission. It was an unexpected turn on that lit me up inside like never before. There wasn't an inch of her body I didn't taste or touch. I explored every bit of her, deep and slow, as if I'd never have the chance to do it again.
I'd never been so driven to make someone pass out from pleasure. Whatever it was about Bo brought that out of me. There was nothing I wouldn't give her. One thing was for sure, I made good on my promise until we were both spent. Something had changed tonight. I loved her, that much was true, but this was different. As Bo laid asleep on my arm, her long dark hair splayed over my shoulder and chest, I took in the delicate profile of her face and smiled at the sense of completeness that overwhelmed me.
This right here...this felt like forever.
XXX
I may edit this ending a bit, I don't know if I like it, but let's here what you think. And I'm wondering if you're still enjoying the ride? Or is it time to wrap this one up?