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  More than a Fling

  Billionaires on the Beach

  Book Two

  By Olivia Noble

  Copyright © 2014 Olivia Noble

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  Chapter One

  Andreas’ large hands easily guided the car as he maneuvered his sleek vehicle into the hotel driveway. The silver mustang decal on the steering wheel spun around once, and then righted itself as he pulled the car to a stop. He stepped out of the crimson beast with the engine still humming, and smiled at the valet attendant.

  “Morning, Mr. Torres!” the valet driver said when he saw Andreas step out of his car. The driver bowed respectfully to the man that owned the hotel. “I see you’re driving the GT-500 today, sir! You must be in a good mood.”

  “You know me so well, Tim,” Andreas said with a laugh. His suit jacket flapped in the breeze slightly before he buttoned it up. “How’s the wife?”

  “Oh, she’s great. Pregnant again,” Tim said sheepishly. He extended his hand for the keys, his face wearing his and his customary smile.

  Andreas whistled and handed over the keys. “How many is that now? Five?” he asked incredulously. He couldn’t imagine that many little ones running around underfoot.

  “Six. They’re twins,” Tim said with a proud laugh as he stepped into Andreas’ car. “Say, what are you doing here alone, anyway?”

  Andreas shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I’d rather not jinx it by talking about it,” he said, handing Tim a hundred-dollar bill with a smile.

  “Gee! Thanks, Mr. Torres!” Tim exclaimed gleefully as he pocketed the considerable tip.

  Andreas nodded approvingly. “Get your wife something nice, on me,” he said with a soft chuckle.

  “I will! You have a good day now, sir,” Tim said as he closed the door and drove off to park the car.

  As Andreas walked into the hotel, he was greeted by the staff with the same enthusiasm that Tim had shown. Andreas was well-loved among the island locals for being fair and generous, though he had a reputation for being somewhat secretive and reclusive. An older gentleman approached him and bowed respectfully.

  “Good morning, Mr. Torres,” the man said in his deep British accent. “I wasn’t expecting you today. Is everything quite alright?”

  “Yes, Giles. How’s the hotel running?” Andreas asked to make polite conversation. He already knew it was running smoothly.

  “Quite well, sir. Is there anything I can get for you?” Giles asked with a small smile playing on his lips. He was always pleased to report good news.

  “Actually, there is one thing,” Andreas started to say. He hesitated, feeling a bit guilty for taking advantage of his power. “There is a guest staying here. She has a slim build, average height, blonde hair, and stunning blue eyes. Her name is Eva... uh. I don’t know her last name.” He felt a little embarrassed about his lack of basic knowledge of a woman he had gotten to know so intimately in other ways. Seeing the look on Giles’ face, he turned away nervously. He worried that her physical description would match half the tourist population that came through the building. “I need to find her,” he said softly. This was a grave violation of privacy and completely against the rules. He was already beginning to regret this plan.

  Giles looked at his boss with a skeptical and suspicious expression. He had known Andreas since boyhood, and he usually trusted the man implicitly. However, it was also his duty to protect the guests and their privacy. It was unlike Andreas to show interest in women—especially tourists—and this must be a rare and unusual situation. Seeing the desperate look on the man’s face, Giles felt his heart soften. He knew that he was unable to deny Andreas anything. To be honest, he would probably help the man bury a body! Not that Andreas was the type to ever need such a thing.

  With a shake of his head, Giles motioned for Andreas to follow him to the front desk. The pair of men walked behind the counter and Giles accessed the computer with a swipe of his management card. He scanned the names of the most recent check-ins, but found did not find any matches.

  “I don’t see an ‘Eva’ here, sir,” Giles said quietly. He saw a shadow of fear pass over Andreas’ eyes at the prospect that it might be a false name. He cleared his throat. “Was she traveling with anyone?”

  Andreas remembered the loud and obnoxious woman from the bar. He had to think hard for a moment, as the name of Eva’s friend escaped him. Finally, he was able to retrieve it from the depths of his mind. “Yes,” he said triumphantly. “Her name was Nicole! Short black hair, and huge... cleavage. She’s kind of… unique,” he said delicately.

  Giles’ whole face suddenly brightened. “Ah, yes. I think I know who you mean.” He turned back toward the computer and scrolled through the list of names before highlighting one in particular. “Murphy, Nicole,” he said with a satisfied nod. “Room 781. I bumped them up to the Bridge Suite because none of the lesser ones were available. Would you like me to let them know you’re coming, sir?”

  Andreas shook his head. “No, but go ahead and comp their whole stay.”

  Giles nodded and carried out the order without question. “Yes, sir. It will be done as you request.”

  “Thank, Giles. You’re the best,” Andreas said with a soft smile on his face. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Was he really about to show up unannounced, knocking on the door of a total stranger? Just because they’d had wonderful sex the night before? He shuddered a little at how crazy it sounded. What the hell am I thinking?

  “Sir, if I may be so bold,” Giles spoke with a sly tone, “perhaps you should bring up a bottle of champagne? We just received a wonderful vintage of Bollinger that I think suits this occasion perfectly. Wouldn’t you agree?”

  Andreas winced slightly, knowing he had been caught. He wondered if the gesture wasn’t going overboard considering the price tag of the suggested beverage. Would he seem too eager? It didn’t matter. He felt like he would do anything to help his chances. “You’re always right, Giles. That would be perfect.”

  The elderly man smiled, “It will be done, sir.”

  The bottle arrived quickly, encased in an ornate ice bucket along with three crystal glasses. It was stored in a wooden box for easy transport.

  “Thank you, Giles,” Andreas said sincerely. Sometimes, he had no idea what he would do without the man. He had always been like a father to him, especially in matters of the heart.

  “It’s my pleasure,” Giles said with a knowing smile. His old grey eyes twinkled warmly. “Best of luck, son.”

  “I’ll need all the luck I can get,” Andreas said before departing for the elevators. A bellman pressed the button to call the car as Andreas approached. A digital number above the door signaled that the car would be arriving from the top floor. Time seemed to pass agonizingly slowly as the number crawled downward. A thousand fears and hopes passed through his mind. What would he say or do? How would she respond to seeing him unexpectedly like this? He took a steadying breath and tried to relax.

  The bell rang and the door slid open. Several people filed out with excitement in their steps and voices. They were all surely eager to be out of the hotel and to see the wonders of the islands. Some would be going to the casinos, and others the beach. Andreas waited for patiently for them to exit before stepping through the doors. He was thankful he had the elevator all to himself as it carried him slowly to the seventh floor. His mind kept racing about the words he would say to Eva once she opened the door. He gripped
the ice bucket close to him and took comfort from the chill that penetrated the fabric of his jacket. It gave him something else to focus on.

  When the doors finally opened on the seventh floor, he took a heavy step out into the hallway. He had not been up to this section of the hotel in a while, and he was pleased with the new renovations he had purchased a while ago. The walls were covered with mirrors and filled with warm lighting. It gave a sense of home, and helped to put his mind at ease.

  His feet carried him through the halls until approached the room where Eva was staying. Once he found himself within knocking distance, he found his body freezing up. He temporarily forgot how to function. Memories of Eva’s sweet smile, and her soft body moving beneath him, filled his mind. Nervousness ripped through him like a plague. He pushed the feelings down and tucked the bucket into his armpit. With gravity and fear fighting against his hand, he lifted it up and knocked on the door of room seven hundred and eighty-one.

  Chapter Two

  Eva stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her head. Nicole was lounging on the bed with her phone. She was doubtlessly sending someone some kind of sexual message, or just looking up porn. Eva could never tell with her.

  “I feel so much better after getting cleaned up. Sex is nice but it can be so messy,” Eva complained as she laid down on the bed next to her friend.

  “It’s the price of being the superior gender,” Nicole said as she set her phone aside.

  “I’m sorry, but if it wasn’t for my amazing breasts,” Eva said as she groped them with her hands, “I would much rather have a penis.”

  “Mmm, if you had a penis, I would be all over it,” Nicole said and licked her lips seductively.

  “You wouldn’t be able to handle my penis, Nicole.” Eva smirked and threw a pillow at her friend.

  Nicole caught the pillow and sauntered over to the bed where Eva lay. “Oh, yeah?” she asked in a sultry voice as she crawled onto the bed. Her movements were slow and deliberate.

  “Nicole?” Eva asked hesitantly.

  “You are a very beautiful woman, Eva,” Nicole said. Her lips parted slightly as she approached her helpless friend. She leaned down and brushed her lips against Eva’s neck and stuck her tongue out to taste the flesh.

  “Nicole!” Eva shouted as she put her arms up as a barrier between the two of them. Her face was flushed and she hated to admit it, but her body responded to the touch.

  Nicole backed away, snickering as she did so. “I’m just messing with you,” she said, flipping her hair behind her ear. “As much as I like being with girls, they just don’t have the right equipment.”

  Eva raised her brow and tilted her head to the side, “What women have you been with?” she asked in surprise. Most of Nicole’s sexual adventures were things she never wanted to hear about. She usually preferred to remain ignorant of who, what gender, where, how, and other various details.

  “Mrs. Chambers during our sophomore year,” Nicole said shamelessly.

  Eva looked at her friend like aliens were crawling out of her ears. “You carpet munched her?!” she asked, completely shocked. Professor Chambers had been married and must have been close to sixty years old. Eva had always found her attractive for a woman her age, but the idea of Nicole in bed with the fashionable and brilliant professor sent a pulse through her body.

  “Hell yes,” Nicole said with a smirk. “How do you think I managed to pass British Lit?” She cackled and lay down on the bed next to her friend.

  Eva couldn’t believe her ears or her body. She rolled her eyes and turned her head to look at her friend. “Jesus, Nicole. You are a slut.”

  “And proud of it, baby girl. Are you thinking about it? Munching Mrs. Chambers?” Nicole asked with a naughty grin on her face. She crawled over Eva once again, this time with more than just teasing intent.

  Eva squirmed underneath her friend. “No,” she lied. She was thinking about it, and the idea turned her on in a way she didn’t understand. She had always found other women attractive but before now had never really entertained the idea of being with one. Then again, she never entertained a lot of ideas.

  “You are,” Nicole called her out. She had started this with only the intention of teasing Eva, but she now found that she was incredibly turned on herself. The lust overrode her senses and she leaned down to place her soft lips against those of her friend.

  Eva was speechless. All coherent thoughts escaped her, like fire within a vacuum. At first she was too stunned to respond, but as Nicole’s kiss intensified she found her body reacting without her permission. Her legs began burning with desire and her arms wrapped around Nicole’s neck, forcing the kiss deeper. The two women moaned in each other’s mouths. Nicole allowed her hand to slither under Eva’s towel and gently encase her breast.

  “Nicole, what are we doing?” Eva asked breathlessly. Her thighs squirmed as every inch of her body longed to be touched. Having a marathon of sex the night before put her mind and body in a vulnerable state she wasn’t used to. For years she had denied herself pleasure, and now she sought it everywhere. Even the arms of her best friend.

  “We’re about to carpet much,” Nicole explained in her usual joking manner. Then her voice grew soft and serious. “I just can’t help myself anymore,” she moaned as she kneaded the flesh of her friend’s breast. “I wonder if I can still taste Andreas in you.”

  Eva threw her head back in pleasure and bit her lip. “Go ahead and find out,” she said as she easily succumbed to the bolder woman’s advances.

  Nicole smirked and started kissing down her friend’s body. It tasted fresh and clean. Little droplets of water still clung to Eva’s skin, and Nicole happily licked them away. With each square inch of flesh, her excitement grew until she could no longer contain herself. She frantically buried her head in between the legs of her best friend and lapped at her succulent folds.

  Eva whimpered at the contact. Her hands pressed against her sides and she began to gently knead her own nipples. “Why have I not let you do this before?”

  “Because you were too busy with school. And life. And being lame. So let’s make up for lost time, baby girl. I’ve wanted to do this for ages.” Nicole’s tongue darted into her friend’s crevice and her fingers nimbly massaged her clit.

  Eva cried out in pleasure and continued rolling her taut nipples between her fingers. The sensation was different from when Andreas had been in the same position. Nicole’s lips were softer and her face smoother. There was definitely something unique about a woman’s touch. It was easy to see that Nicole understood the right places to touch, and the perfect amount of pressure, much better than any man could. It was difficult for Eva to determine which she preferred, and she wished Andreas was around so that she could compare. This thought surprised her in the middle of her pleasure. She was being eaten out by her best friend, and yet she longed the touch of another at the same time. None of her thoughts seemed to make sense anymore. She smiled to herself and just allowed the pleasure Nicole was giving her to drive away anything more complicated than a moan.

  Nicole was surprised by the unique, musky flavor and scent of Eva. The taste was divine in her opinion, and she eagerly devoured her friend’s pussy. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t done this years ago. It slightly disappointed her however, that she could not taste Andreas inside of Eva. Perhaps now that they were growing closer in this way, Nicole could convince her friend to let her in on the action if Eva were to ever fuck the man again. Which seemed fairly likely. Nicole kept that hope in her mind as she focused on licking Eva’s clit.

  “Fuck, yes. Please don’t stop,” Eva cried out as she bucked her hips against her friend’s mouth. She was losing her mind and allowing herself to become overwhelmed by the sensations.

  Nicole continued her attacks with no intention of stopping. She drifted her licking downward until she found the small sphincter of Eva’s ass and eagerly dug her tongue into the hole.

  Eva felt the area tighten at the s
urprise contact, but she didn’t fight against it. In fact, she realized that the more and more Nicole licked the area, the more she was enjoying it. If someone had told her ten minutes ago she’d enjoy having her best friend eat her pussy and lick her ass, she’d have laughed it off. Yet here she was, squirming and bucking her hips wildly.

  Then came a loud knock.

  Chapter Three

  Andreas stood at the door nervously for a moment before knocking again. Visions of Eva being furious and rejecting him made his stomach churn. He pressed his ear against the door in an attempt to make out any noise. He couldn’t hear anything and wondered if the girls were asleep. He was just about to turn away when he heard footsteps followed by giggling.

  “Shh, I’ll see who it is,” Nicole said from behind the door.

  “Just hurry back. You got me all warmed up!” the voice of Eva shouted.

  Andreas stood there with confusion written on his face, and he wondered what he had walked in on. The door opened and Nicole poked her head through it. When she saw him her eyes lit up and a sly smile formed on her lips.

  “Well, hello handsome. Eva, it’s your boy toy,” she said with a wink.

  Andreas’ cheeks flushed red. Nicole took note of that and opened the door fully to expose the naked form of Eva.

  “I can come back another time,” he said stupidly.

  Eva would have been mortified only an hour ago, but right now this is exactly what she had been wishing for. She sauntered over to the door and yanked him inside. “I see you brought gifts,” she said and stood on her toes to give him a kiss. “I was just thinking about you.”

  “You were thinking of him while I was eating you out? You bitch,” Nicole teased. She was guilty of having similar thoughts, but couldn’t help herself.

  “Of course I was. Look at him!” Eva smirked. She took the box with the glasses and the ice bucket out of his arms and sashayed away to place them on a table.