My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (30 page)

              “Young and willing virgins seeking to hang with the Crew. No jokes, serious Crew bosses only. Our friends have informed us of the talents and wonders of Jake Strider, and we want to become his pets. We can do whatever it takes to be yours. We’re fresh and nubile, and we’d like you to teach us what you know. If you’re in the Crew, get in touch with us. If you’re not in the Crew, ignore us.”

              “We’re virgins?” asked Sabina incredulously.

              “Trust me, it’s every guy’s dream to have a virgin,” I said. “They won’t shut up about it. Now that we’re pretty much done with our profiles, all we can do now is wait.”

              We spent a week staring at the computer. A few responses came from billionaires promising us money and comfort and insisting that we’d regret not picking them. But not a single Crew response came. Sabina and I felt like crap for doing all that work and paying all that money for nothing.

              Three weeks passed. And one night, before we left the lab, we saw a new response.

              “I represent a Crew founder who would like to make your acquaintance. Normally, we ignore such brazen and unimpressive requests, but mymaster insisted on reaching out to you. Know that this is an exceedingly rare opportunity, and if we find that you were being facetious or dishonest in your profiles, there will be consequences. We are currently residing in Caracas, Venezuela for a limited time. You are responsible for bringing yourselves to meet us. Upon arrival in Caracas International airport, a representative will be waiting to greet you in the reception area. You will follow her and be escorted to our location. You are not to inform anyone of this meeting. Any attempt to have anyone track our meeting or bring scrutiny of law enforcement will result in your immediate death and disappearance. We are performing an immense favor out of generosity, and we are not guaranteeing your membership in the Crew. This is primarily for the pleasure of my master.”

              The letter was brief and harsh. I had cold sweat over my face, and so did Sabina.

              “We did it,” she said in quiet amazement. “We’ll finally meet the Crew.”

              “This is either going to go really well, or we’ll end up dead,” I commented.

              I knew that we had just gotten into some deep shit. We were leaving behind the security of the government and the law, and we could only rely on ourselves.

Chapter 10

McKenna

              I was online a lot, but I never gave away anything about myself. Most people used the Internet to post idiotic selfies and brag about their lives. I was not like most people. I used the Internet to do work.Usually, I spent my online time hacking into any law enforcement group trying to do something about the Crew. I’d disrupt their work, crash their website, and make off with some of the money in their budget. I prided myself on my exquisite hacking abilities.

              Today, Jake asked me to find him a couple of new women for him to enjoy. He had gotten tired of every other girl he recently met, and wanted some totally new whores. I secretly wished that Jake would just be content with me, but I never disobeyed him. I knew that every other woman was just a quick lay to him that he would inevitably leave behind. I was the only woman in his life he had any respect for.

              So I clicked through the pages of
www.reallove.com
and tried to find someone not too attractive. Two newly created profiles intrigued me. One girl was Indian, and another was a redhead. Despite their totally different looks, they had the exact same description for some reason. Both of them would only meet someone worth over a billion dollars. Both of them mentioned wanting to join the Crew. Both of them wanted to meet Jake.

              I almost spat out my coffee. Something was wrong here. No one in their right mind would throw around Jake’s name and live. These girls were either unbelievably smart or unbelievably stupid.

              I went to the gym and showed Jake the profiles. He looked mad and a little impressed simultaneously. It probably humored him to see girls be this bold.

              “They’ve got balls, I’ll give them that,” he chuckled. “Just invite these two then. I want to take both of them at the same time and see what they’re like.”

              I thought Jake was joking. “Are you being serious? You need to kill them for saying your name out loud. I have a bad feeling about them. Punish them for this insolence!”

              “You need to relax,” replied Jake. “Are you saying I don’t know what I’m doing? I’ll teach them right from wrong, rest assured. And you have to admit, they are pretty,” he said while nuzzling my neck with kisses.

              They weren’t the most gorgeous girls on the site. But they looked very young, and had plenty of vigor. I didn’t want to say it, but they did have some sexy photos.

              “I’ll send them an invitation,” I said. “But I’m keeping my guard up, and so should you.”

Chapter 11

Sabina

              We were flying first-class to Caracas, and I already threw up once. This was it. We were finally meeting the Crew, or so we were told. What if this was a setup, and we got raped or even killed?

              There was no telling what could happen, and the uncertainty terrified me. Ada must have noticed.

              “It’ll be all right,” she said as she held my hand in hers. “Worst comes to worst, we’ll find a way to escape. We vowed to work together, right? I’m not going to leave you behind.”

              That was really sweet of her. She really did take the mission seriously.

              “Thanks,” I said, and I nervously smiled. Inside, something else gnawed at me. Our profiles were full of lies, but at least one thing I wrote was true. Ada put herself down as a virgin, which I knew couldn’t be true, but I actually wasn’t lying. I still had never had sex before. I’d masturbated more times than I could even remember, but I never had a man enter me before. The thought of having some stranger, an international drug lord at that, be the first guy I ever had sex with was enough to make me shit myself. I could lose my virginity soon, and maybe end up dead five minutes later if the guy didn’t like me for some reason.

              Neither of us slept during the whole flight. When we landed and got off the plane, we had no idea who the person meeting us would look like. We sat down in the reception area, swatting away requests from taxi drivers to give us a ride. We waited for almost an hour, and I thought we were led on some wild goose chase.

              “This has turned out to be perfectly shitty,” I lamented.

              I felt a tap on my shoulder, and a statuesque black woman stared at us.

              “You are the girls who wanted to meet my master,” she said coldly. “Come with me. I will take you to him.”

              I looked at Ada. She was as surprised as I was, and shrugged. We picked up our bags and followed the woman to a silver Mercedes-Benz. We got in and she drove us for several hours out of the city.

              Finally, we saw the ocean, and the car stopped. We got out and boarded a small yacht. The black woman indicated to another woman, who must have been the captain, to move. The boat sailed out, and the coastline disappeared.

              “Where are we going? How long is this going to take?” I asked the captain. She was tall and muscular, with a blonde pixie cut.

              She scowled and glowered at me. “Do not question me. Be patient.”

              The orange afternoon sky was tar-black with white stars glimmering. At long last, we saw a cruise liner speckled with lights. We approached a side and a rope ladder fell down.

              “Climb on,” ordered the captain.

              “What about our luggage?” asked Ada.

              “Climb on,” the captain repeated, in no mood to argue.

              We were just happy to reach somewhere, so we climbed.

              I started first, and when I got up, I reached down to give Ada a hand. I turned and saw two people, where just a second ago, no one was there.

              One was a man who looked like he made a living by posing as statues of Greek gods. He had immaculately arranged silky brown hair and a light stubble. He was topless and showed off his awe-inducing muscles. Next to him was the woman we saw in the photo. She hadn’t aged a day. Her blonde hair was still styled to perfection, her crimson dress boasted of her body underneath, and her makeup accentuated her features and radiated eroticism.

              “Good evening, ladies,” the man began in a quiet but unquestionably authoritative voice. “I’m Jake Strider.”

Chapter 12

Ada

              “I understand that you’ve been looking for me,” continued Jake. “You must really be eager to help me if you came all this way onto the Atlantic Ocean.”

              I felt like fainting. We finally struck gold. In front of us was the man we spent months searching for, and the most infamous traitor in the American history. I couldn’t muster the ability to speak. Sabina looked as shaken as I was.

              “Or,” Jake spoke, “you’re insane for having the courage to mention my name to the world.”

              The woman by his side scoffed. I remembered Eva telling us that the Crew could sense weakness immediately. We would have to prove ourselves now, or lose this chance.

              “Thank you for seeing us,” I stammered. “We know this is a rare opportunity, and we’re sorry for saying your name without permission. We came because we heard of the Crew, and we want to belong to you. We have skills that we think will benefit the Crew.” I waited and hoped that we wouldn’t be shot.

The woman cackled. “In case you haven’t noticed, little girl,” spreading her arms to indicate the entire ship, “we’re at the top of our game right now, and we don’t need some whore begging to see us and then claiming she can help us do even better. We already rule the world.”

              Jake held up a hand, while his other arm continued to be hooked around the woman’s slim waist. “Be nice, McKenna,” he said. “I’m sure they mean us no harm. If they have any sense, they know not to trifle with us. They must be starving and exhausted after their journey. Let’s go inside and talk there.”

              We all entered and walked downstairs, entering the ship’s lounge. I was amazed by the scenery. It was an artfully decorated room with wooden wall panels, modern art paintings, and gold and silver decorations. Even the ceiling was painted and had chandeliers hanging from it.

              A long wooden ornate table was at the center of the room. Jake poured four glasses of whiskey and gave them to each of us. First, he treated us, then McKenna, and then himself.

              “A toast,” he boomed. “To our new acquaintances, and a long and healthy relationship.” We clinked our glasses and drank. The words he said echoed in my head. I understood his threat.

              “Now,” he said after setting his tumbler back on the table. “Tell me what skills you have that are so precious to us. Convince me in one minute, or I’ll throw both of you to the sharks.”

              As if I wasn’t scared enough already. I’d been shaking ever since I got onto the ship, and now I felt my armpits and neck sweating.

              “I’m Alice,” I introduced myself with my alias. “This is my friend Tara.” Sabina tried to wave. She looked just as terrified as I was.

              McKenna wasn’t even looking at us, but Jake was paying attention, and his face told us to continue.

              “I’m a hacker and underground fighter,” I said with all the confidence I had at hand. “I can break into any bank, destroy any website, and disrupt any police investigation. You’ll have a lot of use for me.”

              I put my arm around Sabina. “And Tara has family in the drug cartels. Anything you want, pharmaceuticals, meth, coke, heroin, she can get it to you. Bulk amounts for a low cost that you can sell for a huge profit.”

              “Does the other one not talk?” mocked McKenna.

              “It’s true,” spoke Sabina. She wanted to sound tough, but she squeaked. “I’ve been a smuggler for years. I can deliver the goods right away. Make you even more money. You won’t regret using me.”

              McKenna stared at us with skepticism and scorn. “A likely story,” she sneered. “Can we kill them now?”

              We all looked at Jake. He was quiet, with his hands to his mouth, and concentrating.

              “Where are my manners?”He piped up. “I haven’t even introduced myself and the lovely woman next to me. I’m Jake, and this is McKenna Addison. You can call her Addy.”

              “McKenna will do,” added McKenna. “Only my friends call me Addy,” she said in a growl that was a warning to us.

              “Don’t mind her,” said Jake as he kissed her cheek. “She’s grumpy around strangers. But I’m sure that we’ll all get along, if you know what’s good for you. As I said, I’m Jake Strider, a businessman of the underworld. If there’s an industry that makes money, I’m involved in it. The Crew is the most powerful organization in the world, and we accept only the finest employees.”

              “So can we work for you?” I asked softly.

              Jake suppressed a laugh.

              “First of all, ladies, I’ll have to test the two of you, to see if you really are what you’re all cracked up to be. We’ve had the interview, now we’re moving on to the next stage of the application process. Rest assured that if you’ve lied at all to me, we will find out, and you will regret your deception. For now, I don’t believe anything about you. The only reason I brought you here is because I was impressed by your audacity. Nothing is guaranteed yet. In a few weeks, you could be working for me as my new hacker or bodyguard, or you could be sinking to the bottom of the ocean in cement shoes. Your lives are in my hands.”

              He sat up from his chair and took my hand tenderly. “I may not have a use for you as a fighter, but I can use you for something else.” He walked to another set of stairs, and I followed him. He opened the door and turned to look at McKenna and Sabina.

              “McKenna,” he called, “keep Tara Company. If she gives you a reason, kill her.”

              Sabina looked like a cow about to be slaughtered. But I couldn’t stay. I had no choice but to follow Jake upstairs. We passed through a maze of halls and he opened a door. We were now on one of the upper decks in a luxurious room.

              The biggest bed I’ve ever seen was in the center of the room. It was shaped like a heart. Jake picked up a remote and clicked it, and the bed began to revolve gently. Massive windows showed me the ocean’s dark waves.

              What Jake did next was anything but gentle. He grabbed ahold of my sweater and pulled if off my body in one swipe. It was astounding how swift and soft it was. He then tossed me onto the bed, and took off his slacks in a second.

              “Your first test is about to begin,” he said levelly. I laid back and felt his hands remove my jeans as quickly as he had done with my sweater. I was now totally naked, and I shivered from the cold and the fear.

              I didn’t know how any person could be this fast. Jake kissed me and stuck his tongue into all the corners of my mouth as his hands felt my breasts and hips. The weight of his arms alone prevented me from moving. I tried pushing my tongue to his, and I kissed back. He picked me up and we rolled around the bed.

              As frightened as I was, I actually felt turned on. Jake was making me spasm and writhe in pleasure from his kisses and touches. He sucked my throat, tasted my nipples, and slathered my labia. I hadn’t had such a phenomenal lover in years. He obviously knew everything that he was doing, unlike most clueless guys I hooked up with.

              I was so horny that I didn’t even notice myself peeing out of excitement. Jake didn’t seem to mind. He got up, his face drenched with my urine, and smiled widely.

              “I liked that,” he cooed. “I think we’re ready for more.”

              Right after finishing, he grabbed my thighs and spread them apart so that my pussy was completely accessible to his cock. I finally got a good look at it, and I almost screamed. I’ve heard plenty of people describe penises as footlongs, but Jake actually had one that literally matched the description. It sure looked like it was nearly twelve inches, and the girth was nothing to sneeze at either. I had serious doubts about whether or not it could fit inside me.

              Jake obviously didn’t care. He rammed his cock directly into my folds and grunted in enjoyment. I let out my bottled-up cries and tried to catch my breath. Jake pounded without stopping, firing off all my vaginal nerves. His mouth stayed busy exploring my throat and face, and I screamed constantly into his mouth as our tongues wrestled. He sucked, and his hips rocked and rutted my pussy. I looked down and couldn’t believe that over half of his dick was inside of me.

              I let Jake hold my thighs and lift me as he pleased. He moaned and groaned joyfully, and I did my best to match his pace. It was useless. The stamina of this guy was incredible. He was, by far, the best lover I’ve ever had, and the scariest too. I seriously worried that his penis would tear me apart, and I thought that I would die from bleeding when he penetrated my anus. My screams must have been heard on the entire ship.

              We tried all sorts of positions, and I came at least six times. Jake sprayed torrents of cum inside of me, and shot cum over my face, breasts, and back. I almost passed out from all that sex, but just as I was about to, Jake fired his final volley onto my belly.

              “I’m done with you for now,” he panted. “Let me see if your friend is as good you are. You did pretty well for your first time.”

              I couldn’t even get up. Jake wiped me with a towel and lifted me out of the room. He carried me back to the lounge, and both of us were still naked and wet with sperm and sweat.

              I was vaguely conscious when Jake set me down on a couch. I could barely hear him picking up Sabina, and out of my eyes weighed down by cum, I saw them walking back. I finally nodded off.

              I slept a bit, but I felt a painful kick to my side. I forced my eyes open and saw that it was McKenna. Even after what I went through, this bitch wouldn’t give me a break.

              “Who do you work for?” she barked.

              I was in no mood to fight. “Leave me alone,” I muttered. I feebly moved my arms to swat her away.

              She grabbed my arms and twisted them. The pain was awful. “Who are you working for?”She repeated. “I can always smell a lie. I know you and Tara are here for more than riding my master’s dick. Are you spying for a cartel? Are you in the CIA? Who are you?” she demanded.

              I kicked her in the stomach, which made her angrier. She slapped me and I reeled from the sting. The pain of her hand on my face was worse than I imagined it would be.

              She landed a few more blows, then let go of me. “Keep up this game, slut. It won’t save you. I promise you that I’ll find out why you’re really trying to join us. No one’s stupid enough to intentionally find us.” She spat on my face and stomped away. I was too worn out to counter her.