Naughty Nikki: A Billionaire Romance

Naughty Nikki: A Billionaire Romance

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It was only meant to be a one-time, one-night solution to ONE problem. Okay, that's a lie. There are two problems: #1) I'm broke. Through no fault of my own, other than I fell down a rabbit hole so deep, I'm now buried in my sister's debt—with my name, Nikki St. Claire, stamped across it. #2) I honestly need a reprieve from my overly mundane, personal life. So when I stumble upon a highly exclusive and extremely secretive auction, I'm both intrigued and potentially saved, given I've left no "box" of what I'll do unchecked on the interview questionnaire, which exponentially increases the reserve that's set on me. Only thing is… The man who buys me turns out to be Jameson Richards. A drool-worthy billionaire bachelor. Also… My boss. How we got this tangled up in each other is a story unto itself. What we do once I accept his one-night contract is a tale riddled with lust and love.

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Chapter One

Indicate the sexual activities you consent to participate in (check all that apply).Oh. My. God.I’m actually doing this.I stare at the questionnaire on my cell phone, thinking there’s no way in hell I can do this!Then I quickly remind myself… There’s no way in hell I can avoid doing this!I have the insinuated you owe us money and we’ll break kneecaps to ensure we’re paid evidence burned into my brain to back this up, in the form of a typed note that more blatantly declares: “You have until Christmas Day, 9 pm.”That’s it. That’s all. No exceptions and no negotiations. No phone number for me to beg and plead for additional time. ‘Cause five days isn’t going to cut it for me. Not when it comes to the amount of cash I’m required to hand over to save said kneecaps. And they’re not just mine…A part of me wants to scream. A part of me wants to strangle my older sister Ria for… Well. For a lot of things, in addition to this hellacious debt she’s incurred, for which I’ve dutifully assum

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72 Chapters

Chapter One

Indicate the sexual activities you consent to participate in (check all that apply).Oh. My. God.I’m actually doing this.I stare at the questionnaire on my cell phone, thinking there’s no way in hell I can do this!Then I quickly remind myself… There’s no way in hell I can avoid doing this!I have the insinuated you owe us money and we’ll break kneecaps to ensure we’re paid evidence burned into my brain to back this up, in the form of a typed note that more blatantly declares: “You have until Christmas Day, 9 pm.”That’s it. That’s all. No exceptions and no negotiations. No phone number for me to beg and plead for additional time. ‘Cause five days isn’t going to cut it for me. Not when it comes to the amount of cash I’m required to hand over to save said kneecaps. And they’re not just mine…A part of me wants to scream. A part of me wants to strangle my older sister Ria for… Well. For a lot of things, in addition to this hellacious debt she’s incurred, for which I’ve dutifully assum
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Chapter Two

I immediately reach for the glass of champagne that’s been poured for me in my “dressing room.”I’ve been scrubbed and buffed and polished to within an inch of my life, and under the silk robe I’m wearing, my breasts are ridiculously plumped up and spilling over the scalloped edges of my white-lace and sparkly-silver demi bra, with a dainty, deceptively innocent baby blue satin ribbon poised in the valley of the rounded inner swells. A matching thong, white thigh-high stockings and stunning, skyscraping white pumps, bejeweled with Swarovski crystals and mini ostrich feathers, complete the ensemble.I have no idea how many billionaires (or close-to-being billionaires) I’ll be prancing in front of, but given this is the eighth annual auction, I venture to guess it’s a successful enough event to garner global interest.Unfortunately for me, I’ve no real way to prepare myself for the evening ahead. I don’t have a clue as to what sort of kink sheiks, prodigal sons, heirs to empires or angs
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Chapter Three

I walk toward the sofa, my long legs crisscrossing one over the other. I perch myself on the arm and toe off my six-inch heels. I cross my legs and lean forward, giving a full visual of my overflowing breasts.I spare a glance at my timeclock, watching it quickly countdown, because there’s another round of women who will replace the six of us within minutes.I stand and go straight for the bolder, more daring moves. I toss my long, blown-out chestnut hair over one shoulder, place a knee on the cushion of the far end of the settee and prop an elbow on the rolled arm for support as my other arm reaches around behind me.I smack my bare ass, quite soundly, so that it echoes in this small space and hopefully resonates beyond.The sting certainly radiates throughout my entire body, and I have no doubt I’ve left a red mark on my pale cheek.This is the extreme I have to go to—and I’m more than willing to do so.I slip two fingers beneath the delicate lace of my thong and stroke my cleft. Al
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Chapter Four

How I arrived at the “auction house” earlier is precisely how I leave. Micah has blindfolded me and escorted me to what must be a service elevator, capable of descending directly to the underground parking garage without making a single stop along the way.He helps me into the back of a spacious vehicle, and we’re whisked away. I have no idea in what part of Manhattan we’re in, what building we’ve just left—or where we’re headed.There is a natural hesitancy running through my veins. All this secrecy and cloak-and-dagger mysteriousness tweaks my nerves. I grasp it’s necessary, though. I’m not supposed to be able to retell this story to anyone else, with any amount of detail. Not that I could do that, anyway, without having my ass sued off. I signed a non-disclosure agreement. What happens with the Kinky Kringles Christmas Auction stays within the institution of the Kinky Kringles Christmas Auction.Perhaps that’s the other reason I’m on pins and needles. Kinky Kringles… What the hell
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Chapter Five

It’s not his ominous words that jolt me straight to the core.It’s his voice.My gaze snaps up—and connects with his, in the reflection of the glistening windowpanes.My jaw drops. There is no preventing this, uncouth as it is. My eyes widen.He’s standing all the way across the room, but as with every single workday, I can feel his commanding presence, taking up space, filling it, heating it. I can smell the faint tinge of his imported cologne—from the Oman region, no less—mixed with his innate virility. No, the latter shouldn’t have a scent associated with it. With this man, however… It naturally exudes from him.My heart is lodged in my throat so that I can’t pull in a steady stream of air.Nor can I form a coherent sentence. Not that that’s relevant. I can’t speak around the lump clogging my esophagus to say more than one word: “You.”He gives a slight nod of his head, though his sinfully delicious, melted chocolate gaze doesn’t waver.His eyes are so rich and swoon-worthy, it’s a
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Chapter Six

His gaze holds mine again, unfalteringly. Only this time, his eyes do something I’ve never witnessed before. They smolder.So sensuously, so scorchingly, so…beseechingly.My breath catches in my throat.The tingle along my clit is now an incessant cry for him to touch me, to taste me, to take me places I’ve never gone before.Oh, Jesus, I want nothing more than to close the small gap between us and feel my curves meld to his defined sinew. Tilt my head and let his mouth crash over mine.I’d used the moniker for this evening as a play on the name of the auction. If “kinky” was what drew attention, then I’d follow that lead. Currently, however…I don’t need to present the illusion of an erotically naughty side of me. There’s no illusion at all—a wickedly wild part of me is emerging with every breath I take.I absently deposit my flute on top of the chessboard—somewhat symbolical, I’d say, though I hadn’t planned that. It was just a convenient resting spot. I tug the sash at my waist so
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Chapter Seven

I force myself not to shoot a pleading look Jameson’s way. This is now his game. Like Lisa, Amber and Alex, I’m a mere pawn, completely at his disposal, to do as he wishes as he moves us around his chessboard. Or, more accurately, what I surmise will be an imaginary Twister board.While we’d left my coat on the floor in the anteroom, I’m still wearing the lingerie. I don’t make an attempt to divest myself of anything, just follow the direction given and settle myself on the luxe comforter that feels like heaven beneath me. I concentrate on this, rather than the fact that Lisa reaches for my right arm and lifts it upward and toward a post, where she collects a blue-satin-padded cuff and secures my wrist.Pretty Blonde Amber swoops in on my left and repeats the process. Of course, I’m inclined to pull on the thin chains, to test them.Yeah, they’re the real deal. I’m not freeing myself.Which begs the question: “Shouldn’t I have a safe word?”Jameson’s brow crooks, quizzically. “What do
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Chapter Eight

Lisa maneuvers herself so she’s between my legs. Alex positions himself behind Amber, still kneeling on the bed and toying playfully with my nipple, the tip of her tongue flitting faintly, then fluttering more diligently, so both peaks remain taut and tingly.Alex places his hands on Amber’s ass. Lisa mutters, “Spread her wide.” Then his mouth is on Amber.“Yes…” she whispers. “Oh, God, yes… Eat my pussy. Make me come.”Lisa spreads my lower lips as well. “So pretty and pink. So swollen.” A soft moan escapes her.She holds me open with a forefinger and thumb. Her other index finger gingerly glides along my glistening flesh. She penetrates my opening with that single digit. Then adds a second. She strokes slowly. My teeth sink into my bottom lip, barely stemming a needy whimper.This distracts Amber. She steadies herself on one forearm pressed to the mattress and her other hand skates along the groove of my midsection, down to my apex. The pads of her fingers rub my clit in a circular
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Chapter Nine

I open my eyes once again and Jameson has settled back in his tall chair. He crosses his legs, so casually, so nonchalantly. He sips his scotch.But a dark, seductive look is glowing in his melted brown eyes, and all I can think is… The man is plotting how he’s going to make me come… Even harder.That’s not exactly what happens next, though.He gives me a few more minutes to return to myself. To pull in breaths that aren’t skittering down my esophagus and burning my lungs. To mentally process that I have, indeed, just been the main course in a sexual feeding frenzy.Interestingly, I’m wondering if Jameson was waiting, the entire time he watched, for me to cry uncle and use my safe word. I find it nearly impossible to believe that he’d think I’d fully consent to an orgy, let people I don’t even know touch me, fuck me.Surely, studious and tightly wound me, when at work, has never given off the vibe that I would put myself up for auction and check every box on the list that designates w
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Chapter Ten

I tamp down a groan.Can’t he just take the high road and pretend that all I want is hot sex with a stranger?Okay, in this case, it was hot sex with three strangers. Still. Why can’t he kill me with embarrassment, rather than torment me with a dangerous reality I can only escape if he follows through on his end, if I satisfy him enough so that he enters that very final Transaction Completed status on the app?Because he’s fucking Jameson Richards.And I am his assistant.He’s going to dig until he’s mollified.Yet another thing I know about this man.Since there’s really no evading him—not only because I’m in a tub, but also given he’s not one to permit avoidance—I don’t bother trying. I give it to him straight, despite being in such a vulnerable spot and hating like hell that I have to admit to the beartrap I stepped in. The one I set, if you think about it…What I do have control over, at this juncture, is that I don’t have to make eye contact with him as I divulge my dark, dirty s
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