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At seven o’clock on a Saturday night, Tiara found herself entering the main ballroom of the Grand Valley Resort. If she hadn’t gone to a predominantly white college, she might have found herself intimidated being surrounded by all of these white people. But that is something that you get used to growing up in Colorado. Sometimes you were the minority amongst the majority. You either sucked it up and dealt with it or you buried your head in the sand.
She knew she looked good, so she glided into the ballroom in her black and white floor length gown. She decided that she needed to make a statement. The left side of her dress was black while the right side was white. The spaghetti strapped creation was decorated with black onyx jewel flowers flowing down the black strap to the top of her breast. The same jewels repeated down the front of her gown between her breasts for about three inches, making any additional neck jewelry unnecessary. The slit that went mid-thigh down the front of her dress gave a glimpse of her smooth brown skin when she walked. Her golden tresses had been arranged into an intricate knot at the top of her head, completing the elegant outfit.
Her gaze calmly searched the ballroom, noting people staring at her. Yep, definitely a minority.
A wide smile crossed her red-drenched lips at the sight of Jordan moving his way through the crowd towards her. She watched in curiosity as he brushed off several people trying to get his attention. He didn’t stop until he was standing directly in front of her. It wasn’t until this moment that Tiara realized that he stood several inches taller than her. Her sexual fascination with him at their last meeting had blinded her to that aspect of his body.
Both his hands came up to lightly clasp her on each side of her head, his mouth firmly planted on her, his tongues sliding uninhibited into her mouth at her gasp. She moaned lightly at the taste of him. Whiskey and man. His unique taste. One hand slid down her body to firmly plant itself on her ass, pulling her tightly against his erection. She knew from that simple touch that he was ready for business. She wished she ignored his order not to wear panties. The last thing she needed to do was leave a wet spot on the back of her dress alerting the world to her desire for this man.
His mouth slowly lifted from hers. Her eyes drifted open to stare into his whiskey brown ones. He gently squeezed her ass. “I am glad you followed my instructions for no underwear, Pet.” His intimate tone a secret between the two of them.
“You can call me, Tiara.” She dazedly informed him.
“No, that is a name for the rest of the world. You are mine.” He stepped back from her tucking her hand into his elbow as he escorted her further into the ballroom, ignoring the people who had watched him greet her with the sizzling hot kiss. “Come with me, I want you to meet some of my friends.”
She quietly walked with him through the crowd. She was pleasantly surprised when he led her over to a mixed group of men and women who were laughing and talking by the bar.
“Tiara, I would like for you to meet some of my friends.” She loved the sound of his deep voice and how it made her pussy quiver. She was so in tuned to the tone that she almost missed the words that he was saying.
“Wait? What?” She turned back to the tall black-haired man with a pair of sexy blue eyes and the beautiful black woman standing next to him. “Jericho Ryder? The owner of Club Envy?” She was stunned. She wasn’t in the presences of regular people playing dress up. She was with some billionaires. She meant “BILLIONAIRE.” Jericho Ryder had been on the cover of more financial magazines than anyone they had studied in business management school. His outside of the box thinking and diverse money management strategies had propelled him from having nothing to being at the top of the world. Women around the world had cried when he got married several years ago. She looked at the elegant woman standing next to him. That must be his wife.
“Yes, guilty as charged.” He gave her a rueful smile before turning to the woman at his side. “This is my wife, Kellista.” He introduced her.
“Nice to meet you,” Tiara breathlessly greeted them.
“Oh, I am so excited to meet you. We must chat later.” Kellista warmly greeted Tiara.
Before she could say anything, else Jordan was introducing the next couple, “This is my friend Dr. Sebastian Croft and his wife, Dr. Alyvia Winter.” They both laughed at the confused look Tiara must have not hidden very well.
“Yes, we are married even though our last names are different.” Dr. Winter explained. “We work in the same place, and so we can’t have two Dr. Croft. It would be too confusing in an emergency. So, when we got married, I kept my old name. The only downside is I have to warn all of the vultures off of my husband.” She gave Tiara a feral grin. Sebastian Croft was a hunk of burning gorgeousness, but there was no way she would want to tangle with Alyvia.
“I would like you to meet my cousin Brad Coopersmith the fourth and his wife Hollidae and my cousin Roman Fitzgerald Hemingway the third. You will meet his wife Kamiya later, she is busy with the fundraiser.” He explained.
Tiara sucked in her breath. It was one thing to be meeting friends, but Jordan had just introduced her to his family. He was a guy. So, he must not understand the implication of what the hell he just did. Introduction to family took things way beyond a hookup. It went from the realm of a booty call into the murky waters of a relationship.
She wasn’t ready for a relationship. Hell, she didn’t even know Jordan’s last name. She didn’t know what he did for a living. For all, she knew he could be selling ass on the black market. Her breathing increased as each of these thoughts skated through her head. She was in danger of hyperventilating.
Jordan was more in-tuned with her than she thought. She felt his hand slide down her back, petting the bare skin there. Soothing her as if he read the panic in her thoughts and knew she was about to bolt. She needed to get away from him for a second, to breathe so she could get herself under control. She tilted her head up to whisper an excuse in his ear.
“I am going to go to the ladies’ room,” She felt him give a slight nod as he continued his conversation with his cousins. He turned to brush his lips across hers. She didn’t know what to make of such affection in front of his family. She took a quick peek at them to find them all grinning at her.
Tiara felt something slide into her hand. She automatically closed her fingers around even as she looked down to see that Jordan had slid a small velvet bag into her hand.
“Open it in the bathroom.” He whispered to her.
Tiara hurried away. Curiosity riding her to find out what was in the bag.
She entered the bathroom, relieved to find it empty. She entered one of the stalls far from the door. She quickly pulled the drawstring on the bag opened. She pulled out a small note that had been tucked inside with the velvet bundle.
As a reward for not wearing any underwear, I bought you a special pair.
J
She pulled out the black softness.
OH MY GOD.
