Chained to the Billionaire
Chapter 51

Scott

Tokyo, Japan

Scott placed the phone on the bedside table and raised his head back as he stared up at the ceiling. He sighed, disappointed he wasn't involved in the operation with James and Matt back in Las Vegas. He'd love to take down one or two or maybe ten or twenty of the Mexican gang. How he wished he was there. Yet again...

He flicked his eyes to the young woman in bed beside him. Shit! But she was a pretty little thing. Short dark hair, slanted brown eyes, pale skin, and exquisite body. Her features told him she was mix-blooded of Caucasian and Asian. She had been a virgin when he took her only half an hour ago.

Scott had never taken a virgin to bed before and most likely will never again. The thought of taking an inexperienced girl to have sex with just wasn't his thing. He liked experienced girls who could go all out-the hard-out, vigorous fucking that lasted all night. But this one was different. She presented herself to him in the dark street, asking him if he wanted to buy her body for the night.

One look at that face-who the fuck could resist? Even when he had thought at first she was a young male, dressed in boy jeans and a sweater and hoodie. Scott loved to experiment, after all, and had never minded if his bed partner was a male or female.

It was only when he had glimpsed the exquisite female body once they were in his hotel room did he realize she was a young woman, fully grown and ripe for the picking.

Yes. Scott could never resist such a pretty face and such an enticing offer. And yes, he'd fuck her again and again tonight until he was sated. Yet he knew in his guts his desire could never be satisfied where this beauty was concerned. Damn! He was so going to miss her after he'd left for America. Just as that thought came, he felt a twist of something empty and painful in the core of his heart. He immediately slammed the emotions shut, however, because he didn't want to analyze it. It was too painful to try to understand such bothersome feelings.

He didn't want to be like Matt and James in finding someone who so fascinated him that he'd lose his perspective on everything else. He knew Matt had already lost his perspective on things because of Andy. And James? Scott knew his brother was heading that way, too, because of Mia. They had only just met, for fuck's sake.

No. Scott wasn't going to be like either James or Matt. He was never going to lose his heart and his head for another person. Not now and will never again. Because fucking hell, it hurt like a bitch. It had almost driven him insane about five years ago, and in the process, James had nearly lost his life for saving his ass, this dickhead of a brother too.

Now? Well, there was no doubt Scott loved women. But those women, they were merely an amusement for him, a toy of sorts for this dark billionaire playboy. He enjoyed being with them. He relished the hot, wild sex with them. But that was all. Just the physical contact-his hard cock inside her tight, moist pussy, his craving tongue inside her hot mouth, and his lips against hers while he vigorously fucked her. There was no emotional connection involved whatsoever. Scott liked it that way, and he would keep it that way until his last breath on this earth.

He returned his attention to the young woman beside him, noting her silky dark hair and exquisite face. She had long lashes that fanned over her eyes seductively. Her breathing was even, informing him she was deep in her slumber. Gently he brushed the long bangs out of her face and then caressed her cheek. He wondered who she was and why she'd offered her body to him for hire for the night.

Why him? Why not any other man on the streets?

He knew from experience she wasn't a prostitute. But if she'd just started the profession and he was her first client, that would be a different story.

Instantly a jab of something akin to pity stung his heart. She looked young and innocent. If he had to guess her age, he'd say she was around nineteen. Twenty, tops.

What drove her to take up this vocation? He could just imagine she'd have to be in a very dire situation to even think about selling her body.

Scott snorted. What else could there be apart from something to do with money? Wasn't it the easiest and fastest way to obtain that most-sought commodity? Yet again he admired her for having the courage to even step into such a dark and disturbing industry. Why? Because everyone needed money to survive in this bullshit world, and not everyone was born with a silver spoon in his mouth like he and his brothers were.

But never mind about that. It was her business and none of his. He knew not to meddle in other people's lives where he wasn't needed. It was a waste of his time, energy, and resources. Now he'd just enjoy the moment with her until the sun rose in this wonderful metropolis of Tokyo.

Scott pulled the duvet away from her body, revealing her slim, willowy frame that would drive any man into a sexual frenzy. He kissed her lips gently as his hand moved down to her breast and cupped the soft flesh. She fit perfectly there, and Scott liked things that fit him perfectly. Speaking of which... He moved his hand down to her pussy and started stroking.

The girl woke with a start, her light-brown eyes large as she stared up at him in both confusion and fear.

Fuck! That was what he hated. The fear he witnessed in inexperienced girls' eyes. Normally, when he did this sort of intimate thing to willing, experienced girls, they'd smile gleefully and go for another round of hard-core sex. He'd be banging her until the bed rocked with them. But with inexperienced virgins like this one, it screwed up his expectation and his enjoyment.

But shit! He simply didn't care at the moment. He wanted her, and he'd have her. It didn't matter to him that she was a bit scared of him and that she was so fucking clueless about sex and how to please him. He had paid for her body for the night, and he'd take full advantage of that. He'd fuck her until he had appeased his sexual craving.

"Scott-san?" she asked tentatively as she gazed off to a point just behind him.

Fuck. Her voice was a complete turn-on. Soft, husky, and sweet, with a hint of a Japanese accent.

"What's the problem?" he asked, noting she was completely avoiding making eye contact with him.

"You..." She licked her lip. "You already did sex to me."

Scott smiled slyly. Damn, aye? Who knew English as a second language could be so fucking sexy? The sentence structure was all wrong but still adoringly sensual.

"I did do sex to you, didn't I?" He intended his words to be sort of teasing, but again, she was so clueless she was fucking cute.

She nodded furiously. "You did do sex to me... and now I must go. It is already late. It is not good to stay out late."

Scott corrected her. "Early in the morning, sweetheart. It's two a. m."

She nodded again furiously. "Yes. Yes. Very early and very late... I must go."

Oh no. Scott wouldn't just have her gone like that. No fucking way. "I've bought you for the night, remember?"

She stared up at him blankly.

There, he thought, lost in translation. It was a turn-on. How could a girl be this adorable? Seriously?

"The night, sweetheart. The whole night," he said clearly.

"But," she protested, "you already did sex to me."

Scott chuckled. "The whole night," he said again. "That means I can do more sex to you, as many times as I like, for the whole night."

Scott noted her body shaking at his proclamation. Then there was something else that sparked an interest in him. A sort of dilemma played about her features, as if she were weighing the pros and cons, as if she were trying to figure out something.

Suddenly the innocent look appeared again as she asked, "Is...is that how it works?"

He nodded. "Now open your lovely mouth for me."

"I... I didn't know," she said, a hint of frustration in her voice. "That that's how it worked. You already did sex to me."

Scott had enough. The more she spoke, the more turned on he was. That accent was going to make his cock burst any moment now.

Without further ado, he slammed his mouth against hers and kissed her passionately as he inserted himself into her.

The girl gasped at the instant contact, and when he began to ride her, thrusting into her furiously, she clung to him for dear life.