The Billionaire’s Tentacles (Alien Breeding BBW Erotic Romance) by Cherry Dare

The Billionaire's Tentacles
    By Cherry Dare
    Copyright 2012 Cherry
Dare
    All Rights Reserved
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    Getting an interview with
billionaire Hayden Kane was the chance of a lifetime. The reclusive businessman
got named "Bachelor of the Year" every year, like clockwork. But magazines
usually had to resort to recycling the same old news and the same old photos,
since he rarely made public appearances.
    I didn't know why he'd allowed a
small-time journalist like me to interview him, but I was thrilled to get the
opportunity. I tried not to let a silly grin spread across my face as I sat
down across from him in his luxurious office.
    Since he had refused to allow me to
take any photos, I took him in with my eyes, memorizing every detail. He was
tall and fit, with muscular shoulders and a fine, tight ass that his tailored
suit showed off to perfection. His sleek black hair and icy blue eyes added to
his aura of command and dominance, but his luscious lips suggested that he
really was as wild in bed as the gossip claimed.
    I wondered what it would be like to
have those lips kissing mine. I imagined his hot tongue trailing downward, from
my belly to my hot pussy. I imagined it flicking between my tender folds, then
probing inward...
    "You have ten minutes," Mr. Kane
said coolly. "That's more than I give most reporters."
    He took an antique gold stop-watch
from a drawer of his mahogany desk. It clinked down on the polished wood. He
clicked the timer. "Begin."
    His intense gaze sent a shiver of
nervousness through my belly. I was once again self-conscious about the
generous curves of my body. A famous billionaire like Mr. Kane had his pick of
stick-insect supermodels and anorexic actresses. In fact, those were the only
types of women he ever dated. Some men liked women like me, with my voluptuous
hips and breasts and ass, but I must be unattractive to this wealthy, powerful man.
    I hit the button on my tape
recorder with a trembling finger. "Mr. Kane, the whole world is curious about
your habit of retreating to your private island every July, and refusing to
allow anyone to see you. You don't even let your household staff see you in
person. What do you do there?"
    His laser-sharp focus on me
dissipated. I had clearly bored him. "The whole world knows the answer to that
question. I like to take some time to clear my mind in solitude, and come up
with new ideas."
    I watched him carefully as I sprang
my trap, eager to see if I could crack that famous cool with the information
I'd uncovered. "Why do you give all your female staff vacation time for July?"
    Those ice-blue eyes blinked. I had
rattled him! "It's their summer vacation."
    I pressed him. "Why only the women?
Why break it up by gender?"
    The cool façade returned. But now I
knew it was only a facade. He leaned back in his leather armchair. "Coincidence.
Nothing more."
    "Are you gay?" I asked.
    He smiled, but there was no warmth
in his eyes. "Being unmarried does not mean that I'm gay. As the entire world
knows, I love women. And as you no doubt know from reading the tabloids, Miss
Carey, the women who have kissed and told had no complaints about my
performance."
    It was true. One of them had used
the phrase, "The best fuck of my entire life." The rest of them had agreed in
more delicate terms.
    "Are you bisexual?" I inquired.
    He laughed, this time with what
sounded like genuine amusement. "You look as if you hope that I am."
    "If you are, admitting it to me
would make my career," I agreed cheerfully. "Are you?"
    I imagined those sensual lips
encircling another man's cock, licking and sucking, his blue eyes closed and
his head thrown back in wanton lust. My nipples hardened at the image.
    Mr. Kane gave me a wicked glance
from beneath his long black eyelashes. It sent a tingle through my whole body.
"Are you fantasizing right now about me having sex with a man?"
    I was caught off-guard. Hot blood
rose beneath my skin, and spread over my chest and face. It felt as