The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams Series by Krista Lakes

Just when things look they can't get any worse for poor Tracy, a car accident leaves her with a new pile of bills. But the accident has also given her the power to enter dreams, including those of billionaire playboy Mr. Paul Hayes. Will Tracy be able to transform from a timid waitress into the woman of the billionaire's dreams? This 5500 word story is Chapter One of "The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams"... moreJust when things look they can't get any worse for poor Tracy, a car accident leaves her with a new pile of bills. But the accident has also given her the power to enter dreams, including those of billionaire playboy Mr. Paul Hayes. Will Tracy be able to transform from a timid waitress into the woman of the billionaire's dreams? This 5500 word story is Chapter One of "The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams". ------------------------------------------------- Sure enough, at about the same time as usual, Mr. Hayes showed up. This time he had a buxom blonde with him, wearing a dress that showed off all that she had to offer. He was wearing his usual suit, and he smiled when he saw Tracy. Tracy smiled at the two of them and showed the two of them to their table. Mr. Hayes started to look over the wine list while his bimbo went to the bathroom. “So,” he said without looking up from the wine menu. “Have you thought over my offer?” It was clear from his body language that he expected another refusal. “Yes, I have,” she said. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Here goes nothing. “If you want me, you'll get up and walk out of here right now with me.” He looked up at her, puzzled, then looked back down at the menu. “That's pretty funny, sweetheart. If you didn't notice, I brought a date with me. But, if you're interested, maybe the three of us...” She cut him off right there. “If you want me, ever, you'll leave this woman at the restaurant and walk out the door with me. This is a one-time offer.” For a moment he seemed taken aback. He was clearly not used to being talked to this way, and she could tell that he almost came back with an angry response. But then, he took a look down her body, nodded his head and stood up. As they walked quickly to the exit, he put his strong hand on her back, guiding her past the line of people at the door. The sensation sent a tingle down her spine, and she knew that this was going to be a great experience after all. Luckily, thought Tracy as they stepped into the warm summer evening, the only employee who saw them leave was the doorman. When the bimbo came back from the bathroom, and when her manager found out she had walked out on a Friday, there would be hell to pay. This was going to be worth it, though... less

Just when things look they can't get any worse for poor Tracy, a car accident leaves her with a new pile of bills. But the accident has also given her the power to enter dreams, including those of billionaire playboy Mr. Paul Hayes... moreJust when things look they can't get any worse for poor Tracy, a car accident leaves her with a new pile of bills. But the accident has also given her the power to enter dreams, including those of billionaire playboy Mr. Paul Hayes. Will Tracy be able to transform from a timid waitress into the woman of the billionaire's dreams? This 15000 words story includes light bdsm, teasing, playing with a rich man's heart, a budding romance, and three steamy sex scenes concluding with an explosive finish! --------------------------------------- He came in, right next to her, and moved in for a kiss. She let him take it, kissing him back for a few moments, before pushing him away. “Let’s get one thing straight, Mr. Hayes. I am not one of your bimbos that you can use up and throw away. If you think you’ve got an easy lay coming your way, you are mistaken.” Again, he looked a little crestfallen, but she could see the way it turned him on. She decided to go with it. She unbuttoned a couple buttons from her blouse, and he eagerly looked at her black bra. “We are going to have some fun tonight, but on my terms. If you start to get out of line, I am going to reel you back in. If you get way out of control, then this is over and you’ll never touch me again. If you keep going from there…” She gestured around. “There are several cameras in this restaurant, and I know where each of them are. In addition, I’ve installed one of my own, and it’s been running all night, streaming to a friend of mine’s computer. It’s shown you watching me all night, touching me, and helping me clean up. It’ll also pick up whatever you do here tonight.” He went pale, leaning back against the table. “It’s encrypted, so he won’t be able to watch it or copy it. If you do things to me that I don’t want, I’ll release the file and the password to the media. However, if you manage to continue to please me tonight, then the file and the hard drive it’s been printed on will be yours.” He still looked stunned. “Why are you doing all this?” he asked. She looked him dead in the eye. “You’re a very dangerous man, Mr. Hayes. Not only are you physically able to assault me, but you’re able to buy your way out of most trouble. So far, you’ve been willing to please me, but, like most men…” she paused for effect. “…You could change your mind.” She walked toward him, put her hand on his chest, and kissed him. It was the first kiss that she had given him without prompting, and he seemed like he was instantly back in the mood. They kissed for a few moments more, and she pulled away and whispered in his ear. “Forget about the cameras for now. You’ve begun to please me, and I can see things going your way for the rest of the night...” less

The long-awaited sequel to Krista Lakes' story "The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams"! Tracy has positioned herself as billionaire Paul Hayes' woman, successfully taking control of his social life and paying off all her bills. However, when a young woman from from his past threatens to steal him away, Tracy finds herself in less control than she thought... moreThe long-awaited sequel to Krista Lakes' story "The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams"! Tracy has positioned herself as billionaire Paul Hayes' woman, successfully taking control of his social life and paying off all her bills. However, when a young woman from from his past threatens to steal him away, Tracy finds herself in less control than she thought. Will she let Jenna take away everything she's worked so hard for, including the man she increasingly finds herself falling for? This 18k word story includes teasing, dancing, and two women competing to give a lucky billionaire all he could ever ask for. More importantly, it includes the continuing romance of the Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams! ------------------------------------------- "I have an important business meeting in seventeen minutes. You're more important than the meeting, but I should call ahead if I'm going to be late," Hayes said. "And why, Mr. Hayes, would you be late?" Tracy said, teasingly, in between kisses. "Well, I wanted to show you exactly who I'd like to go to the dance with," he said. Tracy looked thoughtful. "Gee, I'm not sure if Jenna Tice can make it here in seventeen minutes." Hayes looked hurt for a moment, so Tracy followed with. "I, on the other hand, will be more than happy to let you apologize for wanting to see her." Hayes gave her a smile, but it was a strained smile. "Don't let it turn into this. John Tice is an old friend of mine. This company would not exist, and I literally would not be the man I am today, if not for him. It would be my privilege to escort his daughter around. She doesn't hold a candle to you. You're more of a woman than she'll ever be. You're the one that I want to please." Tracy couldn't help but smile. She knew the words were true, but it was always nice to hear them. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Then please me." Hayes grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. "James? I'm going to run a little over with some damage control. Hand out the packets and let everyone know to have the details on page six memorized by the time I get there." He hung up without waiting for a response and threw his cell phone back in his pocket. "Damage control? Is that code for some depraved sexual act?" Tracy asked teasingly. Mr. Hayes looked at her with a smirk. "Why? What did you have in mind?" less

"It would please me if you would gave me something that I have always wanted..." Tracy had nothing but high hopes for the restaurant that she was opening with Mr. Paul Hayes, the billionaire whose dreams she could enter. But even with the billionaire's money backing her lofty goals, she finds herself having a tough time with everything that opening a restaurant entails. It's almost as if someone is deliberately sabotaging her. "You know I would buy you anything you want, Tracy.. more"It would please me if you would gave me something that I have always wanted..." Tracy had nothing but high hopes for the restaurant that she was opening with Mr. Paul Hayes, the billionaire whose dreams she could enter. But even with the billionaire's money backing her lofty goals, she finds herself having a tough time with everything that opening a restaurant entails. It's almost as if someone is deliberately sabotaging her. "You know I would buy you anything you want, Tracy..." In addition, she finds herself increasingly attracted to the new chef, Gordon Baxter. The sexual tension around the new business begins to start to tempt her. "It's not always something that you can just go out and buy, my love..." As if that weren't enough, she seems to have lost the ability to enter dreams, and her own dreams are becoming increasingly frightening. "Then, what is it? You know that I will give you anything..." When Tracy seems to lose control of everything in her life, will Mr. Hayes be there to catch her when she falls? Will Tracy be able to figure out who is meddling with her restaurant, and will the couple be able to stop them? Just then, Gordon came back around the corner with a tart pan. "Ready for desert?" Tracy glanced over to Mr. Hayes. He nodded. "Oh, yeah. I'm ready..." less