Page 36 of Grumpy Alien Billionaire

The apartment falls quiet after her door shuts, save for the faint snores of Chop Suey drifting from Cindy’s room. I sink into the couch, my fingers drumming restlessly on my knee. My mind drifts to Lanz, to the way he looks at me like I’m the only thing in the room, the way his hands feel on my skin, the way he makes me feel like I’m not just Tyler—I’mhisTyler.

It’s ridiculous, really, how much he’s changed me. A month ago, I was just a dog groomer who spent her nights reading spicy romance novels and wondering if I’d ever find someone who made me feel the way those heroes made their heroines feel. And now? Now I’m here, waiting for a car to pick me up so I can spend the night with a seven-foot-tall alien who somehow manages to be both terrifying and the sweetest person I’ve ever met.

I glance at the phone. The car should be here soon. My stomach twists with anticipation, a mix of excitement and something deeper, something I’m not quite ready to name. I’ve never been one to rush into things, but with Lanz, it feels different. Like I’m not rushing at all—like this is exactly where I’m supposed to be.

My phone buzzes on the coffee table, and I practically lunge for it. Lanz’s name lights up the screen, and my heart skips a beat. I swipe open the message.

Your ride will be here within the hour. There’s a package waiting outside your door.

I’m on my feet before I even finish reading. A package? My mind races—more chocolates? Jewelry? Something extravagant, knowing him. I pad to the door, barefoot, and swing it open.There it is: a flat, satin-covered box, sleek and unassuming. No clues, no labels, just a silent promise of something… interesting.

I scoop it up, the weight light but the anticipation heavy. Back inside, I set it on the couch and hover over it for a moment, my fingers tingling. I lift the lid, and my breath catches.

The red teddy is the first thing I see, the fabric so soft it feels like liquid under my fingertips. It’s daring, with strategic cutouts that make my cheeks flush just imagining wearing it. Beneath it, a pair of leather bow ankle bracelets—adorable and sexy at the same time. But it’s the last item that stops me cold.

A sleek, silicone-covered vibrator, elegant and mysterious. I pick it up, turning it over in my hands. No buttons, no controls, nothing. How does it even work? My curiosity wars with the heat creeping up my neck.

My phone dings again, snapping me out of my thoughts. Another text from Lanz.

Did you get the gifts?

I bite my lip, my fingers flying over the screen. I send back a devil girl smiling emoji, my heart pounding.

His reply comes almost instantly.Good. You’re only allowed to wear the contents of the box until I drop you off tomorrow morning.

I stare at the message, my stomach doing a little flip. Only allowed to wear the contents of the box? My gaze flicks back to the teddy, the bracelets, the vibrator. A shiver runs through me, equal parts nerves and excitement.

“Okay, Tyler,” I mutter to myself, clutching the box to my chest. “You’re in deep now.”

I glance at the clock. Less than an hour. My pulse quickens as I head to the bedroom, the box in hand. Time to see if I can pull this off.

I stand in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me like a stranger. The red teddy clings to my curves, the cutoutsleaving nothing to the imagination. My breasts are exposed, the cool air brushing against my nipples, making them harden. The fabric barely covers my pussy, and my ass is completely bare. The leather bow ankle bracelets are cute, the little ribbons fluttering as I shift my weight. I slip on the strappy red heels, the click of the heels on the floor making me feel powerful, even as my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

My phone rings, and I jump, my heart racing. I grab it, Lanz’s name flashing on the screen. I answer, my voice trembling. “Hello?”

“Put it on video mode.”

I swallow hard and switch to video, holding the phone up so he can see me. His golden eyes widen, and a low growl rumbles through the phone. “Fuck, Tyler. You look… exquisite.”

I blush, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of the teddy. “Thank you.”

“Set the phone down,” he orders, his tone leaving no room for argument. I place it on the dresser, the camera angled to capture my entire body. “Now, pick up the vibrator.”

I reach for the sleek, silicone-covered vibrator, my fingers trembling as I hold it. “I can’t turn it on,” I say, confusion lacing my voice.

“That’s because I’m in full control of it,” he replies, a smirk in his voice. The vibrator buzzes to life in my hand, and I squeal in surprise, nearly dropping it.

“Lanz!” I gasp, my body already reacting to the sensation.

“Now, do as I say,” he purrs. “Start with your nipples. Tease them with the vibrator.”

I bring the buzzing toy to my breast,. I circle my nipple, my breath hitching as pleasure courses through me. “Good girl,” Lanz murmurs. “Now, move it down. Slowly.”

I drag the vibrator down my stomach, the sensation making me squirm. I reach my pussy, the vibrations so close but not quite where I need them. “Lanz, please,” I whimper.

“Patience, Tyler,” he chides. “Now, press it against your clit. Gently.”

I do as he says, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through me. I moan, my hips bucking against the toy. “That’s it,” Lanz growls. “Keep going. You’re so close, aren’t you?”

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