Page 15 of The Billionaire's Fortunate Accident
I’d only talked to the guy two times, and here I was, smiling away, feeling happy and actually getting a little ahead with my classwork. It was like he was some sort of time-wizard or something. Or maybe it was just that I had this relaxed feeling and could concentrate harder, which had me finishing my schoolwork faster. Whatever it was, I liked it. A lot.
My eyes felt heavy. My breathing slowed. I fell into the abyss of sleep in no time at all.
A warm breeze moved over my body, and I opened my eyes to find Stone standing by the bed. “I hope you don’t mind me stopping by unannounced.”
“Not at all.” I pulled the blanket up. “Care to cuddle?”
Slowly, he pulled his t-shirt off and then dropped his pants, revealing one hefty male member. Climbing into bed with me, he moved one hand along my side, leaving goosebumps on my skin. “I’d like to do more than just cuddle if you don’t mind.”
“Not at all.” My arms closed around his neck, and my lips traced his neckline. “Just promise to be gentle with me. It’s been a very long time since I’ve done anything like this.”
“I can be gentle, baby.” His warm lips brushed against my collarbone, igniting a sparking sensation in my nether region.
As he kissed his way to my lips, I began to tremble, not from fear but from excitement. I wanted to feel his lips on mine. I wanted to taste him as our tongues danced together. And I wanted him inside of me in a way I’d never wanted anything in my life.
Our bare skin glided together as our bodies moved to get closer and closer until nothing separated us. His erection pulsed at my apex, beckoning me to open and allow him in.
Slipping one foot along the back of his leg, I moaned as our tongues played together and he gently forced his way inside my trembling canal. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.”
“I believe you.” Gazing into his deep blue eyes, I had no doubt that this man would never hurt me. Not in any way. I could sense his feelings for me were genuine. “I’ll try not to hurt you either.”
Moving with a slow and steady rhythm, he leaned in to glide his lips along my neck, nuzzling my skin as he whispered in a husky voice, “Try very hard not to hurt me, please. You’re the only woman who’s ever had this power over me. I need to trust you not to do that.”
Our bodies moved in waves like a gentle sea. Moving my hands along his back, I took in each and every tight muscle. It was as if some Greek god had come into my bed, not a mere mortal man.
“You make me feel better than I knew I could feel.” My nails bit into his biceps as I arched up to meet his slow thrusts. “You can move faster if you want.”
“Why rush this?” His fingers brushed over my waist as he moved his hand down along the side of my leg, then pulled it up a bit, making him go deeper inside of me. “Let’s just take this nice and slow, baby. Just the way we’re going to take our lives together. Nice and slow. No rushing at all.”
“Our lives together?” The idea sounded good to me. “Do you think you can live with a woman who’s so busy?”
“Make a few minutes for me on most nights, and I think I can handle it.”
“You could move in with me.”
“Or you could move in with me.” He grinned as he pulled my other leg up, too, moving deeper inside of me.
“I thought we weren’t going to rush things.” I moaned as he made things inside of me heat up to a boiling point. “Oh, how are you doing that?”
“Magic.” He moved a little faster. “You can have your own room at my place if you want to. That way, you won’t have to pay rent. You can quit your job too. I want to take care of you. I want you to know that you can depend on me.”
All of a sudden, my body tensed. “I don’t want to depend on anyone.”
Pulling his head back, he looked at me with wide eyes. “I didn’t mean that in a bad way, Jessa. I just want to be here for you in all ways.”
“I don’t want that.” My heart began to race. “I want to do this on my own. I don’t want any help. Can’t you understand that?”
“Not really.” He moved in, trying to take my lips. “Just kiss me, and let’s not talk.”
As soon as his mouth took mine, I could think of nothing else. He made me feel alive. He made me feel special. He made me feel like I could trust him.
Letting everything go but how he was making love to me, I fell into a sexual trance. Nothing mattered but the way our bodies moved together. The sounds of our heavy breathing filled my ears.
Soft groans, moans made by both of us, turned into harsh grunts and slaps as our bodies pounded each others. “I’m going to explode.”
“Do it,” he said. “Explode on me, baby.”
The climax took me by surprise as my body arched and sounds that had never emerged before escaped my lips. “Oh, God!” I couldn’t breathe. “Yes!”
