Page 7 of A Billionaire's Secret

“It’s nothing,” I interrupted him with an uneasy smile. “It’s normal to bruise like that after intense training and racing. I guess I was gripping the saddle really hard today...”

He buried his head between my legs, his thick unruly hair tickling the insides of my bruised thighs. His lips traced my bruises with gentle kisses while his fingers slid under my panties. I moaned, let my hair down, and leaned my head back, completely surrendering to this moment and his touch.

With one finger, he pulled my panties to the side, his eyes igniting with the view. He tasted the sweetness of my juices with gentle licks, and then his masterful tongue maneuvered its way around my clitoris, sending hot flashes through my body.

Watching my every move, Christian knew precisely when to stop. His face pulled away from my groin just as I was about to finish, leaving me gasping and begging for more. His eyes fixated on mine, he licked his lips and unbuttoned his pants, exposing his fully erect penis while I lay with my legs open, craving him inside me.

“I want you inside me,” I begged.

He gently squeezed the inside of my thigh while getting up. My eyes traced his naked chiseled body as he walked to the night table and pulled out a condom. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and slipped the condom over his throbbing penis while I watched. He walked back to me, leaned over and kissed me passionately, and positioned his body between my legs. Inch by inch, he entered me slowly, sliding in with ease as I moaned in his ear and bit his neck.

Our bodies moved in a slow dance at first. Then subtly speeding up as our passion intensified. My legs loosened the grip around his waist, allowing him to enter deeper into my body. Feeling my excitement and anticipation, his moves quickened, and we both yelled louder and louder until we felt the mutual explosion of our sweaty, quivering bodies.

Christian fell on top of me and rested his head on my chest until our breathing calmed and synchronized. Then he rolled over on the bed, eyes roaming my face with curiosity. We lay in silence as no words came to the surface of our minds.

“I have to go,” I broke the silence and got up to gather my clothes piece by piece.

“Stay,” he got up and pulled me in, his firm body pressing against mine.

“I can’t. I have an early morning tomorrow.” I explained, hiding the fact that my head was spinning with confusion about my feelings.

His eyes sparkled under the dim light while he watched my every move as I frantically dressed and headed for the door. I almost lost my breath at the sight of his naked body. He caught my stare, swiped his hair back, and smirked.

“I’ll have Daniel drive you,” he declared as he stepped into a pair of sweatpants.

I didn’t protest. I only wanted to leave and go home as fast as possible. The lump in my throat was about to consume me. I had given in to the allure of this man, and I had no idea what to do with myself now. I wondered if I had made a colossal mistake.

He held my hand as we walked down the stairs, and I waited patiently while he spoke to Daniel over the phone. Within minutes, the short chubby man appeared and invited me to follow him.

“I’ll see you soon, right?” Christian asked as he held my face in his palm.

“Yea,” was all I could mutter before I jumped in the black SUV.

With the side of my eye, I watched Christian’s tall figure linger behind us. The herd of butterflies in my stomach finally settled down, and I exhaled.

4

Christian

Iopenedmyeyesto an intrusive ray of sun forcing its way through the thick blackout curtains. I squinted and turned to my right, only to find the sight of ruffled sheets and no one beneath them. Thoughts of Victoria flooded my mind. I grabbed a sheet and pressed it to my face, hoping to sense any traces of her.

She had fled my house abruptly last night, leaving me alone in the abyss of unspoken words. I finally had to down a few glasses of scotch to fall asleep, and now my temple was drowning in pain. I massaged my head briefly, spread the blinds, and let in the fresh morning air.

I stepped in the shower and let the hot streams cascade over me, washing away any remnants of Vitoria. The sensation was invigorating, and for a moment, I felt the tension in my muscles ease.

After drying off, I slipped into a pair of swimming shorts and headed downstairs to the pool terrace. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon greeted me alongside Edward.

“Good morning, sir.”

“Hi, Edward. I’ll take my breakfast by the pool. Thank you.” I informed him. “Do you know if Diana’s back?”

“Yes, she is. Came back early this morning.” Edward confirmed.

As soon as he said that, I heard a rumble down the stairs, and Diana’s flushed face appeared before me.

“I’m late for my morning practice, Dad! Can I take the Lambo?” She asked me anxiously.

“What’s new, Dee-Dee?” I joked. “Maybe you shouldn’t have stayed up all night.”

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