Page 65 of Grumpy Bossy Billionaire Enemy

We had had dinner a while ago, and she suggested we stay outside before retiring. I moved behind her and slipped my hands around her waist, holding her so tightly as if afraid she would disappear if I let go. She chuckled and the sound echoed, bouncing off the waters before becoming lost in the distance.

I took her ear, licking at the lobe. She wasn’t wearing earrings. I trailed my tongue along the back of then bit the other earlobe softly. Her body quivered, as I caressed her neck with my lips, taking love- bites at intervals. Amelia twisted herself in my arms, so she was facing me. She stared into my eyes. I could see the desire burning in them. She started taking off the crisp white dress shirt I was wearing. She ran her hand over my biceps, feeling my bare chest. I could feel my heart beating wildly under her palm.

It felt soft against the hardness of my flesh and sent a feverish sensation shooting into my brain.

I moved my hands underneath her dress, searching, and she mumbled some words when my hands found her ass. I grabbed it through her panties. Her skin felt cold underneath my palms, and the sensation was wildly pleasant. Amelia's lips remained on my ear, and her breath was hot on my skin, giving me goosebumps. Again she said some words that I couldn't make out. I hooked one hand around the back of her neck, so I was looking straight into her eyes. As always, I was drawn into their depths. I wished for nothing more than to be with this woman forever. I had never known such need and such desire for anyone.

The raw emotion and craving for Amelia sent a burning sensation down to my loins, and my shorts soon revealed a bulge. I wanted to be gentle, but every gentlemanly bone in my body seemed to have fled, as my thoughts were consumed by taking her right there where we stood. I fought for control. I never wanted sex between us to be just about me. I wanted her to be part of every action we took.

“I want you so bad.” The words came out in strangled sounds.

“I want you too…” she said, bringing her face closer to mine, so the bridge of our noses touched.

“No, you don't understand,” I said and shut my eyes tightly, feeling completely overwhelmed by the depth of my desire.

“I want you so freaking bad that I am scared I won't be able to stop myself at some point.”

I opened my eyes again, and she was staring deeply into my eyes. God, I love this woman so much. “I don't want to hurt you.” I whispered.

Amelia buried her hand into my hair and massaged my head softly.

“You're not going to hurt me. You are not,” she affirmed when I wanted to protest. “Kiss me…”

I opened my eyes and found her staring with so much confidence that I didn't need any more prodding. Her energy matched mine, as our lips fused together. Delving into familiar territory, she dug her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it, the act sending electric waves shooting into my chest. I didn't dwell on her lips as I lifted her dress above her head, taking it off. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her pink nipples pointed sharply at me, and I ran my fingers along each of them. Briskly, I lifted her and carried her to where we had spread out a blanket earlier on.

Gently, I placed her on it and took off the last shred of our clothing before positioning myself above her. Resting on my elbows, I used two fingers to see that she was dripping wet.

“Take me now…” Amelia whispered into my neck.

Her breathing was uneven as she grabbed my neck, arching her hips to meet my hardness. I wanted it to be slow and gentle; but with every swing of her hips, my control was lost. In one quick, sudden thrust, I was inside her. She felt warm and ever so tight. The walls of her insides wrapped around my cock, and I was transported quickly into a realm of pleasure I had only just experienced. It felt like I was going to cum. God dammit! Too quickly.

I took in deep breaths to hold myself back. Then slowly, I began dipping in and out of her. I couldn't continue at that pace, so I increased the momentum, pounding harder and faster. She raised her hips occasionally to match my movements, her cries infectiously drawing out mine. Her hands continued to hold my waist firmly, pulling me back into her whenever I pulled out. As much as I tried to stop the torrent from passing through my body, I simply exploded in her.

Chapter twenty-eight

The Pregnancy

Amelia .

Henry’s arm covered me possessively. My eyes slowly opened; then it hit me that we were still on the cruise ship. My stomach felt sick again, and my quick rush into the bathroom woke Henry. I felt him stand behind me as I threw up. He held a cup of water for me as I rinsed my mouth.

“I’m okay, Henry.”

I tried to dismiss Henry’s concerns, but it only got worse as I tried.

“You need to see a doctor,” Henry suggested as he went off to tell the captain that we were turning back to shore.

Henry made me sit in his car as he drove me to the hospital. “I think I over ate,” I lied, but Henry wouldn’t have my lies and dismissal anymore. Troy met us at the examination room with one of the emergency unit doctors. She was a colleague I’ve met a few times.

“This isn’t an emergency.” I turned to Troy to say, “Your brother was only overreacting.”

“My brother’s concern is my concern,” Troy replied as he asked about my symptoms.

“I came here with Chloe in case you’re not comfortable talking with me.

“It’s not a problem, Troy,” I said. “Thanks, Chloe.”

Chloe grinned and took some examination as she listened to Henry’s exaggerated explanation of my symptoms. She looked at me when Henry had finished. “When was the last time you had your period?”

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