Chapter Two At the Billionaire's Passion

At the Billionaire's Passion

Coming March 8th

Chapter Two

The water was hot enough to turn my skin a bright pink. I stood beneath the scalding spray simply letting my body soak in the heat, relaxing with my eyes closed. Cold air suddenly snaked in around my body, curling around my legs and waist.

With a gasp my eyes flipped open as David reached for me, his hands wrapping around my body as he moved under the spray alongside me.

“I thought you were on the phone?”

“Mmmhmmm, I was.”

David’s mouth found the sensitive spot beneath my ear and he pushed me completely beneath the cascade of water. I gasped, water racing up my nose and down my throat. My body struggled for air as David moved down over my body, his mouth sucking and biting against my skin.

My fingernails bit into his skin and he tugged me from beneath the water. His fingers pushed against the entrance to my body forcing me to open to him. He moved against my body, his fingers pressing inside making me tremble. Pleasure built inside me, spinning through my body faster and faster as he pushed me higher.

He had already worked me into a frenzy in the bedroom and it didn’t take much to push me over the edge now. As though sensing I was on the verge of release, David pulled back. He wrapped his arms around me, lifting me into his arms as though I weighed nothing at all. He pressed my back to the cold tile as he guided his hard length into my eager body.

I dug my fingers into his slick skin as I wrapped my legs around his body, holding myself against him. He pushed up into me and it was a moment of such exquisite pain and pleasure that I squirmed against him.

David’s lips brushed against my throat, pulling my body closer and closer to his until I had no idea where he ended and I began.

The moment he bottomed out inside me he paused, his body trembling with the effort it took to hold back. I could feel him inside me, my body stretching around him, welcoming him inside.

This was where I belonged, where he belonged.

The thought zipped through my mind and then was gone as David began to move. His hips pushed against mine, his body lifting me until his hard length was barely brushing against my entrance.

I fought him, my body desperate to reclaim the feeling of completion that he brought me. I wanted it, craved it and nothing less than that would satisfy me.

David’s thrust sent my head tumbling back, my breath leaving my body in a whoosh. Our bodies found a rhythm, deep and fast thrusts that sent the pleasure that built inside me fizzing through my veins.

One minute my body was wrapped around his, the feel of him sliding in and out of me making my breath catch. The next instant my orgasm washed over me. The moment seemed to freeze, holding me suspended in a constant rippling and pulsing ecstasy.

David’s shout of release came from very far away. The feeling of his warmth spread through me intensifying the pulses that ripped through me. We clung to each other, holding him was the only thing that told me I still had a body. As far as I was concerned I could have exploded into thousands of shimmering pulses of light.

It was the feel of the water splashing down across my breasts that finally brought me back from the floating bliss I had given myself over to. I shifted in David’s arms but he simply tightened his grip on me.

“I thought Aaron was going to keep you on the phone all night?”

“Not the phone. He wants me to go down to his offices and meet him.”

Placing my hands on David’s chest I pushed away from him so I could stare down into his face.

“Why does he want you down at the offices?”

“You remember what I told you about Hank?”

I nodded and chewed my lip. I knew David didn’t like Hank, he’d said he was dangerous, that whenever he turned up trouble followed. But from what I had seen of Hank he really didn’t seem that bad. The fact that he had helped Aaron save Heather gave him another check in my book but I trusted David and I’d stayed away.

“Yeah, but you didn’t really go into details, you just said he wasn’t to be trusted and to stay away from him.”

“Hank has Kirsty.”

“Kirsty?”

I shook my head as I pulled out of David’s grip and struggled to stand on legs made of jelly. We were in a tangle of limbs on the floor of the shower stall and as I stood I flicked off the water. David hopped easily to his feet catching me in his arms as I swayed unsteadily.

“Are you alright?”

The concern on his face made my heart catch in my chest. I swallowed back the sudden nausea that washed over me and nodded.

“I’m fine, who’s Kirsty?”

“Aaron’s secretary, you met her at one of the parties Aaron threw over Christmas.”

I had a vague recollection of a pretty bubbly girl with a bright smile.

“When you say Hank has her you don’t mean in the same way Jude had Heather do you?”

Fear crawled up my throat at the thought of someone as cruel as Jude targeting the people we cared about again.

David shrugged and it didn’t do anything to quell the fear I felt.

“Aaron hasn’t heard anything from either of them since the initial contact. The police haven’t found anything and at the moment it’s all at a standstill.”

“And what does he think you can do?”

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the fluffy bathrobe from the hook it hung from inside the door. I didn’t mean to sound callous, and yet I honestly couldn’t see how Aaron holding a meeting over at his offices was going to help. Surely his time would have been better spent with Heather and the baby? She was probably panicked…

I shut my eyes and sucked in a deep breath the nausea rolling over me once more. It was something that was happening more and more and part of me couldn’t help but wonder if…

“Carrie, what’s wrong? Are you ill?”

David’s strong arms wrapped around my shoulders and he moved me into the bedroom. I smiled weakly and perched on the edge of the bed. How could I tell him that it was just my stupid body playing tricks one me? How did you explain something like that?

“I’m fine really. I just need to eat, it’s been a long day.”

David studied me, his eyes filled with concern as he lifted his hands and traced his fingers down over the side of my face.

“You would tell me if there was something wrong?”

The tone in his voice made me look up at him a little harder than I intended. He couldn’t possibly know that I had been to the doctor… Couldn’t possibly know what he had told me.

“Of course I would, David, you don’t have to worry.”

I swallowed hard. I hated lying but what else could I say? How could I tell him? In one fell swoop I would destroy all of his hopes and dreams for our future and I wasn’t willing to do that… Not until I was sure that what the doctor was saying was true.

“Good.”

He nodded and I caught a glimpse of the uncertain boy that lurked inside him. It was one of the reasons I had fallen in love with him. He was always so in control and his dominant attitude was breathtaking. But there was another side to David, a side that only I was privy to. And it was a side he had willingly shared with me.

“I’m going to head over to the office and see what sort of damage control Aaron has been doing on this situation. In the mean time get something to eat and don’t wait up for me, I can’t guarantee how late I’ll be.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was soft and gentle and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I didn’t want him to go, I wanted him to stay with me. I wanted to climb into bed with him and continue what we had started in the shower.

The kiss deepened and David groaned as he crawled over me on the bed. He pulled away from me and stared down into my face. I could see the desire in his eyes and it made me shiver. It didn’t matter how often he took me, I was always craving more. He had said I was insatiable.

He sighed and dropped his head onto my chest.

“You make it almost impossible for me to get anything done you know?”

I giggled and David climbed off the bed. I sat up and watched him dress, the way he shrugged into his shirt, his muscles bunching and flexing as he moved. He was still the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on.

David turned and caught me watching him, the smile that curved his lips was one that told me he knew exactly what I was thinking.

“I’ll leave two of the guys outside the apartment so you’re safe.”

“Why? I’m not in any danger, why do we have to keep up with so much security?”

He sighed and brushed his still damp hair back from his face.

“We’ve had this conversation at least a million times, Carrie, you’re not in any danger because we have security. Without it we don’t know what might happen and I’m not willing to take that chance.”

He was right of course but no matter how long I had the guards follow me I was positive I would never get used to it. I’d spent too many years without the fear and paranoia that came with the level of wealth and fame David had.

He stepped in against my body pulling me from my position on the bed. His hand cupped my cheek and I closed my eyes.

“You’re too precious to me to risk.” He leaned in a little closer and pressed his lips against my ear. “Deal with it.”

My eyes popped open and I stared up at him. I opened my mouth to fire back a smart answer of my own when I noticed the shadow of a smile that trembled on his lips.

His laugh was warm and it slipped down over my skin like warm chocolate.

“Please don’t be too late.”

The smile slid off his face and his expression turned serious and seductive.

“I won’t.”

His kiss was warm and feather light. One moment he held me in his arms and the next he was gone. I watched him stride through the apartment and disappear out into the hall. I waited for the sound of the door to slam before I moved to the closet and started to drag clothes out.

I had no idea how long he would be and I wanted to get to the pharmacy before he got back. I knew it was stupid but I had to know. Deep down I knew what the answer would be but a small part of me was hopeful that this test would give me a different result. The doctor had only said it would be unlikely and until he told me definitively then I would remain positive… I could only hope I wasn’t clinging to a dream that wasn’t meant for me.

Chapter One of At the Billionaire's Passion, Book 6 in the Billionaire Brothers Series

At the Billionaire's Passion

Coming March 8th

Chapter One

The drive back to the apartment was uneventful and the parking lot below the building was quiet, for that much I was grateful. As much as I’d enjoyed the trip away I was exhausted. I glanced over at David as he took the bags from the driver and headed for the elevator. I followed him without saying a word, moving on autopilot.

The moment the elevator doors slid shut David dropped the bags and swung around to face me. His strong hands caught my arm and drew my body in towards his chest.

“I’ve been waiting for an age to get you alone.”

His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper as he dipped his face to my neck, his lips brushing against my skin. My body reacted instantly to his touch, lips parting as a small gasp slid past, my arms automatically wrapping around his shoulders pulling him closer.

There was something about David that always had me longing to draw him closer to me. I had no explanation for it, it was just something that I felt. Perhaps it was a part of the connection we shared, the bond that had formed between us always bringing us closer. I couldn’t help but wonder if as the years passed would we continue to grow closer still?

“You taste like cherries and the crisp cold air of winter.”

He pressed his mouth to the sensitive spot just below my ear and I felt my legs buckle beneath me. David caught me easily, his strong arms holding me upright as his warm masculine chuckle rippled down over my skin.

“I love the way you react to me, Carrie, I love knowing you’re mine.”

“I was always yours, it just took us both a while to realise it.”

My voice was low and husky with desire, it was the voice of a woman who was loved, desired. A woman that had experienced pleasure at the hands and lips of the man who adored her.

For a second it surprised me, there would have been a time when I didn’t recognise who I had become. I was still Carrie, I held all the same insecurities and fears I had always had but now they were muted. It allowed me to simply give myself over to David, to enjoy and revel in the things he could make me feel.

He lifted his face from where he had been nuzzling my neck and stared down into my eyes. My heart hammered in my chest and for a moment it felt as though it might simply explode out of me. He was still the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on and part of me would always wonder how I had gotten so lucky.

“Now that I have you, I won’t ever let you go.”

“I don’t want you to.”

I smiled up at him and the elevator doors dinged open making me jump. Reluctantly David released me and scooped the bags up from the floor. I rummaged through my purse as David dropped behind. Pulling the keys from their dark hiding spot I turned and caught him watching me intently.

“Do you want me to help with the bags?”

I asked, confusion at why he was paused in the hall making me furrow my brow.

“Nope, I was simply admiring the view of what’s mine.”

Colour flooded up from my neck and spilled into my face. I could feel the heat spread all the way up to my dark roots and I had the sudden urge to walk sideways down the hall.

Instead I swallowed back my embarrassment and turned, making my way to the front door on legs that had suddenly turned to jelly. The effect he had on me was intense, it was like no other feeling in the world and I loved it.

I could hear him picking up pace behind me as I pushed the key into the lock. David’s body was suddenly behind me, his hard chest pressed against my back as he forced me against the door. He jerked his hips gently, grinding his hardness against my ass making my breath come in small gasping gulps.

My hands shook as I struggled to even turn the key in the lock, my entire body beginning to tremble with need. I could feel his warm breath fanning across my skin as he dropped small kisses down the length of my neck.

“I can’t get the key to work.”

My voice shook with frustration as I struggled to open the door.

David’s hand crept around my waist, sliding up the side of my ribcage brushing against my breast. I gasped and pushed back against him, my body going into surrender mode. I wanted to be in his arms, I wanted to feel his body against mine… His fingers moved up to my arm, sliding down until his fingers covered mine. He pushed hard and sharp, forcing the key home and stealing the air from my lungs as he ground his body against mine. The key turned easily in the lock and as the door swung inwards I collapsed inside as the structure that had been holding me upright disappeared.

David’s arm wrapped around my body, jerking me back against him, stopping me from dropping to my knees in front of him.

A shiver of desire raced through me as I thought about being on my knees in front of David. The position had never appealed to me in the past but now… There was something about it, something in the way his hands slid down over my spine, the way his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips.

When I was on my knees there was no hiding from him. I was open, exposed and vulnerable and yet David had shown me over and over how utterly beautiful and intimate a position it could be.

“What are you thinking?”

He whispered against my ear as he dumped the bags on the floor and kicked the door shut with his foot. He spun me in his arms making me dizzy and it was his arms that kept me upright. The way he made me feel, it did things to my head, things I didn’t understand and yet craved all the same. I knew I would never get used to the fact that he had so much control over me. And yet I knew if I could give him even more control then I would do it in a heartbeat.

“I was thinking about…”

I hesitated over my words, how could I explain it without it sounding ridiculous.

“You were thinking?”

He prompted me, walking me slowly backwards towards the bedroom.

“I was thinking of what it’s like to be on my knees for you.”

Colour flooded my face again but it was worth it for the look on David’s face. His eyes darkened, an appreciative growl rumbling through his chest.

“You’re a wicked, wicked woman, Mrs Carrie Ashcroft.”

I laughed and pushed at his chest playfully but I couldn’t stop the shiver of desire that trembled down through my body when he said my name. My new name, his name. I was his, utterly and completely.

“No more wicked then you are, Mr Ashcroft.”

I grinned up at him as he manoeuvred me through the bedroom door.

Reaching the edge of the bed he paused before he dropped to his knees in front of me. He reached down and lifted one leg, slipping my foot from my shoe before he placed it back on the floor. He repeated the same action with my other leg before sliding his hands up my calves. His hands slipped beneath the skirt I was wearing and I gasped as he reached the tops of my stockings, his fingers brushing against my skin.

My breath caught in my throat as his fingers slid a little higher, brushing against the edge of my panties. He stared up at me, his eyes dark and possessive. The look he gave me burned through me to my very core. I knew what was coming, I knew what he would do to me, the things he would make me feel and it was enough to sway me on my feet.

David’s hands tightened around the tops of my thighs, digging into the soft flesh just enough to pull me back from the edge.

“I want you on your feet, don’t make me restrain you.”

His voice was low and it sent ripples of pleasure through my core. I couldn’t speak, my mouth was dry, my tongue a useless lump in my mouth. All I could do was nod and curl my hands into fists at my sides.

His hands moved quickly, his fingers deftly unclipping the suspenders that kept my stockings in place. He rolled them down my legs, lifting each foot once more to help me step out of them. Need and desire were building within me. I wanted him, wanted to feel him, touch him, taste him but David was the one in control and he would move at his pace. Where I was impatient, he was slow, savouring everything. Teasing me.

He pushed his hands back up my legs once more, this time bunching my skirt until it sat up around my waist and I was left exposed to him. He pressed his face in against my body and I gasped, my head dropping back as he gripped my hips and dragged my body closer to him.

The shrill sound of the phone tore through the ragged sound of our breathing. It rang and rang for what seemed like an eternity before finally falling silent. David looked up at me, a wicked smile curling his lips. I could see the promise of pleasure in his eyes and I wanted everything he was offering.

The phone rang again and David let out a frustrated sigh. This time it didn’t fall silent, the answer machine clicked in and David’s voice rumbled through the apartment, asking the caller to leave a message.

There was a pause and then Aaron’s voice filled the hall. There was no mistaking the tone in his voice and it left me with shivers. 

“David, I know you’re there, I rang the desk and they told me you returned home, answer the damn phone. This isn’t something that can wait.”

David sighed and pressed his face in against my leg, his teeth biting down gently on the soft skin of my thigh. I cried out, jerking in his grip.

David caught me as he stood, and stared down at me with regret in his eyes.

“I’ll find out what he wants and then I’ll be right back.”

David pressed his lips against mine, a gentle kiss, nothing like the passion he had displayed mere moments before.

I dropped down onto the edge of the bed and watched him head for the door. I didn’t want to feel disappointed but I couldn’t help it. He had gotten me so worked up and for it to then just fizzle out… I shook my head as though that action alone could clear the thoughts from my head.

I had no reason to be disappointed, not when Aaron had sounded the way he did. I knew it couldn’t be Heather or the baby, Aaron sounded far too in control for that. No, he was angry, there was a white hot rage in his voice, I recognised it because David shared his temper with his brother.

David had the capacity for a depth of passion and intensity I had never experienced before but if he was crossed he was… Terrifying was the only word that came to mind that even remotely covered what David was like.

I loved him and I knew he would never do anything to ever harm me but it didn’t change the fact that I never wanted his anger directed at me. The thought of his fury crashing down around me was enough to give me nightmares.

I could hear his voice growing more heated and I knew he had obviously gotten through to Aaron. With a sigh I stood and headed for the bathroom, the way they were arguing probably meant they would be on the phone for quite some time. It left me with time on my hands and a shower sounded like heaven.