The Billionaire Falls (Billionaire Bachelors - Book Three) (9 page)

Neither Mark nor Emily noticed the look Chris gave them both. He didn’t say a word but his hands clenched tight and if looks really could kill, they both would’ve been dead.

“You seem to be having a good time,” Mark said through clenched teeth.

“I haven’t been out in such a long time. I’m always just Mom, so yes I’m having a really great time. It’s nice to have some adult time,” she said and then actually giggled as he spun her around.

The giggle stopped instantly when he slammed her body into his, pressing her close. He rubbed his hands from her shoulders, down her lower back and up again. She felt electricity shooting from her stomach, all the way to her toes.

“If you’d wanted to go out, all you had to do was say something,” he snarled.

“Mark why are you so upset? This is a fun night and you should be enjoying yourself,” she said to him, completely clueless.

“How do you expect me to enjoy myself when you’re in the arms of other men? I’ve respected your wishes and haven’t been pursuing you but damn it, I shouldn’t have to watch you in the arms of my crew,” he said, growing louder with each word he spoke.

He had her pulled so tightly against him she could barely breathe. She didn’t even notice they’d stopped dancing. Luckily the bar was loud and smoky, with a lot of people on the dance floor and no one was paying them any attention.

Mark finally growled low in his throat and then crushed his lips down to hers. He pushed his tongue up against her bottom lip, demanding entrance and she willingly obliged. She forgot about all the reasons she’d decided being with him was a bad idea and just enjoyed being in his arms again.

His hands caressed her silk covered thighs, making the fabric draw up inch by inch. He was slowly walking them into a dark corner, where they could have more privacy. She couldn’t even feel the movement of her own two feet. She was focused on nothing but Mark and what he was doing to her body.

His caressing fingers reached the edge of her dress and were stroking the uncovered top of her thighs. She could feel the heat pooling in her core and she wanted him to relieve the pressure continuing to build there.

Her hands gripped tightly behind his neck, pulling him even closer. The kiss continued until she needed so much more from him than just his lips on hers. She needed him to join them together again. She needed it more than she needed air.

His lips left hers, allowing a gasp of air to enter, only to be rushed back out when he ran his tongue along the length of her throat. He nipped at her tender flesh and she moaned in pleasure. “Please Mark…” she begged.

“Uh boss…” a voice interrupted them.

Emily slowly became aware of her surroundings again and realized they were practically making love up against a dirty wall in a bar. She was horrified at her own behavior. She wasn’t ever that brazen kind of girl. She ducked her head into Mark’s neck, hoping to avoid anyone’s eyes.

“What do you want?” Mark snapped at the unfortunate guy.

“Um…the bouncer over there said you guys need to break it up,” the poor guy was so embarrassed he was stuttering.

Mark finally seemed to realize where he was and what he’d been doing and backed up a little bit from Emily. “Thanks,” he mumbled to the kid. He then grabbed her hand and started pulling her towards the doorway.

“We are getting out of here now,” he stated.

Emily had no desire to argue with him. She’d been fighting her own desires for too long and it was time she got some satisfaction. “I’m ready to leave,” she purred.

Mark walked out of the bar, never letting go of her hand. When they reached his truck he picked her up and sat her in the seat, slipping in between her opened legs. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply again. His hand slipped between their bodies and he caressed her hardened nipple.

She heard a moan and was startled to realize the sound had come from her. “Please take me home,” she begged him.

He kissed her one more time and then pushed her legs into the truck. He jumped in the driver’s door and pulled out of the parking lot like the place was about to explode. The drive back to the ranch took half the time it had taken to get to town. The silence was just as noticeable on the return trip but for far different reasons.

They screeched to a stop a few feet from the front steps and he leapt from the truck. “Please don’t change your mind,” he pleaded, as he pulled open her door. Emily didn’t answer him with words. She smiled seductively at him and then reached down and rubbed her hand over the bulging evidence of his desire, as she leaned into him and ran her tongue over his neck.

“This is going to end far too quickly if you keep that up,” he croaked. He then scooped her up into his arms and ran into the house and up the stairs. Emily didn’t even know if he got the front door closed.

He made it to the bedroom and then took her hard and fast against the door. Neither of them could hold out long enough to reach the bed.

Emily woke to find Mark staring down at her, while rubbing her from the top of her thigh, to her neck and back down. She could feel the desire start to pool again and didn’t see how it was possible.

After their explosive love making, they’d passed out in each other’s arms on top of the covers. When the cool night air woke them, he’d made slow sweet love to her again, before they fell asleep, too exhausted to even move.

She glanced at the clock and was shocked to see it was almost noon. She’d slept for nine hours straight. She never did that. She groaned a bit as Mark’s hand caressed her tender breast and then teased the nipple.

“Mark we need to talk…” she began.

“No,” he said simply.

“Mark listen…”

“No this time you listen,” he said, before pinning her hands above her head with one of his hands, as the other one continued caressing her body.

She was really trying to reason with him but he was making it impossible. The feeling of being trapped under him and having him in complete control was extremely erotic. The hand that was touching her was causing her to lose all thoughts of stopping.

“You will not run away this time. I understand all your reasons for wanting to keep things distant but when two people have the kind of chemistry we have together, it’s a crime not to pursue it. If it works out great, if it doesn’t, I promise I will take care of you,” he said in between kissing her and nipping at her in places she didn’t even know were sensitive until he touched them.

“You’re making me sound like a mistress,” she gasped at him. She was trying to remember that was a bad thing.

“No, I want you as my girlfriend, my companion, my lover. I would never try and buy you,” he said with complete seriousness.

As he paused in his administering, to show her how serious he was she couldn’t think of a single argument against what he was saying. She wanted him so much and she really didn’t see how they could go backwards at that point anyway.

“But what about Trevor?” she said in a last ditch effort to reason with him.

“I love Trevor,” he said matter-of-factly.

That was all it took for Emily to cave into the man. She couldn’t fight him or the relationship anymore. He was still looking at her, waiting to see what she would say.

“Please kiss me,” she finally pled. Her simple words were all it took to break the damn. They didn’t leave the room for a few more hours.

Emily felt so guilty when she finally made it downstairs. Edward gave her a wink when she stepped through the kitchen doors, which made her face turn a deep shade of red.

“How was your night?” he asked knowingly.

“It was great to get out,” she mumbled. “I’m sorry I slept so long. Thank you for looking after Trevor.”

“Trevor is a great kid,” he replied. Trevor was sitting at the table coloring and hadn’t even noticed his mother’s absence.

“How you doing, Love?” she asked him, as she walked over to kiss him on the head.

“Good, Mom. I got to stay up till after midnight,” he said with awe.

“Wow, that’s really late. You’re simply getting too big.”

“Mom I’m five,” he said like it was such an old age.

“I know. I just want you to stay my baby forever,” she told him a little sadly.

“You can have another baby and then I would be a big brother,” he stated matter-of-factly.

Emily was taken aback by the desire his statement caused inside of her. She’d always wanted several kids but her ex had said one was more than enough. He’d never been the kind of father Trevor deserved.

“Maybe one day,” she whispered wistfully.

“I can help you with that,” Mark murmured in her ear, as he entered the kitchen.

Emily turned an even darker shade of red and glanced at both Edward and Trevor, to make sure they hadn’t heard. They weren’t paying any attention, thankfully but his words put such a yearning desire in her heart she felt an ache there and unconsciously rubbed at her chest.

She didn’t see the dark desire in Mark’s eyes. He may have been goading her but he was incredibly surprised to realize he would be ecstatic if she were to become pregnant. He realized they hadn’t once used protection.

She was turned sideways, so he glanced down at her flat stomach, imagining it blooming outward as his child grew there. The desire was so intense he could barely breathe. He was going to make sure she didn’t leave his life.

“I need to go tend the horses,” he suddenly said and practically ran out the door. Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t know how she was supposed to be acting around him. She didn’t know if he wanted Edward to know they were a couple. She didn’t know anything. Oh well, she figured they had time to figure it all out.

Chapter Five

Emily felt like someone was following her. She kept looking back but the eerie feeling wouldn’t go away. Trevor was at school and Mark was working somewhere on the ranch so she’d wanted to get some fresh air. Now that she was a couple of miles away from the house and felt someone was stalking her, she was thinking maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea.

Just calm down
she told herself.
You’re just letting your vivid imagination get to you. Everything is fine
. Even though she was trying to calm herself, she picked up her pace a bit to head back for the safety of the house.

When she heard a shuffling in the bushes, not far from where she was, a little squeal escaped her lips and she began to jog. She looked over her shoulder the entire way back and breathed a huge sigh of relief when she saw the barn come into view but she still couldn’t shake the eerie feeling.

“Where have you been?”

Emily’s heart jumped into her throat as a light scream escaped her lips. She whipped around, to see Mark astride his huge horse and he was eyeing her suspiciously.

“Calm down boy,” Mark soothed his animal. He gave her another curious look.

“Sorry Mark, you startled me,” she said, completely out of breath.

“I can see that. Are you okay?” he asked, as he jumped down from his horse and walked over to her slowly, like she was a scared animal.

“I’m fine. I just spooked myself out on my walk. I got too far away from the house and started picturing evil forces following me,” she said with a laugh. Now that she was back in the safety of the ranch, she realized how silly she had been.

“Were you out that way?” she asked him, while pointing in the direction she’d just come from.

“No I just came in from the East fields,” he replied and looked quizzically out into the woods she had come from. “Did you see something?”

“No it was nothing like that. I’m sure some squirrels were playing around in the bushes. I seriously have got to stop reading all those Stephen King Novels,” she said sheepishly.

“I agree. You do tend to jump at the smallest sound.”

“Come with me, I want to show you something,” he added and then took her hand. He led his horse with the other one.

“Do you never get enough?” she teased him.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently, before reluctantly releasing her and then heading towards the smaller of the barns. “Baby I never get enough of you but that’s not what I want to show you,” he answered, with a gleam in his eyes.

They fell into a comfortable silence, as they strolled toward the barn. Mark handed his horse off to one of the men and then led her to the loft. Inside a hole in the hay lay a mamma kitty and five brand new kittens. They were crawling all over her, looking for food.

“Oh, Mark they’re adorable,” she cried and sat down to pet the mamma. She purred and leaned her head into the rub. “I can’t wait to show Trevor,” she added, as she gently ran her finger down the little orange one’s head.

The mamma got tired of being used for only her milk and sauntered off, leaving the kittens crying out. “Will they be okay?”

“Of course they will. She just went off to get some food. She won’t leave them long,” he said gently.

“Can I hold one?” she asked him with hope.

“Sure.”

She carefully picked up the pretty little orange kitten and cuddled it to her breast. It rooted around for a moment and when it came up empty, let out a frustrated cry, then quickly fell asleep. Emily didn’t know how long she sat there cuddling the new kitten but soon it’s mamma returned, so she reluctantly laid it back down to nurse.