The Billionaire's Terms: Prison Or Passion (3 page)

He picked her up in his arms when the elevator doors opened, carrying her into his penthouse and through to his bedroom. Gently, he stood her back on her feet, letting her body slide down the length of him, letting both of them enjoy the friction.

His hand reached behind her and unzipped her dress, watching it pool quickly around her feet. She stood there in nothing but black, lace underwear, matching strapless bra and black, high heeled shoes.

When she tried to cover herself, he pulled her hands to rest on his hips while he reached out with one finger to trace the lace of her bra. “Are you as beautiful underneath as I imagine you will be?” he asked.

Alicia couldn’t answer. By now, her hips were already moving against him in an instinctive need to feel him, to show him how much she needed him. “Please,” she whispered, and reached up to push his jacket off his shoulders. The buttons on his shirt were too small and she desperately needed to touch him. In the back of her mind, she heard something rip and a part of her was horrified by the fact that she had just ripped the man’s shirt but then her eyes saw his chest and she was unable to hide her fascination.

With only a slight hesitation, she reached out with her lips and tested the skin, reveling in the way his muscles played underneath her mouth. The sharply indrawn breath encouraged her to explore more and her mouth found the male nipple and gently reached out to touch with her tongue.

Adam’s hands gripped her arms in an effort to hold onto his control. He wanted to pull her back but let her continue at the same time. Her fascination and curiosity were driving him crazy. If everything else wasn’t telling him differently, he’d swear she’d never done this before. He ignored the slight shiver in her fingers as they rested on his shoulders and enjoyed the sensual feel of her silky body against his.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he said, at the end of his control. He lifted her up and placed her in the center of the bed. He then stood up to take off his own clothes but was stopped in the act, stunned by how incredibly gorgeous she was. With only her skimpy black underwear covering her and sexual desire covering the rest of her, she was simply beautiful. In the past, he’d always thought women in the throes of passion were a turn on. But never before had a woman’s passion affected him to the point of motionlessness.

“Please, Adam,” she whispered.

Those two words broke him out of his trance and encouraged action. He swiftly pulled off his slacks and boxers, uncaring of where they landed as he lay down naked beside her. With his mouth, he kissed her lips, her neck, moving slowly down to her shoulders while his hands caressed, skimmed down her hip, her thigh, her knee, then back up the inside of her thigh. His fingers found the core of her and he was almost undone by the heat and wetness he could feel through the black lace.

“You’re hot for me,” he groaned. His mouth found her nipple at the same time his fingers slid inside her panties, finding her core.

 

The double assault on Alicia’s senses and body was almost too much for her. She screamed out, her hand grabbing his wrist as her back arched off the bed.

She was mindless, unaware of what she was doing, only knowing that she had to make him understand what he was making her feel. As his head bent to take the other nipple in his mouth, her fingers slid through his hair, pulling at the soft strands and her mind reeled as his fingers continued to explore her body, reaching through the soft folds to her center.

“Adam, I can’t….” she cried out as her first orgasm took over her body. “Adam!” she cried out, her body closing around his in ecstasy unimagined.

Floating down from as if on a cloud, Alicia tried to still her breathing, tried to stop the racing of her heart. But as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the flames still evident in Adam’s eyes. Her hands went to his cheeks and she kissed him softly at first, then with all the wonder she was feeling.

The kiss started the fire again and she whimpered helplessly as he took her breast with his strong hand, his fingers tweaking the nipple and his knee coming between her thighs. “I want you Alicia. Now!” he said and took her mouth with his in a demanding kiss.

Alicia held on, unable to stop as he ripped open a package and slid the condom on. “Say you want me,” he demanded.

 

“I do!” she cried out, her hands reaching out to touch his chest and his muscular arms. “Please,” she said, moving restlessly underneath him.

In one powerful thrust, Adam entered her, feeling the slight resistance. If he hadn’t been watching her face and noticed the moment of penetration, he would have missed her reaction to him taking her virginity. But he was watching and he did notice and he was shocked by the fact.

“Alicia?” he asked, his voice hoarse as he tried to control the rampaging desire storming through his body. But her tight sheath and the slight movement of her hips as she tried to start moving again was his undoing. He tried to be gentle, knowing this was her first time but she wouldn’t let him. Her movements were restless and demanding as she met him thrust for thrust and in the end, he took her over the edge to her second orgasm only moments before he found his own fulfillment.

Collapsing down on top of her, he tried to catch his ragged breath. His face was buried in her neck and her arms held him tightly around his shoulders.

A long time later, he lifted himself up onto his elbows. Pushing her hair out of her face, he stared down at her features, noting the satisfied smile and the dreamy look in her eyes.

“Alicia?” he asked, rubbing his thumb along her lower lip.

 

“Yes?” she replied, her tongue slipping out to touch his thumb, her fingers trailing over his shoulders.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Her only response was to laugh and nod her head.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

She was quiet for a long moment before she looked at him. Was he mad at her? “It didn’t come up in the conversation,” she said simply. Her hands wandered over his skin, reveling in the muscles that moved wherever she touched. The reaction fascinated her and she tried it in other places, loving the way she could make his body react, just like he could do to her.

“Alicia, stop,” he said and raised her hands over her head. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” he asked, his dark, intense eyes looking into her blue ones.

 

“What would you have done if you’d known?” she asked, looking up at him as her body felt his skin along her length.

 

“I damn certain wouldn’t have done this,” he growled. “That’s why I didn’t tell you,” she said, raising one leg to brush along the side of his hip.

 

“Alicia,” he said warningly. “You can’t touch me like that,” he groaned, one leg capturing both of hers and trapping them so she was unable to entice him that way.

 

“Why?” she asked, moving her hips underneath his, feeling his body harden and come alive.

 

“Because you’re probably too sore to deal with the consequences,” he said but his mouth dropped to bite her shoulder, then sooth the area with his tongue.

 

Alicia gasped with the pain and pleasure his playfulness invoked. “I don’t really feel very sore,” she whispered. “Why don’t you let go of my hands and I’ll show you.”

 

“No,” he said and moved more slowly down to her breast. “I’ll do it better this time.”

Alicia stopped thinking again, her body instantly reacting to his touch and her core melting again as his lips took her nipple in his mouth, the peak hardening instantly. “I don’t think I could survive anything better,” she said through clenched teeth but her back arched up to give him better access.

Adam chuckled but wouldn’t let go of her hands. “This time, we take it slowly,” he said and moved one hand down to touch her waist, his fingers circling her stomach and causing havoc with her insides.

“Slowly?” she asked, wishing he would hurry up. “Please don’t on my account,” she said, moving her hips, her back and writhing underneath him as the feelings his hands and mouth were creating inside her drove her to the brink of insanity. “Adam, please let me go. I want to touch you too,” she said.

He looked into her eyes. “Fine. The second time is usually a little slower for a man anyway,” he said and released her hands.

As soon as her hands were free she moved them over his back, her legs wrapping around his waist and her body showing him how much she wanted him. Her mouth touched his shoulder and repeated his ministration and Alicia was thrilled when he clenched his teeth as well. “Alicia, you’ve got to stop,” he said and rolled her on top of him.

Alicia stared down at him, her eyes confused but her body thoroughly enjoying the new position. She was sitting on his muscular stomach, her hands free to touch, to feel and her eyes could see much more from this vantage point.

“Adam?” she said, her voice asking the question her thoughts couldn’t form and her eyes showing him her confusion and questions.

 

He took charge by placing her hands on his chest while his moved up her thighs, then inside to tease her swollen flesh. “No,” she whispered. “I want to…”

 

She didn’t finish her sentence but her body bent so her lips could kiss, taste and nibble on his chest, his nipples and lower.

 

“Alicia, I can’t,” he said when her mouth moved lower to his flat stomach.

“No more,” he said and rolled her back onto her back. His fingers found her heat and he was almost mindless when he found the wetness there. She was ready for him again. But he still took more time, watching in fascination as her body clenched around his fingers. Her mouth open and her fingernails running down his arms.

“Adam, no more, please. I can’t take anymore,” she cried and a tear slipped out from her eye.

“You’re so responsive,” he groaned and quickly put on protection, then entered her as slowly as his aching body would let him. He tried to enter her slowly, inch by inch, making sure she really was ready for him but she wouldn’t let him go slowly. When he wouldn’t give her what her body needed, she lifted her hips and pulled him inside her, throwing her head back as he embedded himself fully inside her warmth.

“You’re beautiful,” he groaned and that was the last coherent thought he had as her body moved restlessly underneath him and he was unable to hold back, his whole being bent on possessing this slender siren who seemed to command his body.

After only a few strokes, Alicia cried out her release, the sensations rocking her body were more intense than before and almost never ending as he pounded into her. She came one more time before he finally found his own release, then collapsed against her. This time, he had just enough energy to roll off of her, but he pulled her next to him, cradling her head on his shoulder, one hand playing with the hair that was coming down all around her shoulders.

Adam continued to stroke her soft skin while staring at the ceiling, trying to make sense out of the evening. But after several minutes of listening to her sighs, feeling her smile against his shoulder and her soft hands on his stomach, he stopped thinking and just enjoyed the most sexually compatible woman he’d ever met.

“Shower,” he said and stood up. Then he bent down and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into a large, white and black marble bathroom. The room was larger than her entire apartment she thought but was even more amazed when he opened a glass door to a shower room that had three shower heads on it. He lowered her to the floor and reached behind her to turn on the water. Instantly, warm water was flowing over her sensitized skin. Alicia had been bracing for cold water, knowing that in her apartment, it took almost fifteen minutes of running the water before any sort of heat reached her shower.

“This is wonderful,” she said and turned her face into the spray.

Adam pulled the pins out of her hair, massaging the scalp as he released each tangled pin. “You have beautiful hair. You shouldn’t ever wear it pinned up like this,” he said, gently wrapping his hand in her hair and pulling her head back for his kiss.

Instantly, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders but she was too lethargic, her body too satisfied. Until his hands settled on her bottom. She was leaning against his body as he slowly soaped her back and arms. She tried to hide her body’s reaction, thinking he would assume she was a wanton but when her muscles tensed as he touched her thighs, he laughed. “Alicia, you can’t hide your reaction. Why are you trying?” he asked, lifting her head up with his hand to kiss her again.

“I don’t understand what you do to me,” she said, her eyes confused but still glazed over with desire.

He pulled her hand towards him and encouraged her to touch his own body. “Why try?” he asked. “Just enjoy it,” he said, his voice husky and his eyes closed as her fingers wrapped around his hardness.

Spinning her around so she was under the spray, he rinsed them off quickly. “Shower is done,” he said and whipped a towel around her. With infinite slowness, he dried her legs, his mouth kissing each part that was dried. As soon as he was done, he carried her back to his bed, entered her and took them back to the pinnacle of satisfaction, then over the edge again, his mouth absorbing her gasp of satisfaction as he too found his release.

Alicia awoke the next morning to dim sunlight streaming through the windows. The previous night slowly came back to her and her face turned red, embarrassment growing in the light of day.

She turned slowly to see if he was still there, but she shouldn’t have wondered. As soon as she moved, his arm, which had been lying over her waist, tightened its hold and pulled her against his chest.

Alicia bit her lip as her body instantly reacted yet again to their nakedness. They had made love so many times during the night she had lost count a few hours ago. She suspected that she’d had less than two hours of sleep the whole night and, if he woke up, she knew that their marathon would continue.

Maggie! Alicia remembered that she and her sister were supposed to go out for breakfast. The bedside clock showed that it was just a little past seven o’clock in the morning and she breathed a sigh of relief. Her sister was a late sleeper, loving to pass the morning away until at least nine o’clock whenever possible.