The Tycoon's Blondie (The Tycoon Series Book 2) (5 page)

Allison
reached for his head, tangling her fingers in his hair and tugging his head
down for her kiss.  Their lips met, their tongues tangled and their breaths
collided on a steam of excited arousal.  She wanted him inside her, but she
could not tell him, for then she would have to stop kissing him and that was
not an option.  Not when his lips fused to hers, controlling her mouth with a
melting sensual rhythm that
fueled
the need inside her to staggering heights. No, she could not resist those lips.

It felt as if
he controlled all of her with the mere stroke of his tongue, until his hands
settled on the soft curve of her waist, softly trailing upwards.  He kneaded
her skin, throwing her completely off balance when his wicked hands closed
around the globes of her breasts. 

Oh
Lord, his hands felt so good!

He dragged his
mouth from hers, trailing kisses down her chin and over the slope of her
breast, teasing her with a hot breath directly over first the one, then the
other nipple.

Allison
moaned, arching her breasts higher, begging for more, but Tiaan refused to be
rushed.  This time, he wanted to
savor
every touch, every emotion and every sensation.

She panted and
grasped at his shoulders as he placed small teasing kisses all around her
breasts, drawing closer to the center with agonizing slowness.  Then he flicked
his tongue over her nipples and Allison reared off the bed, the wetness of his
tongue only a promise of the heat to come.  She moaned as he did it again,
teasing her need even higher.

“Oh, sweet
Lord!  Tiaan…
please
.”

He opened his
mouth and took her breast deep into
into
it. Allison’s mind was frayed.  He felt so good under her hands, smelled like
heaven and his taste…she licked her lips, recalling how wonderful his lips
tasted on hers.

Tiaan tugged
at the deliciousness that were her nipples, deep then deeper into his mouth,
before he pulled back and suckled only on her nipples. Like a hungry man feasting
on his last meal.  He twisted the other nipple between his fingers while pressing
its twin to the roof of his mouth.  Allison keened and moaned when he swapped,
driving her insane with pleasure and need.

He was slowly stoking
her to a blazing inferno inside.  Her thighs were already soaked, her pussy
pulsed, clenching so greedily that she battled to breathe as each touch stole the
air from her panting lips.

Allison lifted
her hips and ground her crotch against the leg pressed between her own. She
could not stop moving and he allowed her to continue writhing against him.  He
groaned as he felt her wetness spread against his leg and he pressed against
her.  She moved faster, needing him to feed the fire he had started inside her,
not stopping until the ashes fluttered to the sky.

“Please,
Tiaan…please.”

He did not
need to ask what she needed and he stroked a slow path over her stomach toward
her throbbing clit.  She keened when his fingers fluttered over it, then moaned
when he brushed the tip, slowly stroking up and down and around her clit.

“Oh God…I
can’t…Tiaan…ohoh.”

“Easy, Baby.”

He tried to ease
off a bit, but she refused to let him and dragged his hand back to continue the
caress on her clit.  Her labia were swollen with arousal and the hood of her
clit drawn back to expose the swollen nub.  Need shuddered through Allison when
Tiaan kissed a path across her stomach to lick his tongue up and down her
clit.  At the same time, he pushed two fingers inside her.  Slowly, inch by
inch until he reached the swollen bundle of nerves deep inside her. His lips
closed over her clit and he sucked it into his mouth, twirling his tongue as it
went.  The stroking against her G-spot, combined with the gentle sucking, was
the final straw and Allison tumbled over the edge.

She arched forcefully
into his hand and mouth and keened hoarsely as she climaxed.  Her core clenched
around Tiaan’s fingers, plunging inside her.  He kept feeding her climax with
his brushing fingers and twirling tongue.

Allison was
still trying to catch her breath when the sound of foil tearing registered and
then he was there, pushing his cock inside her.  The touch of him deep inside
her sent shockwaves through her and she groaned, clutching at the sheets
beneath her.  Her pussy clenched at the welcome intrusion and she wrapped her
legs around his waist to draw him deeper.

He growled and
thrust the last few inches into her.  He paused, watching as her grimace turned
to pleasure.  He rolled his hips, pressing harder, deeper and Allison moaned,
thrashing her hips against him, urging him to start moving.

He drew his
cock out to the tip, hovering there for a moment before he slung his hips
forward and impaled her once more.  He started thrusting then, strong and deep,
setting a rhythm that shifted her directly into overdrive. An intense pressure
inside her imploded with his third thrust against that sweet spot deep inside
her.

Tiaan groaned
as her heat soaked him and her pussy contracted and gripped him with a ruthless
hold.  He increased his speed and pounded into her forcefully, more deeply and
feeling her non-stop spasms around his cock, he let go. His balls tightened and
his release rushed through his cock to explode into the condom deep inside
her.  He kept jerking into her until the last drop of his semen dribbled from
his balls.

Their combined
haggard breathing echoed throughout the room.  Tiaan leaned over her with his
elbows resting beside her shoulders.  Allison looked up and her breath caught
in her throat.  The look in his eyes was…warm, tender and loving?  But it was
such a fleeting emotion, she was not sure she identified it correctly.

“Do you have
any idea what you do to me, Allison?  Shit…this is…”  

He dropped his
face and nuzzled her throat.  Tiaan clenched his teeth.  He was having
difficulty working through the emotions that were raging through him.  Emotions
that were stronger than any he had ever experienced.  Emotions that he was not
sure he was ready for. Yes, emotions.

Chapter Five

Tiaan walked out of the elevator
into the posh reception area of Whitman and Co., one of their biggest clients. 
He was exactly on time for his appointment.  It was one of the business ethics
the Sheppard twins were very strict about.  Perfect timekeeping.

“Mr. Sheppard,
it is good to see you again.  Miss DeWitt has asked you to please wait.  May I
offer you something to drink in the meantime?”

Tiaan
stiffened.  Hillary DeWitt was an astute business woman, but believed she could
manipulate men because she was model-perfect and beautiful.  The meeting was
scheduled with her father Alexander DeWitt who knew very well Tiaan hated to be
kept waiting. Annoyance made his voice gruff.

“My
appointment is with Alexander, Beverly.  I am on time.  If he is not here, tell
me now and do not waste my time.”

“I…er…he was unfortunately
called to Canada on Friday.”

“And no one
thought to cancel my appointment?”

“I apologize,
but Miss DeWitt assured me you would not mind seeing her.”

“If she is
ready to see me now, fine, otherwise I am leaving.  I do not have time to waste.”

The
receptionist rushed to get Hillary on the line and cursed softly when her PA relayed
that she was out of the office.

“Where is she?
She knows Tiaan Sheppard is here for a meeting.  No, you don’t understand, it
is Tiaan Shep…he does not do waiting, Erica!  Find her.”

Tiaan rocked
back on his heels and his eyes sparked fire.  He saw the trembling in the young
woman’s lower lip and he smiled. 
Poor little thing was only trying to do
her job.

“It seems I have
wasted my time.  Please inform Alexander that I will be available at my office
for our next meeting…when he is back from Canada.”

“I am sorry, Mr.
Sheppard.”

“Not your
fault.  Thank you for trying.”

He turned and
strode to the elevator.  He had just pressed the button for the ground floor
when he saw Hillary DeWitt trotting toward him, waving her hands and smiling
seductively.  He gave her a brief nod and watched the amazed disbelief on her
face.  Men did not shun Hillary DeWitt. 

He sighed and
ran his hand over his face.  It was one thing he never indulged in.  Fucking a
client.  In her case, not from a lack of trying on her part.  He leaned against
the back wall of the elevator, realizing that for the first time his cock did
not even twitch at the sight of her bobbing breasts as she trotted toward him.

Allison.  She
did this to him.  She fucking ruined him.  Since they had spent the night at
his house he had yet to have any kind of physical reaction to any of the myriad
of women constantly vying for his attention.

His cock
twitched.  Until he thought of her that is.  Then his cock perked up like a
little puppy about to be fed.  Eager and demanding to be fed in this case.  A
demand he had deliberately been ignoring for the past six days.  He was still
trying to work through the emotions that had been awakened in him.

He got into
his Bentley Continental GT and drove directly to the restaurant where he was
meeting Michael and Lucas for lunch.  He phoned them on the way and both agreed
to meet him there a little earlier.  He was nursing a beer by the time his two
friends arrived.

“What’s up, my
friend?  You’ve ditched every invitation we’ve sent you since Mason’s wedding.”

“Which was
only six days ago.  One would swear it was a year ago.  I’ve been busy.  With
him on honeymoon…”

“Poor bugger. 
So, where did you disappear to on Saturday night and more importantly, who
with?”

“You know what
they say.  Curiosity killed the cat.”

Michael and
Lucas looked at each other.

“Holy shit, he
has been caught too.”

“Hook, line
and sinker.”

Tiaan frowned
at them and waved the waiter closer to order another round of drinks.

“What are you
talking about?”

“Avoiding
going on the rampage with us for a week, not wanting to disclose the name of
the woman you probably fucked all night long on Saturday.  You, my friend did
the heart thing.”

“What heart
thing?”

“That little
pump inside your chest that keeps you alive.”

“I know
what…cut the crap, Michael.  What are you talking about?”

“Whoever you
took home with you affected that pulsing muscle.  You even seem different.”

“Bullshit.”

“No, Michael
is right.  You seem…surreal.”

Tiaan glowered
at Lucas and they burst out laughing. Both of them sobered when Tiaan did not
join in their laughter.

“Fuck me.  It
is
true.  You, the womanizing Tycoon, have fallen in love.”

“You should
know better than anyone that I do not fall in love, Michael.”

“So, she was
just a one-night stand then?”

Tiaan
growled.  “No, she wasn’t.”

Both Lucas’
and Michael’s eyebrows shot toward their hairlines.  Tiaan never had sex with
the same woman twice.  It was one of his rules.  He had no interested in ‘being
caught’ as he called it and ensured all the women he had sex with knew that.

Michael
frowned thinking back to the wedding and he cursed when he made the connection.

“Hell no!  You
stay away from her.  You better tell me it was not my cousin you seduced into
going home with you after the wedding.”

Tiaan just
looked at Michael, his face expressionless.  Michael’s eyes narrowed.

“You fucked my
cousin?”

Tiaan ran his
hand over his eyes.

“It was more
than just that, Michael.  Damn I have never…and it is not over, far from it.  I
made it clear to Allison weeks ago that we were going to have a relationship.”

“Before you
fucked her?”

“Stop calling
it that!”  Tiaan growled at Michael.  “It was more than just a quick fuck,
Michael.  A hell of a lot more.”

“So you have
contacted her again?”

“No.”

“No?  How is
it any different if you treat her the same as you do all those other women you’ve
had sex with?”

“I have not
had all that many, Michael, and you know it.  I would have to be a nymphomaniac
to keep up with what the tabloids report on. And it is different.  For one
thing, I have never spent the whole night with any of them, let alone fallen
asleep with them.”

There was a
moment of shocked silence.   Michael and Lucas looked at each other. 

“The whole
night and you slept with her?”

“There is
something about her.  Bloody hell, I have been trying to understand what it is
she does to me.”

“She is my
cousin, Tiaan. Like I told Mason, I’m warning you, if you hurt her, friend or
not, I will hurt you.”

Tiaan nodded
and for a while their attention was drawn to the waiter, who took their orders
for lunch.

The rest of
their meal was spent discussing sports and the next race.  Michael was the
master owner of a global auto shop franchise called Expert Auto.  He also owned
and headed up the Hadley racing team.  He was one of the best speedway racers
on the circuit today and was expected to win the Dakar in October.

“It is at the Bethel
Motor Speedway race track, the one located near the site of the original Music
Festival in White Lake, next Saturday.”

“The one where
Mason beat your ass a few weeks ago?”

“Pure luck.”

“If you say
so.  Maybe I should race one or two races.  I did not fare so bad all those
years ago.”

“Sounds like a
good idea. We start at eleven.”

Tiaan drove away from the
restaurant and found himself in front of Allison’s office.  He sat looking at
the entrance for a long while before he came to a decision. 

Allison sat behind the desk in
her office, staring out of the window.  The patient file on her computer she
was making notes on long-forgotten.  Her stomach clamped for the umpteenth time
this week when she allowed her thoughts to travel back to the night she shared
with Tiaan.

Every single
time the same sensations and emotions that nearly drowned her throughout that
night completely overpowered her. She shuddered and closed her eyes.

Dammit,
Allison, stop it.  He got what he wanted.

He had not
even bothered to phone her and it had been six days.  Even knowing that, she
kept experiencing the need and desire for the one man that managed to blow her
mind.  Nonstop.  For hours.

Allison sighed
and turned back to her computer, done for the week and tired beyond belief. 
She had not been able to sleep much and had been fully booked every day.  She
looked up listlessly when her door opened.  Jeannie popped her head in and
smiled at her.

“That is it for
the day.  Okay with you if I leave?”

“Of course,
enjoy your weekend.”

Allison finished
the notations for the day and was soon on her way home. She drove past the
jetty and noticed the ferry preparing to take off.  Her hands tightened around
the steering wheel and she yanked it to the right, smiling at the ferry master
as he closed the gate behind her car.

She nibbled
her lip and remained in her car, not all too sure she was doing the right
thing.  One thing was certain, she was turning thirty in a few months and she was
still single.  Another painfully obvious thought was that, with Tiaan, she had
climaxes that she never thought she would ever experience.  Finally, she did
not just fuck Tiaan Sheppard, they ended up making love and that blasted
directly to her heart.  The tender care and respect he treated her with.  He
treated her as if she was the love of his life and for those hours in his arms,
that was exactly what she felt like.

Now, she was
going to take what she wanted.  She wanted Tiaan Sheppard.  He told her she was
not just a floozy to him and that they would have a relationship.  She was
going to demand her rights.  She refused to accept another man making her a
promise…the way he made love to her was the promise…and then reneging on it. 
This time she would be the one taking what she wanted.

She did not
even know if he was at home, but she was willing to take a chance.  Both of the
Sheppard twins were licensed pilots and used a helicopter to get to work and
back.  The chopper was visible through the trees in front of the large hangar
it was kept in and her stomach roiled nervously when she parked next to his
car, in front of his house.

Allison rang
the doorbell twice, but Tiaan did not open the door.  She tried the door and
slipped through before she changed her mind.

“Hello?”

She searched
downstairs and then made her way up the stairs toward his room.  The moment she
entered the spacious room she heard the shower running.

Allison did
not hesitate.  She undressed with quick movements and left her bag and clothes
on the deep, plush chair by the window.  She padded into the bathroom and stood
studying at Tiaan for a moment.  He had his back toward her, soaping his
chest.  That broad, muscular frame demanded her full attention. His pecs were
full and well defined. His wide lats only added to his perfect V shaped figure
and ripped torso. His back muscles were visible as he stretched to spread the
soap suds around his neck. From his robust traps down to the bottom of his
lower back, every muscle was perfectly sculpted and cut.  She licked her lips
and slowly pulled the shower door open.

Tiaan whipped
around and she stepped right into him.  She brushed her hands over his pecs to
curl her hands around the back of his neck.  She went on her tip toes and
pressed her hard nipples against his chest, rolling her hips to press his rock
hard cock between their bodies.  His eyes glittered and seared down into hers.

“You don’t get
to stick your cock in my pussy one night and then disappear.  That is not how
this relationship is going to work.”

“It’s not?” 
Tiaan rasped hoarsely.

“You can bet
your ass it’s not.”

Allison
dragged his head down and her lips closed over his.  There was no coercion
needed as Tiaan took control of the kiss the moment their lips met.  His cock
was so hard he could barely breathe, lest he would explode.  Her lips flowered open
under his and he nearly lost it.  Wrapping his arms around her, he dragged her
higher up against his chest, lifting her feet from the floor.  With her nestled
tightly against him, his tongue surged inside her mouth, like a bandit who
demanded she give him all, not holding back even the tiniest bit.  The moment
he turned and saw her standing there, the possessiveness he felt for her
flooded him.  She was his.  It was not just a fact anymore, it was reality, not
negotiable and he would never let her go.

At some point
during the afternoon he had admitted to himself that he wanted this woman like none
other before.  One night would never be enough with her, nor would two or three
or a month’s worth, not even a year.  She was it for him.  He wanted a lifetime
with her.  His prize for waiting for her all these years.