The Tycoon's Revenge (Baby for the Billionaire - Book One) (18 page)

The second he started kissing her, she could feel her own body’s response. She attempted one more time to pull away but he simply increased the pressure of his mouth while his hands started rubbing over her curves.

They hadn’t been together in a month and she was just as hungry as he was. She gave up the fight and wrapped her hands around his head to pull him closer to her. She was burning and needed him to take it away. She forgot all about her worries and just let her body’s desire take over.

Derek kept his mouth locked on hers, thrusting his tongue in and around her mouth. She could feel the heat pooling in her core. He was pressed to her side and she could feel his engorged arousal pressed against her hip. Her need was overwhelming, wanting him inside her.

He moved his lips down her neck and licked along her pounding pulse, making her body squirm beneath him. His hands were rubbing slowly up and down her body and when he brushed over her hardened nipple, her back arched off the bed, desiring so much more.

He finally moved down the mounds of her breasts and kissed all around the spot she needed him to touch. His tongue ran around the outer layers of her throbbing nipples and she tried to twist in his direction, so he’d take the bud into his mouth.

He finally did as her body was asking him too and sucked the tightened bud into his mouth, causing a ripple of lightening to shoot all the way to her core. She could feel the heat pooling and getting ready for his erection to push inside her.

He massaged her breasts with his hands while he sucked and licked the swollen buds. She continued to wiggle underneath him, until he finally moved down her stomach and then she couldn’t stop the shacking that was overtaking her body. He moved down her smooth surface and finally reached the throbbing core of her body.

As his tongue swiped out to caress her folds, she could feel the pressure building inside her. He sucked her sensitive nub into his mouth and she jerked with the powerful orgasm that washed through her. She continued to shake as the ripples washed through her over and over again. He slowly kissed his way up her body, not missing a single spot.

When he brought his lips back down to hers in a gentle caress, she felt like she could float away on a cloud. It was magical in its intensity. He continued to kiss her mouth and face and her body began to heat up again.

She boldly flipped him over on his back, to return some of the pleasure she had just received. She ran her tongue down his masculine throat. She loved the slightly salty taste of his body.

She continued down over his hard pecs, loving the feel of his muscles quivering underneath her tongue. His body was so incredible and she loved the texture of his smooth, hard skin. She moved down his stomach and traced the slight line of hair below his belly button. His hips jerked as she continued lower on his body.

She finally reached his engorged staff and held it within her hand, rubbing it through her fingers. She circled the head and then licked the fluid that dripped out. His hips jerked off the bed in pleasure, as a moan escaped his lips.

Jasmine finally lowered her head over the hard shaft and took him deep within her mouth. He groaned as she lowered her head up and down his member, while stroking it up and down with her hand. She enjoyed the silky smooth skin inside her mouth and continued moving up and down, faster as his moans of pleasure egged her on.

He stiffened up and then grabbed her head to pull it away, “this is going to end far too fast if you keep doing that,” he growled. He pulled her up his body and she straddled his hips. They had never made love with her on top before and she was nervous sitting there, with his eyes roaming all over her body. She felt a sense of power though and it was incredibly erotic.

He guided his throbbing shaft towards her entrance and then she slowly slid down on top of him. As her body lowered, she felt the pressure building and her body’s natural instincts took over. She started moving up and down his erection, as her body smoothed the way. She was so hot and moist and he slid easily in and out of her.

She could feel herself start to shake as the orgasm built back up inside her. He lifted his hands up to knead her breasts, as they swayed with each movement she made. He rubbed her nipples between his fingers, slightly pinching them, before smoothing his hands back over the peaks. She could feel the tug all the way down, deep inside her.

He moved one hand and started rubbing her throbbing nub in a tight circle, building the pressure up even more. She began moving quickly, as her body was tightening. She threw her head back and braced her hands on the bed. Both their bodies were quivering, as she continued the up and down motion.

She thrust down hard and then started shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm rocked through her entire body. She could feel the fire shooting down her legs, as wave after wave of intense pleasure shot through her. She lost all energy, as she slumped forward across his chest. Both their bodies were covered in a fine glaze of sweat and she was sliding against his hard chest, making her sensitive nipples quiver.

He grabbed her hips, to steady her and thrust up and down her still shaking body until he tensed and cried out as he shot his release deep within her womb. He continued to move a few more times to draw out the pleasure and then was still as she lay sprawled atop of him.

His hands ran up and down her back, smoothing over her butt, making her still sensitive body shake with the pleasure from his touch. He stroked her hair, as they both enjoyed the aftermath of their lovemaking. He finally turned her head and kissed her gently making her fall even more in love with him than she ever had been before.

She finally shifted off of him, breaking the connection of their bodies. She didn’t know what to do and was going to get up but he refused to release her. He kept stroking her hair, neck and back, turning her whole body to jelly.

Their breathing finally got under control and they lay there in a comfortable silence. She was starting to drift off to sleep when he finally spoke.

“Why would you have not only opened the gates to Amy but allowed her in our home?” he asked her. His voice wasn’t filled with anger just disbelief she would’ve done such a thing. She looked up at him in shock. He didn’t seem happy at all that she’d let the woman in. Maybe Amy had lied about their business meeting.

“She told me she had business papers for you and you had a meeting scheduled. She actually made it sound like the two of you were still lovers, which I was going to talk to you about but you kind of distracted me,” she said, barely above a whisper. She really didn’t want him to confirm he was lovers with another woman, especially after making love to her so passionately. It was hard for her to imagine he could be with her like this and then go be with another woman.

He stared at her for a few moments, seeming to be in shock. “I have never slept with that woman, as a matter of fact she was starting to push the boundaries of her employment and I fired her over a month ago and haven’t seen her since. I was quite shocked to walk into my den to find her sitting there, half naked. I quickly escorted her off the premises,” he said, in a voice that left no doubt he was telling the truth.

“It was very obvious she came here tonight to make a play for me, which I understood in her demented mind but what was plaguing me is that I couldn’t figure out why you would’ve let her in. I guess I never mentioned she was no longer an employee and why would you have thought we were lovers?” he questioned her.

“That day we were having lunch together, she was in the bathroom and told me that not only were you lovers but that she was expecting you to propose marriage to her at any time. I thought you really wanted to be with her but found out you had a son and were doing the right thing by him. It’s really bothered me because I can’t sleep with you while you’re having sex with other women. I know we aren’t getting married out of love but I don’t want either of us taking other lovers if we share the same bed,” she said.

She had turned away from him, because she didn’t want him to see the pain in her eyes. She didn’t want him to know the truth of how much she really cared. It wasn’t unreasonable for her to ask him not to take on mistresses. There were a number of reasons besides love she’d make that request.

“I want to share a bed with you Derek, if we’re going to be faithful to each other,” she finally gained the courage to say. It was very hard for her to do, since the last time she’d opened up her heart to him, he had walked away without a backwards glance.

Derek flipped her over onto her back again and covered her body with his. She was surprised, when his fully engorged erection was at her entrance, begging to enter. He gently spread her legs open and slipped inside her still wet heat.

She instantly felt the pressure start to build, as he very slowly pushed in and out of her. She was starting to lose all thoughts, including what they were talking about.

“I have no desire to be with any other woman when I’m with you. I haven’t slept with another since you stepped back into my life and I guarantee you I won’t. You’re mine now,” he growled, before locking his lips back down on hers.

Jasmine felt a sense of peace, along with the building pressure of her body, as he continued to stroke her with his hands and body. They made love several more times that night, like there was no way either of them could get enough of each other. She’d be very tired over the next week.

Chapter Fourteen

It was her wedding day and Jasmine was having a difficult time breathing. She’d been plucked, waxed, ironed and every other unimaginable pampering so much she didn’t recognize the person who stared back in the mirror.

She turned around in a slow circle to see herself. The dress was everything she could’ve ever imagined and so much more. It had layer upon layer of silk and lace that cascaded down her body. The top was fitted and made her seem like a true princess. Derek had even purchased her a tiara, that she was more than a little suspicious, contained real diamonds on it. She hadn’t let it out of her sight for a moment.

She had to admit to herself, the crew he’d hired had done a spectacular job, because she looked really nice. She sighed as she stood in the waiting area. He’d been very secretive about where the actual wedding was taking place and she was in a huge tent with partitions in it. She was going to be picked up at any moment, to be taken to the site.

“Ms. Freeman your carriage is here,” one of the people said to her. She stepped outside and felt tears fill her eyes, as she saw the horse drawn carriage. It was something right out of Cinderella and it was absolutely perfect. There were four white horses pulling it and a doorman wearing an old fashioned tuxedo, holding open the door. Derek really had thought of everything to make the wedding a true fairytale and she was speechless.

She glided to the carriage on the soft carpet laid out to the door. One of the attendants was holding the train of her dress up, so that it wouldn’t drag on the ground. The doorman helped her inside and then a couple of people straightened out her dress.

Soon the carriage started forward and she looked out the open windows, wondering what could possibly come next. She hadn’t seen Jacob all day and couldn’t wait to see what he looked like in his little tuxedo. He’d been so excited about the whole event.

They turned a corner and then she saw where they were going and her breath hitched in her chest. Why would he do this? She knew he was angry with her for keeping his son from him but why would he go to so much trouble to give her the fairytale wedding she’d always wanted and then chose the one spot that spelled complete heartbreak for her.

As they pulled up in front of the little church she’d been left standing alone at she noticed he’d been busy. The little building, which had once been condemned, was now completely remodeled. It was the same church and looked like it must have when it was originally built but it was now completely fixed up and had flowers decorating the stairs, leading up inside of it.

She refused to leave the carriage. The doorman stood there, looking slightly panicked, as the bride refused to exit. She felt a tear slip down her face and didn’t care if her make-up was most likely ruined. She didn’t care about any of it. All she cared about was that even on her wedding day Derek felt he must punish her for some unknown reason.

She told the carriage driver to take her away and he looked at her like she’d lost her mind. She knew he’d been hired by Derek and there was no way he was leaving with the bride still in the carriage but she had to try. She saw the doors open and then Daniel was descending the stairs. She’d always loved Derek’s father and though she would’ve normally been happy to see the man, today wasn’t one of those days.

He came up to the doors and saw her silently crying. He said nothing for a few moments as he stood there and then silently handed her a handkerchief for her to wipe her face on.

“What’s the matter, Jasmine?” he asked, with what sounded like true concern.

“Why does he want to hurt me so much? I don’t understand why he’d pick this place for our wedding. This is the place he left me standing on my own. Is he even in there, or has this all been one big joke to him?” she blurted out, not even caring it was his father she was speaking to.

Daniel’s eyes widened in surprise, as she spoke to him but he only said he’d be back. He spoke softly to the driver and then patted her hand and walked back into the church. The carriage was suddenly moving once again and Jasmine was surprised but very happy as he pulled around a corner. He didn’t move far but at least she wasn’t in view of the one place holding so much heartbreak.