BILLIONAIRE (Part 7) by Juliette Jones Read Free Book Online Page B

scared me, I hoped I would never, ever need to.  “Alexander,” I whispered,
tugging at his shirt.  “Come here.”
    He
kissed my still-pulsing nub once more, nuzzling gently before lifting himself
up with his arms to lay his big body gently over mine, barely touching me with
his weight.  Even the light pressure gave me every clue as to the state of his
arousal.  I wrapped my arms and legs around him, preventing any retreat.  I
kissed his mouth.  Once I might have cared that I could taste myself, but not
now.  I wanted everything that had to do with Alexander.  His rigid length
pressed against my stomach as I pulled him closer.  “You need to rest now,” he
said.  “Are you ready for me to take you home?”
    “Not
yet.”  I kissed his remarkable face and unwrapped my arms from his neck,
unbuttoning his shirt to feel the sculpted planes of his chest.
    He
covered my forehead once again with his palm.  “You do feel a little feverish
–”
    My
fingers slid under the waistband of his jeans, circling the rock-hard width of
him, squeezing as my other hand unzipped his pants to release him.  “I’m
feverish with desire for my knight in shining armor.  I need you so much.  I
want to feel you inside me.  You said you’d give me whatever I want.  And I
want this …”  I squeezed him more tightly, stroking him from root to tip
until he groaned and hardened even further.  I pushed his jeans down his lean
hips, positioning him, guiding him to my slippery center, pushing the head of
his cock into me.  “… here .”
    “Damn
it, Lila,” he gasped.  “Fuck.  I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”
    “You
are taking care of me.  Just like I want.”  I wrapped my legs tighter around
him, levering his hips towards me until he slid deeper, possessing me inch by
ecstatic inch.  God, he felt good.  The tiny muscles deep inside me clenched
and spasmed, tightening around him in welcoming ripples.
    “ Oh,
fuck, Lila.  Oh, God .”  His voice was so rasped it was almost
unrecognizable.  “I only wanted to keep you safe.  Physically safe and
emotionally safe, too.  I never meant to hurt you, or scare you.  I’m so
fucking sorry.  I love you so much.  Too much.”  Alexander’s eyes were shiny
with remorse.  I was amazed to feel the drop of a tear on my cheek.  His tear. 
His eyes were bloodshot, framed by those long, thick lashes.
    Alexander. 
My Alexander.  I couldn’t bear his pain.  And I couldn’t believe I had touched
him so deeply and so completely.  My hands moved to his hips, to the hard,
flexed muscles of his backside.  I pulled him closer, until he was filling me,
thickly and entirely.  My body was cradling his, fluttering around him in a
tight, wet, connective bond.  Involuntarily, my muscles clenched around him as
though to draw him further into me as I took his face between my hands.  I felt
his torment as if it was my own, deep inside my heart.  “Look at me, Alexander.” 
He did, and I felt the sting of my own tears.  “You didn’t know.  I never told
you that part.  It’s over now, and we’re here, together.”
    “I
can’t lose you.  I thought I’d lost you.”
    “You
couldn’t lose me if you tried,” I told him.  “You’re mine.  I need you too
much.”
    “You’ve
touched me, angel,” he said, thrusting into my clasping depths, “like I’ve
never been touched.  I’m crazy for you.  Crazy in love with you.  Crazy .”
    I
kissed him and kissed him again.  My legs were wrapped around his hips, my sex
pulsing around his deeply-insinuated flesh in receiving, rippling embraces.  “I
love you,” I whispered, looking into his eyes as the tears ran in tickling
tracks down my temples.  “I love you.”
    He
rolled his hips as he plunged into me, stirring his big, heavy cock into my melting
depths.  I was coming.  I don’t think I’d stopped coming.  His thickness
pushed the ecstasy into me in powerful drives until the rhythmic