Billionaire's Defiant Mistress by Heather Longton Read Free Book Online

hands and lips left a trail of pleasure around her body.
    He cupped her bottom with his palms and pulled her closer, she swallowed. “Carlos...”
    “I want to kiss every inch of you. To study you so closely that I know everything there is to know about your body. But I have such a strong desire for you right now, that pleasure will have to wait.” He held her wrists and guided her hand to his shirt buttons. It was a long time since he had wanted a woman as much as he wanted Sarah at that moment. “Please, undo these buttons.”
    Sarah's hands trembled as she tried to undo the first button. It seemed like an impossible task and she felt as if she couldn't ever undo all of them. But then she felt his chest and the texture of his flesh and she became hungry for more. She felt greedy, as if she had come across an oasis after days of thirst and needed to drink and drink. Running her hands and fingers through the hair on his chest, she felt his body respond in twists and jerks as his head tilted backwards. She brushed her finger tips over his hardened nipple and heard him laugh quietly in a groan of obvious pleasure.
    “I have almost forgotten why I brought you up here,” he murmured. “It was to take you to bed.” He bent forward slightly and swooped her up, carrying her to the giant sized bed – the biggest bed Sarah had ever seen.
    He laid her down on top of the duvet and kept his eyes on hers as he pulled off his clothes. As he got down to his dark, silk boxer shorts, Sarah could see his bulge pressed against the smooth material. She felt a shiver down her spine as she realised what was about to happen. Should she say something? Was it wrong not to say something?
    “Your body is trembling Sarah, are you feeling cold?” he growled. He lay beside her and pulled part of the duvet over her as he pulled her against his warm body.
    “No, it's not not cold.”
    “Then we can finish undressing.” As he spoke he reached round and unclipped her bra and tossed it to the floor, then he began sliding her panties over her thighs. His fingers gracefully touched her legs as he pulled them lower and lower before finally discarding them near to where her bra had fallen. He finished by taking off his own boxers, down to his knees with his hands before wriggling his shins through them and flicking them away with his foot.
    Carlos pulled her to him and felt a shuddering sigh pass through his body as he felt their nakedness pressing together. How long had it been since he had last been with a woman? It was long enough for her closeness to catch in his throat as he began his voyage of discovery of her body as he gently stroked her skin.
    As he moved around kissing her naked flesh he found himself hanging over her and caught a glimpse of her head laying against the pillow, her hair sprayed out like a golden halo. He noticed her curved, feminine body with its rounded hips and luscious breasts. She looked like a goddess he thought to himself, a goddess who was content with giving herself to him. “Sarah, you are so beautiful. I am a very lucky man to be with you.”
    “And you are so handsome,” she replied. “Kiss me.”
    His head lowered making his lips press against hers. He felt her body melt into his as her hands ran through his hair pulling him tighter to her as her hips rocked restlessly, seeking to explore him with every part of her. Eventually he pulled away and traced a line round her lips with his finger. “One second.”
    He turned away from her and stretched over the bed scrambling a few feet using his arms and knees. “Where are you going?” Sarah pleaded as she became alarmed with him leaving her side.
    “Just to here.” He pulled open the drawer at the side of the bed and as he ripped open the wrapper and begun sliding on the condom she realised what he was doing. It was time to tell him. She needed to say something.
    And he glided over her once more and kissed her again. She was sunk into the pillow thinking how