Her Sweet Surrender: Billionaire Secrets - Book Four by Drew Sinclair Read Free Book Online Page A

manacles. One large arm was draped over her midsection, the fingers resting softly against her abdomen.
    That's right, now she remembered. He had returned to her, taken her to bed and restrained her, but then he had remained by her side, lay next to her and hugged her close to him with one strong, loving arm.
    "Ruben." She whispered. "Wake up."
    She felt him move and the hand on her abdomen reached absent mindedly down between her legs, as though it were the most natural thing in the world; intimate, caring and oh so sexily possessive of her most intimate place.
    "Baby…" she heard his deep, masculine, half asleep voice growl behind her.
    Baby? That didn't sound like him at all. He must be still dreaming, but who would he be dreaming about? A bolt of jealousy shot through her and she tried to elbow him in the ribs but the restraints wouldn't let her. She tried kicking him with her heels but he didn't seem to notice her attempts.
    "It's okay baby." He murmured again. Now she jerked her ass back into him, thrusting violently into what was clearly a serious case of morning wood.
    He jerked awake.
    "What the fuck?"
    He suddenly sounded so ridiculously human, just like a regular guy, nothing like the commanding, super rich, high IQ, obsessed-with-controlling-everything-and-everyone-around-him, alpha male billionaire.
    Dig down to the bottom of it all and he was just like any other guy; a life support system for a penis most of them.
    I will get you Ruben Mayweather, I will get you in ways your dreams can’t even imagine yet.
    Suzy wasn't accustomed to viewing her relationships with men as a battle but Ruben had blown her mind and twisted her world upside down in so many ways that she couldn't not but want to cut him down to size. As clever as he thought he was, she was pretty sure he hadn't met anyone with her kind of intelligence before. He had been lucky up until now with her unfortunate circumstances putting her in a position where he held all the aces, but she could wait. Once all this madness with Nadia and her family was done she would take great pleasure in getting him into position directly underneath her and make him moan like a high-school virgin on prom night. He would beg her for sex, plead for the favor of being allowed to come in her presence and then he would apologize with his cock and balls for all of the humiliating, although admittedly toe-curling hot sex he had railroaded her into.
    "Wake up Ruben." She said more loudly. "My arms are sore and I need to pee."
    "Huh? Oh shit, yes of course. I'm sorry Suzy, please forgive me."
    This was new as well; genuine apologies? Obviously there was a human being in there somewhere far below the elaborate façade of Ruben Mayweather CEO and all around boy wonder.
    "You've had your fun Mayweather. The other part of the bargain is that you do what I tell you to do when we aren't in one of your seedy bedroom fantasy scenarios."
    He was scrambled to release her  while she spoke and as her eyes adjusted to the dim light of the cabin she could just about make out the huge, nearly naked, and most delicious of all, slightly flustered man above her.  His perfect hair was all messed up, and my God, she hadn't seen him so undressed before; the guy's body was out of this world. He was as chiseled as a professional boxer, as broad and lean as an Olympic athlete.
    She stared up at him in awe as he focused on releasing the cuffs. Once she was free and he looked down at her big eyes watching him he began to return to himself.
    "Don't do that." He said, checking his watch. "We have to begin coordinating our actions on arrival."
    "Don’t tell me what to do. It's my turn to give the orders now."
    "You forget Suzy, we're still in the bedroom." He said, his billion dollar poise and confidence returning. He put a curled index finger under her chin and tilted her head. "Once you step in here everything belongs to me, including those snotty little lips of yours. Now get dressed. We have a lot of