Babysitting a Billionaire #2 - Out of Control(20)

 

 

"That's what I'm aiming to stop," he said. "I don't want her taking a bullet for me."

Jess's eyes widened. "That's why you want her off the detail? Well, that does change things, but I'm still not taking her off. It's her decision. Her life. And if she has her way, she'll be heading back to a war zone soon, so get used to it."

That didn't seem real, though. And she still had the physical to pass. Maybe she would fail.

Dani came to a halt beside their little group and glanced around, her brows furrowing as she settled on Zach.

"We're going to start saying our good-byes," Jake said and tugged Kim away.

"And I'm going to " Jess shrugged. "Leave you two to do whatever you like." She wandered off in the direction of the buffet table.

"So did you all have a nice little chat?" Dani said.

"We did-all about you."

"So I guessed." She eyed him suspiciously. "I am grown up, you know. I don't need protecting. I bet Jake and Jess both told you to keep away, didn't they?"

Zach smiled. "Actually, I think I just got their blessing to do whatever I like with you."

"You did?"

"Oh, yeah. Apparently whatever I'm doing is having a good effect."

"It is?"

"You're glowing, and I'm supposed to keep doing it."

Her gaze wandered down over his body. Did it linger at his groin? The idea made his cock jerk in his pants. Was she thinking what he was thinking? Like how soon could they get away? "That's nice."

"Though I'm not allowed to hurt you."

"Well, that's hardly likely to happen. It's not as though I'm expecting you to marry me or anything. In fact, you're my perfect guy-you'll never want anything from me but sex, and afterward we can go on with our lives."

"Of course we can." But her words caused a little nag of irritation. She was so sure she knew him. Yeah, he didn't have a good reputation as far as commitment was concerned. That didn't mean he wasn't capable of it, just that he'd never wanted it. He shrugged off the feeling.

"So what next?" she asked.

"I have a few things in mind, and they all involve getting up close and personal."

"Like dancing?"

"That would be a start."

Chapter Eleven

Zach's hands splayed across the bare skin of her back, pulling her against the hard length of him. She was hardly aware of the music, only that it was something slow and romantic. 

So why had Jake changed his attitude? Was she really glowing? And was that down to Zach and his lovemaking? Maybe Jake had just accepted that she could look after herself at last.

The hands slid down her back, sending shivers through her. They came to rest on the curve of her ass, and he squeezed gently, sending warmth flooding to her sex.

He lowered his head and nuzzled the side of her neck, his hot breath feathering her skin. "Did I mention that your breasts look fabulous in that dress?" he whispered into her ear.

"No."

"They do. They make me want to slowly strip you, kiss them, lick your nipples. They're waiting for me to do just that."

She glanced down between them and yes, she could see the hard little peaks poking at the front of her dress. They ached with need. How much longer did they have to stay here? She looked longingly at the huge staircase that led to the bedrooms.

"Until Jake and Kim leave," he said, as though reading her thoughts. "Then I'm going to take you upstairs and fuck both our brains out." He surreptitiously squeezed her ass again. "I think I'm going to lay you on your front and take you from behind, because you also have the most beautiful ass I have ever come across."

He was making love to her with his words, casting a spell around her until she felt lethargic, heavy with need, desire a warm weight building low down in her belly. Later they would consummate this, but strangely, right now, she was enjoying the slow build-up. Reveling in the delay, knowing when they came together it would be all the sweeter for the wait.

She pressed herself against him; they were hardly moving now. Resting her head on the silk of his chest, she listened as the thud of his heart kept time with the pulse beating between her thighs. She'd never felt like this. They were in the middle of a busy dance floor, surrounded by people, and she couldn't seem to focus on anyone but the man who held her. And he was far from unaffected. His hardening erection pressed between their bodies. She pushed her hips closer and felt him pulsate.

"This has the potential to be seriously embarrassing," he murmured.

She pressed again, then turned her head slightly and kissed his chest.

"Christ, I need to kiss you. And more."

He stopped moving completely, drew back from her a little, and looked around. "Come on."

"I thought you said we couldn't leave yet." She caught sight of Jake and Kim still obviously saying their good-byes. And Jess on the opposite side of the big room. She raised her glass at Dani and gave a thumbs-up with her other hand.

"We can't," Zach said. "But I do need to be alone with you for a minute. Or maybe five." He rested his hands on her shoulders, turned her, and urged her forward. When they came to the big double doors that led into the entrance hall of the castle, he slipped through and pulled her after him.

He stood for a moment, then headed to one of the curtained alcoves that lined the long room, dragged her against him, and kissed her.

Hard. His tongue plunged into her mouth with an edge of desperation. Then his hands were on her breasts, slipping inside the bodice, his fingers tugging at her nipples sending sharp jolts of pleasure straight to her sex.

He was panting, and he glanced up into her face with a rueful smile. "I feel like a horny teenager." Taking her hand in his, he pressed it to the front of his body. The steely hardness of his erection twitched beneath her palm. "I think I've been hard from the moment I touched you this morning. But it was worth it, to feel you coming apart for me."

Moist heat flooded her core at the memory of his fingers giving her pleasure. "Maybe it's time to return the favor."

She reached behind her and pulled the crimson curtain closed, leaving them in dim light. He leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, and regarded her out of heavy-lidded eyes. "What did you have in mind?" His voice was like warm honey.




 

 

What did she have in mind? This was all new to her.

She searched his face, saw his gaze drop to her mouth and his eyes go hot and dark.

Could she?

She nipped her lower lip, then ran her tongue along the upper, heard his breath hitch.

"You're killing me here, sweetheart."

She wanted him to feel the same pleasure he had given her. Yes, she could do this. Holding his gaze, she sank to her knees in front of him.

"Jesus. You don't have to do this " But she could hear the catch in his voice.

"I want to," she murmured. "But I'm afraid it's another first. You might have to tell me exactly what to do." Without waiting for him to reply, she stretched out a hand and stroked her finger over the length of his erection, clearly visible beneath the soft material of his pants. She toyed with the button, then flicked it open and slowly drew down the zipper. He wore black boxers and his cock strained at the soft material. She reached inside, wrapped her hand around him, and drew him out, pushing his boxers and pants down over his hips.

He was fully erect, hard against his lean belly. She'd never thought of penises as beautiful before. In fact, she'd tried not to think of them at all. Now, Dani sat back on her heels and stared at him. The head was rosy, flushed with blood, and it jerked under her stare.

Slowly, she lowered her head and took him in her mouth. He tasted salty and clean and her nostrils filled with the wild, musky scent of aroused male. It twisted her insides until they coiled up tight, and she clenched her thighs together.

His hips jerked, and she released him. She kissed his balls, licked her way up the shaft, stroking her tongue around the rim and poking the tip into the eye. Then she mouthed him again, sucking hard, and he pushed into her mouth so she almost choked.

"Sorry," he muttered, and she peered up the length of his body. "Put your hand around the base," he said.

She did, her fingers hardly meeting as they wrapped around the bottom of his shaft just above his balls. Her palm covered half of him. Now if he pushed, he wouldn't choke her. She squeezed him and then lowered her head once more, swirling her tongue around him, then sucking hard in rhythm with her gentle squeezes.

His fingers twined in her hair, and he urged her closer. His hips were pumping now, as though he couldn't help himself, and his cock seemed to swell in her mouth.

Above her, he muttered words of encouragement and she sucked harder, though her jaw was starting to ache now.

Then his back arched with one last thrust, and her mouth flooded with the salty taste of him. She swallowed instinctively as he continued to pump.

Finally, he stilled. "Holy crap."

She released him, then gave him one last kiss on the tip. Zach urged her to her feet with a hand in her hair. She wobbled, but he held her steady and kissed her, then rested his forehead against hers. "Thank you." 

"My pleasure." And it had been. She realized that she loved to give him pleasure, to see him come apart for her. It gave her a sensation of power.

"And mine." He straightened his clothes.