Blackmailed For The Billionaire’s Pleasure(18)

As his breathing returned to normal he had looked deeply into her eyes, this time with no coldness in them, but the gentleness which had always been there in the past. He pulled her into his arms kissing her deeply. With a soft laugh which was reflected in his eyes he had said gently

“Now I could get used to this kind of wake up call” to which she had chuckled back, her eyes laughing back into his.

“Craig” she began her voice soft and low “I need to tell you...”

At that moment her mobile phone had rang silencing her. Sitting up she grabbed it from the night stand frowning as she read the caller ID. With a worried look at the man beside her she answered.

“Hi sweetheart”

Lying beside her she sensed his body stiffen

“Goodnight…. ”

After a few seconds passed

“I’ll phone in the morning ….. I love you”

As she closed the phone over she looked at him her eyes guarded.

His face had lost the softness which she had seen only a moment ago to be replaced by the same contemptuous expression he had used on her since they had met only two days ago.

“Who was that” he asked softly

Looking away she bit her lip not knowing what to say

She felt the covers being thrown roughly aside as he leapt up retrieving the pyjamas which now lay on the ground. Her eyes flew to where he stood pulling them back on. Seeing him standing there his broad shoulders bronzed and still slightly covered in sweat with his wash board stomach bare she swallowed at how sensual he looked. Her body still quivered with the sensations he had erupted within her and she wanted more.

“Craig…” she pleaded her eyes filling with tears

“Dammit Kira” he bit

His eyes blazed down on her his voice once again cold and hard

“Save me the waterworks sweetheart. Don’t worry I’m not interested in telling your boyfriend about us... Poor sod does he realise what a damned liar you are”

Kira looked totally devastated. Pulling her legs up to her chest she hugged them like a small child, with her hair falling around them.

“Craig” she begged “It’s not what you...”

“What I think” he finished his voice mocking her. He came back to the bed grabbing her by the shoulders and leaning down kissed her roughly on the lips. His kiss was hard and punishing, and as he pushed her from him she brought her shaky hand up to touch her bruised mouth.

“I’ve got work to do, do what you want but stay out of my way” his eyes colder than she could ever have thought they could be stared angrily down on her

“It really does run in your family doesn’t it” he hissed

“Wh…what does that mean” she asked in a quivering voice, shocked to hear him mention her family, she had never mentioned any of her family before, but he had already left the room slamming the door behind him.

She buried her head in her knees and the tears fell, Sobs racking her body. It took her over an hour to recover enough to stop her legs from shaking to enable them to carry her to the bathroom where she stood under the luxurious shower letting the water pummel her body. Closing her eyes she could still feel his hands on her and inside she ached. For three long years she had pushed down the feelings he had fired in her but now Kira realised that the love which she had kept locked up so deep within her had escaped and was now filling her heart, mocking her stupidity.

She remembered how he had just cut her dead. With no warning one day he just refused to take her calls. She had tried writing to him but all her letters were returned unopened. She had been totally destroyed and it had been Bill and Marissa who had helped her through that terrible time. When he had forced her to come with him she had determined that she would keep her emotions locked away and not let him make her feel the way he had before. However, their love making had rekindled those feelings and now her heart was falling apart with the hurt which invaded every part of her body.

Tears mingled with the water and she stood there for what seemed like hours, before finally managing to pull herself together. As with the first time he had broken her heart she had somebody who would get her through it, somebody who would fill that gaping hole he had left. A soft smile found its way onto her lips as she gathered herself for the next few days. She knew that she could do this because when she got home everything would be OK.

Fishing out her bikini Kira decided to relax by the pool, not wanting to stay in the room, the scene of their recent lovemaking and there seemed little else to do. Grabbing her books and other equipment she had made her way down to the large pool beautifully set within the lush tropical garden in which they had sat drinking lemonade the previous afternoon.