Billionaire Boys Club 5 : Romancing the Billionaire(63)

With that thought in mind, Jonathan dropped his boxers and stepped out of his clothing.

Her eyes widened and she licked her lips at the sight of him, which just made him harder. "I forgot how good you look naked. That's so unfair."

"How is that unfair?" He took his c**k in hand and slowly stroked it, tip to balls, just to watch her reaction. Sure enough, her gaze followed his hand, riveted. He liked that.

"Because you shouldn't look that delicious. Here I was trying to get over you, and you look better than ever. I mean, you've got a six-pack practically up to your throat." 

As he stroked his hand down his c**k again, her gaze followed and she licked her lips once more, then made a soft whimper in her throat.

"Are you just going to sit there and tease me?" she asked.

"Nothing wrong with a bit of teasing," Jonathan told her, and gave his c**k another fierce stroke with his hand, enjoying the way her eyes gleamed in response. "Whets the appetite."

"But I already had a healthy appetite," she told him.

"Mmm. Healthy, but not ravenous."

"And are you ravenous?"

"For you, I am."

She gave a little shiver. "Then show me."

How could he resist that suggestion?

Jonathan took a few steps toward the bed and crawled in next to her, his gaze locked on her face. He watched her nervous eyes flicker over his body as he draped his bigger form over hers, and then he was on all fours over her helpless form. Her body was trapped below his. Jonathan grinned down at her, feeling wickedly in control. He liked that Violet was his to do with as he liked, and he intended to exercise that control. "Still trust me?"

"Of course." She sounded more confident than she looked.

"Good." He leaned in and gave her a light, nipping kiss.

She lifted her mouth, her tongue slicking against his, and he lost himself in the taste of her. Violet was delicious. Everything about her-the soft feel of her lips, the tease of her tongue against his, her hot, wet mouth-everything was perfection. Jonathan groaned against her, then took control of the kiss, slicking his tongue against hers and intensifying the kiss until it felt as if they were devouring each other. Violet gave little whimpers underneath him, whimpers of pleasure and need, and they made his c**k ache. He longed to press it against her, but with her tied up and laid flat, maneuvering was limited. Still, this gave him the opportunity to crawl all over her and do as he pleased, and he certainly would.

Reluctantly, he ended the kiss, then couldn't resist biting down on her lower lip and sucking on it even as he pulled back.

She gasped, her eyes sleepy with desire as she gazed up at him. "Oh, man, you're a good kisser. I'd forgotten how good up until a few weeks ago."

"And then I was so good that you kneed me in the balls?" He kissed along her jaw, reminding her of their first meeting.

She gave a girlish giggle that delighted him. "It's your own fault. You don't just maul a woman you haven't seen in ten years."

"Not even if she's the most beautiful creature I've ever seen and I've fantasized about her for a decade?"

Violet moaned as he bit down on her earlobe. "Not even then."

"Now that's unfair," he told her, licking down her throat. Her br**sts brushed up against his chest, and he could feel how hard her ni**les were even through the fabric of her bra. That would be coming off very soon. He wanted to feel her bare skin against his chest.

"Jonathan?" she asked, breathless.

He continued to kiss down her throat. "Hmm?"

"You haven't asked me if I had anyone else in the last ten years." Tension vibrated through her body.

He hadn't, because the thought drove him insane. "Do you have anyone else you're seeing?"

"No! Of course not!"

"Then no one else matters, because from this moment on, you're fully mine. Body and soul." He pressed his mouth to her throat and sucked. He wanted to mark her, brand her as his, though he knew that was crazy. His intense love for Violet drove him to madness though. She'd been his first and only love, and having her back in his arms was a dream made reality.




 

 

"Oh, Jonathan," she sighed, arching her throat so he could continue to kiss and suck on it. "Sometimes you know just the right thing to say to make a girl's knees weak."

"I'm not saying it just for a reaction, Violet. It's how I feel. It's how I've always felt. You are, and have always been, mine. You have always owned all of my heart. I've never stopped loving you."

She bit her lip and then gave him a teasing smile. "You've never stopped talking, either. I thought we were going to make love?" She gave a little shake of the bonds over her head.