Billionaire Bachelors 6 ; Runaway Heiress(37)

"Yes," she called as he pushed slightly inside her. He stalled and she raked her fingers down his back to his firm butt and pulled him closer. With a groan, he finally pushed inside her, and Bree saw lights going off behind her closed eyelids.

So full  –  so very full.

She felt complete as he filled every inch of her, stretching her in the very best way. She thought she couldn't possibly feel any better than she did in that moment  –  until he began moving.

Chad began thrusting in and out of her, slow at first, but quickly increasing his speed. Bree could do nothing but hold on tight as their bodies slid together, building up pressure, until finally she exploded in a fusion of light. She shook around him as he pumped inside her a few more times, before his body locked tightly against her and he quivered underneath her touch.




 

 

His hot breath skimmed across her neck as he leaned into her, shudders consuming him. She ran her fingers down his spine, his skin hot to the touch. He gently nipped her shoulder, then brushed his tongue across the point, alleviating any pinch. She didn't want to let go. She felt more emotion locked in his arms, than she had since waking from her coma. She didn't want to let the feeling go.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Better than okay. I don't know if I'm going to be able to move for at least a month," she sighed.

"Let me help you with that," he said lazily as he picked her up, their bodies still one, and carried her to his room. She tensed as she looked at his huge bed, wondering if it was too intimate of a step for her to climb in with him.

As her body tensed, she gripped his manhood, still hard within her, and caused another groan to escape him.

"No other woman has ever done this to me," he groaned as his body lit on fire once more. He laid them on the bed together with her locked tightly in his arms and started moving inside her still quivering body.

It didn't take her long to feel the pressure building back up, and soon all her worries were forgotten, at least for a little while.

***

Bree gulped down large sips of icy cold water. She finished one glass, then quickly polished off another. As she stood by the sink hydrating her body, she couldn't help but laugh.

She'd spent an entire day in bed with Chad, making love over and over again. She was surprised and delighted at how well he knew her body, inside and out. Between making love, she'd managed to catch a little sleep, but hadn't minded when he woke her, only to send her flying again.

He was an incredible lover, and she had to fight not to shout out, yes, oh, yes, I'll marry you, anytime. Lust and love weren't the same thing.

She ran her hand over her stomach and smiled. It was obvious they had no problem in the bedroom, but she didn't know how well they could do outside of it. He'd remained by her side the entire time she'd been in the hospital so that meant something, but still …

Bree turned off the water and stood for a moment, unsure what she should do. Chad was in the shower and they hadn't discussed if she was spending the night in his room. She would assume he wanted her there, considering they hadn't been able to tear themselves away from each other all day, but what if he wanted her to go to her own room now.

"I'm being stupid," she muttered out loud, then jumped at the sound of her own voice, causing her to giggle.

She heard the shower turn off and decided to stay where she was. She wanted to go to his bed, but at the same time, she wanted him to seek her out. There was nothing wrong with maintaining her pride, even if she'd let go of every ounce of self-control that day, already. 

She looked out the window and noticed movement in the backyard. She didn't really think anything of it since the ranch was surrounded by animals. It most likely was one of his dogs, or maybe even a large raccoon. But something just seemed off.

The full moon illuminated the area and the barn light was casting eerie shadows across the ground. A shiver ran down her spine and she leaned in closer to the window. Once she assured herself it was nothing more than an animal she'd rest easier.

She didn't see anything further, so decided she'd just made a mountain out of a mole hill. It had to have been a shadow. The wind was whipping through the area. It was most likely a branch blowing. She was about to turn when another movement caught her eye. Something was giving her the creeps enough that she couldn't turn her eyes away from the spot.

She pressed closer to the cold glass, goosebumps appearing on her skin. Something was out there. An animal  –  it had to be an animal. She was ready to go to the back door so she could get a better look, when a cloud moved and she got a clearer vision of the backyard.

It was a person.

Someone was standing near the barn  –  looking right through the window at her. Bree made eye contact and felt a shudder ripple through her. She was so shocked; she stood motionless for several moments  –  until he took a menacing step in her direction.