Billionaire Bachelors 6 ; Runaway Heiress(51)

Bree was filled with unbelievable joy at how her life had changed so much in only a few short months.

She had to find Chad. His quest of keeping them platonic was about to end because if he didn't take her to bed soon, he may see a true tantrum from the princess. She laughed aloud at her own joke.

Ah, she missed Jennifer, her brother's wife. They'd become so close since she'd married Trenton. Bree hurt thinking about how hard this must have been on her best friend. Jennifer hadn't shown how hurt she must have felt at having Bree not remember her, but Bree knew if the situation was reversed and Jennifer didn't know who she was, she'd be devastated.

She had to call her.

Well, after she spent alone time with Chad.

"Bree," she heard Chad shout. She grinned in anticipation. His tone sounded furious, mixed with a twinge of worry. She'd broken his rule of never going anywhere alone. Bring it on, she thought. Their fights always ended most satisfyingly.

"Over here," she called, then heard his footsteps racing toward her. She grinned more. She knew he could move silently through the woods. He wanted her to know he was coming. Her stomach tightened with raw need.

Chad came to a halt five feet in front of her. He quickly scanned the area before turning back to glare at her. She smiled sweetly at him. She wasn't ready to tell him her memory was back. He'd played with her, now it was her turn to play with him.

"You aren't supposed to go off by yourself," he finally said between clenched teeth.

"I needed a walk," she answered sweetly.

She watched as his forehead wrinkled. She could practically hear him counting in his head. Oh, how she loved pushing his buttons.

"It's for your own safety," he finally muttered.

"As you can see, I'm alive and well," she answered in the same tone she knew was grating on his nerves. Her ni**les grew hard, and she felt heat building. She tried to tell herself anticipation was half the fun, but she was about out of patience. She was salivating at the thought of his thick erection plunging into her. She looked down his body and licked her lips when she saw him tense at her overly sexual glance.

"What are you …  what's going on?" he stammered.

"I'm hungry, Chad, simply famished." She looked at his painted on jeans, open shirt, and sexy cowboy hat and she felt like flames were igniting all over her. Her skin burned and her core pulsed. She was about to go off without a single touch from him. He was all man  –  and he was hers.

She saw him shift, watched his jeans tighten as he became aware of her arousal. He shifted as he tried to maintain his anger, but she saw his eyes dilate. She knew she'd won. Bree reached up and undid the top button on her dress. Then she slowly moved down and released the next one.

She felt triumphant as his eyes practically jumped from their sockets as she moved down her dress, exposing her tempting cle**age to his view.

"Bree," he groaned. He didn't move, just watched as she performed her strip tease.

"Yes," she panted as her dress fell open, exposing her lacy green bra to him. Her ni**les were beaded into hard buds and poking uncomfortably against the fabric, but even that was erotic.

She slipped her hands into the waistline of her dress and with a quick shimmy, it floated to the ground, leaving her standing before him in nothing but her lacy bra and matching panties, which barely covered her womanhood from his view.




 

 

Chad finally moved forward and pressed her body against him. His hungry kiss left her even more breathless and she reached up and grabbed ahold of his hair, holding on for dear life.

"We should go inside," he gasped as he pulled back a fraction of an inch.

"Now," she demanded, not wanting to take the time to go anywhere. The sun felt amazing on her nearly naked body, his arms were around her, and she felt free from the prison she'd been locked in for months. She leaned forward and bit his bottom lip, eliciting another groan from him.

He gripped her butt and pulled upward, grinding her wet womanhood into the rough fabric of his jeans. She wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her hips, sliding against him, so close to completion with barely a touch.

Chad deepened the kiss, his tongue slowly moving in and out of her mouth, mimicking the love making she so deeply desired. She wanted him inside her, filling her. Seductively grinding against him again, he seemed to take the hint. He moved them backward to a huge boulder next to the edge of the woods.

The spot offered a semblance of privacy, not that either of them noticed, but better yet, offered them a place to sit. She pushed down on him as her feet touched the rock, giving her leverage to better move.

"What you do to me," he groaned as her br**sts pushed against him. Ripping off his open shirt, he then dispersed with her bra and cupped her heavy br**sts. She leaned back, giving him better access and he bent his head and took her nipple in his mouth, alternating between biting down and sliding his tongue across the pebbled pink bud.