Seduced By The British Billionaire(36)

“And what if she doesn’t?” Amber questioned, seriously doubting it would happen anytime soon.

He hugged her, taking her gently in his arms and trailing his fingers down her mid-back. “You aren’t a mistake and you could never be. For once I’m doing the right thing. I want to marry you, have children, and live a happy life away from everything. If my parents don’t like it then they don’t have to be a part of it.”

She bit her lip. He was willing to sacrifice his family ties for her, which was in no way a small deal. “Since when did you want kids?” she teased, pinching his arm through his shirt.

He reacted by tugging her hair back. “Since now,” he exclaimed, eyeing her deeply. “I want it all with you. I want to be a father, a grandfather, to raise children together. I have the money and means to take care of a family and to give my kids everything. I want to give you all that your heart desires my love. But if that isn’t what you want, then please be honest with me.” His excitement emanated from his entire body. He was sharing something with her from deep in the desires of his heart.

God, he was so hot when he spoke like that. It was such a turn-on, having a man talk to her about fathering their children. Perhaps it was just a female thing, but she suddenly began to see him in a new light. She didn’t know that he wanted those things. “I think you will make a wonderful husband and father.”

He kissed her softly, letting her feel the emotions raging within him. He had never felt so close to anyone.

With these things in mind, they locked lips in mutual understanding. Time began to fade away among the stars. Crystal waters embraced their bodies gently, as a mother cradles her child.

There wasn’t a day that had passed as special as this moment. And if the darkened skies and twinkling lights had words, they would’ve spoken about how there had never been a kiss so pure and passionate among the heavens.

As the air began to stir from their eager breaths, Charles placed his hand on her breast, pulling her closer to him.

She gasped from his touch, heated fever taking hold of her body. “Love me,” she begged between kisses. “Love me forever.”

Pulling her tiny waist tight against him, he replied. “Forever and always, my love.” And that was the last thing he spoke.

Scooping her up in his strong embrace, he carried her back towards one of the palm trees, naked for all of nature to see. Good thing his parent’s bungalow was nowhere near their line of sight.

Below he had laid out a blanket with soft plush pillows. Everything here lay in shadow, with the moon glow perfectly on the water. The air was warm and full of salt.

Stooping down, he laid her on the blanket. The sand was soft below and gently molded to her body.

Surprised for a mere second, she realized his intent. It was beautiful outside. What better place to enjoy each other than in the open beneath the twinkling stars?

Eagerly, she untied the string of her bikini and stripped naked as well. She wanted to be with him more than anything. As the warm breeze brushed her nipples, they hardened in anticipation. She was so sensitive, her body begging for his touch. It was such an overwhelming powerful feeling, and she bathed in its sheer pleasure.

She sat up and looked at him. Tenderly she brushed his cheek with her hand. Her heart throbbed with emotions, making her feel as if she could never get enough. She wanted to be close to him, feel him inside her, and enjoy every long second of his divine passion.

But this time she felt different. She saw their future flash before her eyes, and with every moment of it, she saw him. She saw their wedding right here on this very beach. She saw children with echoes of joyous laughter. She saw everything before her eyes, causing her desire to heighten into a new maturity.

This wasn’t just a man she loved, it was her future husband. He was her soul mate, the future father of her kids, and the man she would grow old with. He was the rest of her life and the one person who would give it real meaning.

“I want to go to bed with you every night,” she whispered. “And wake up every morning to your face.”

“And you will my love because I want it too.” He again gripped her hair passionately. They didn’t touch yet, but gazed into one another’s eyes.

She could sense the beast within him stirring, threatening to break free from its gilded cage.

Never had she understood the meaning of love until now.

“Make love to me,” she pleaded, licking her large plump lips to convey the message. “I want you so terribly bad.” Her breath was uneven and thick with the sweetness of hormones.

She wasn’t ashamed of admitting her desires. The inner goddess in her had awoken to meet him, strumming the strings of her sex until she almost begged for him.