The Billionaire Wins the Game(22)

She was slightly limp in his arms as he began kissing his way up her stomach. He couldn’t seem to get enough of the taste or scent of her. He felt like he could worship her body for an endless amount of time. He trailed his tongue up to her swollen breasts, and gently took one of her tight buds into his mouth. She once again started to shake, as her body stirred back to life. He took his time moving from one sensitive peak to the other until he had her crying out for him again. He moved up her neck, sucking on the sensitive skin, feeling her pulse jump beneath his mouth. Then he moved back so he was lying over her waiting body.

His mouth took hers again as his hand slid down to check if she was ready. He flicked his fingers over her swollen womanhood, then slipped them inside her warmth. Suddenly, her whole body arched up, as she groaned in pleasure. “Please!” She cried out. She was more than ready.

Lucas could take no more. He broke contact with her mouth. “Open your eyes. I want to see them when I make you mine,” he whispered. Slowly, as if weights were holding them down, her eyes came half way open.

In one thrust he was buried deep inside her. He almost exploded with that first contact. She was so wet and tight. He felt her body stiffen, and a sound of pain escaped her lips, as she adjusted to him. Her eyes snapped wide open, while her mouth formed a look of shock.

Lucas’s whole body stiffened as he realized she was a virgin. How did a woman, especially one as attractive and sexually alluring as her, reach the age of twenty eight, still a virgin? The shock was bringing back some of his control. He had to stop. He didn’t sleep with women who didn’t know the score. He wasn’t a ‘happily ever after’ kind of guy, which meant virgins were strictly off limits. He was about to pull out of her body when her face relaxed into pleasure once more and she sighed in ecstasy as her body finally adjusted to his.

He knew he should do the right thing and stop, but when her hips moved up, gripping him even tighter, he once again lost all traces of control. He began to move in a steady rhythm, but as her breathing became heavier and he felt her body quivering around him, he couldn’t take any more and started thrusting quickly. Her hips pushed up to meet him and she tightened in pleasure, sending him over the edge. His body started spilling into her, shaking with the power of his release. He hoped it never ended. He wanted to start from the beginning and do it all over again.

He laid on top of her, not moving for a few moments, trying to bring his breathing back to normal. Realizing he was most likely crushing her, he turned, taking her with him. He didn’t know what to say, so said nothing, and just laid still, while rubbing her back, until he heard her steady breathing, indicating she’d fallen asleep.

He stayed for another hour, watching her sleep peacefully in his arms. In sleep, she couldn’t seem to get close enough to him. Her leg was wrapped around his lower body and her head rested on his chest. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen and she was now his.

Suddenly, Lucas’s head snapped up. He’d been just about ready to fall asleep when the realization he hadn’t used protection hit him. What had he been thinking? He’d never had sex with a woman without wearing a condom. He wasn’t so stupid as to get caught in the baby trap.

His thoughts ran in a million different directions. He knew there was no way she could’ve planned on the unprotected sex. How could she have known he was coming back to the cottage that night? There was no possible way she could’ve faked her reactions to him. He’d been with women who’d simply gone through the motions and he’d quickly walked away. He wanted a woman to be hot and willing when in his bed, not acting as if they were performing a chore.

He was angry at himself, but turned that anger on her. He in no way wanted to be forced into marriage, but if their night of passion led to a child, he would never walk away. Family was everything to him. He glared at her, feeling trapped, then got up and dressed.

Lucas stepped out of the cottage, walking away, though what he really wanted to do was climb back into bed next to her. He had to get out of there and cool down. He’d remain professional, and the next day, when he took her out on company business, he’d be back to his normal self. He could put the night behind him and move forward, while still making sure his recklessness didn’t have consequences.





Amy woke up in the middle of the night and stretched. Ouch, she was sore. It took her a minute to fully waken, and as she became more aware, it only took seconds for her to be sitting straight up in bed. What had she done? She’d slept with her boss. She’d slept with her boss! How stupid could she have been? Did he now think she’d be at his beck and call anytime he felt like getting his needs met? He probably thought he could just come around, have sex with her, and then slink off in the middle of the night.