The Billionaire's Dance(21)

He pulled her roughly into his obvious arousal and his lips once again  connected with hers. It was pure seduction and she didn't care they were  in the middle of a club. She was ready for him to take her.

She lifted her hands up, to begin unbuttoning his shirt, when he  suddenly stopped and pulled back. "We have to get out of here now," he  said through clenched teeth. Without saying anymore, he grabbed her hand  and led her from the club. He pulled her quickly down the walk and  hailed them a cab.

Jessica was beginning to think she'd done something wrong, because he  was sitting several feet away from her in the cab and not uttering a  word. They reached the hotel and he helped her out. He then pulled her  around the building and they walked out onto the beach and took a  secluded path.

She was just working up the courage to ask him what was wrong when he  pulled her back into his arms and kissed her again with all the force  he'd shown her at the club. She forgot all about her worries as her arms  came up around his neck and she gave him full access.

Alex threw his jacket down on the ground and lowered her gently to the  grass covered mound in the middle of a deserted trail. The silver moon  cast a soft glow, providing only enough light to barely see him, leaving  everything around him in shadows. He stripped her dress off in one  movement, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.

He was awed by the sight she made, wearing only a piece of black lace  barely hiding her from him, the garter and red heals. She was bathed in  the moonlight, giving her a surreal look. He wanted nothing more than to  bury himself deep inside of her but he wasn't a selfish lover and he  would make sure of her pleasure before his own.

He quickly stripped away his clothes and then brought their bodies back  into intimate contact. He took her lips in his again, making her cry out  her pleasure, as his hands explored every inch of her skin. His lips  caressed her neck and the tops of her breasts.

She could barely breathe, the pressure was so great. She wanted to cry  out her love for him but held back, barely. When his lips finally took  her hardened peak into his mouth and he sucked her aching nipple, her  whole back arched off the ground. When he gently nipped the sensitized  skin she almost came undone.         

     



 

"Please," she begged. She didn't know whether she was begging him to continue on or to join them.

He kissed his way down her smooth stomach, making it tighten even more.  His tongue dipped into her belly button and she moaned at the intense  sensations he was bringing her. He finally moved to kiss and caress her  thighs, making them open to his administering. When his mouth finally  touched her burning heat, she thought she would explode.

Her body wouldn't stay still. He deepened the intimate kiss and she  could feel her body begging for release. When he dipped his fingers  inside her, she couldn't hold back any longer. She cried out and finally  let go, waves of pleasure washing over her.

He slowly kissed his way back up her body, starting to stir her heat  once again. She didn't understand how he could make her want him so  much. He'd just pleasured her beyond what any one person should ever  receive and she greedily wanted more.

He brought his lips back to hers and the taste of their passion on his  tongue fully brought the fire back to her body. "Please," she begged  again. She wanted him deep inside of her.

"Please what?" he asked, knowing the answer.

"Please love me," she gasped. She silently added to love her both emotionally and physically.

He said nothing more, just slipped inside her heat in one sure thrust.  He threw back his head and moaned out loud. He didn't move, as if he was  trying to calm himself. She jerked her hips up, needing him to move  inside of her.

That little movement was all it took. He grabbed her backside and thrust  hard in and out of her. His lips latched back onto hers and he loved  her with a passion that should have set the grass around them on fire.

She felt the heat building up inside her again, even stronger than  before and suddenly her body jerked with a pleasure so intense, it  bordered on pain. Her tightening heat around him sent him over the edge  and with a final thrust deep inside her, he let go and cried out in his  own pleasure.

His body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, glistening in the  moonlight. He collapsed on top of her but quickly shifted them both,  bringing her on top. They were still connected together, which felt  right.

He was rubbing her naked back and she was so content, her guard was down  and she finally whispered the words she'd wanted to say for so long, "I  love you, Alex."

She felt him stiffen, which told her more than words ever could have. He  didn't want her love. He wanted the passion and he even wanted  companionship but he didn't want love.

She was close to tears as he pulled their bodies apart and started to  get dressed. "We better get out of here before some unsuspecting tourist  happens to walk by," he said in an almost cold tone.

Jessica's heart was breaking into a million pieces. What had started as  the perfect day was ending with devastation. The hurt was unlike  anything she'd ever experienced before. She loved him so much. Why  couldn't he feel the same way about her? She thought she felt love when  he held her in his arms. It seemed like he loved her but maybe to him  sex and love were two completely different things.

She quickly dressed herself and then walked slowly back to the hotel  with Alex. It was like walking with a stranger, he was so distant. "I  know I told you I wouldn't be working much but something came up and I  will be busy all day tomorrow," he said as they entered the suite.

"I understand," Jessica replied.

"I need to finish some work tonight," he said as he headed to the  office. She didn't even reply. She just headed off to take a shower and  then to bed, where she could cry herself to sleep.





The next two days and nights of her honeymoon were miserable. Alex was  gone all day, returning too late for them to go out. She spent her time  on the beach and shopping all alone. They did make love in the evenings  but it was different. She could feel he was holding something back and  when they were done, he turned away from her, seeming to fall asleep  quickly.

Jessica was relieved on the third day when he said everything was  finished up and they could head back home. She didn't know what to  expect when they got back. She was sure things would go back to her  barely seeing him and her love for him aching to be set free. She had to  make a decision of what to do, sooner rather than later.





"I was a compete ass," Alex said to his older brother Lucas. "I knew she  was falling in love with me but selfishly I wanted her to keep it to  herself and not bring it out in the open. I don't have the time or  energy for that kind of relationship but I've really shut her out and  don't know how to make things go back to the way they were," he  finished.         

     



 

"What's so wrong with your wife loving you and you her?" Lucas asked, sounding stunned.

"There's nothing wrong with it when you have a relationship like you and  Amy. Jessica and I have an understanding. We have Jacob to think about  and if we get all these emotions mixed up then we're jeopardizing the  whole thing."

He knew even as he said it, how wrong it sounded. They had a child  together, so how could love mess that up? Well, besides his parents and  now Lucas and Amy, Alex hadn't seen a lot of good marriages. They all  ended in divorce with bitter custody battles. Alex figured if he kept  love out of the equation, he'd never have to worry about divorce. The  thought of Jessica and Jacob not being there with him every day tore his  heart to pieces.

"I think you're in a whole hell of a lot of denial, little brother. You  have an amazing wife, who obviously loves you and you know what? I think  it's pretty obvious you love her too. Why not quit fighting it and just  enjoy being with your family," Lucas stated.

"Yeah, whatever. I have to get going. I'll be gone all week and I'm sure  everything will be normal when I return home," he said, praying it was  true.

"Good luck," Lucas said before Alex departed.





"How are you doing? You look like you don't feel too well," Amy said.  She and Jessica met for a girl's day out. They were sitting at the salon  having their nails done when Amy questioned her.

"I have a nasty flu that's been going around but I'll be fine," she replied, hoping to feel better sooner rather than later.

"If you need to rest up we can reschedule our day out," Amy offered.

"No, I've been looking forward to this all week. Alex has been gone for a  few days and even before he left I've hardly saw him. I need some good  old fashioned girl talk. How is everything going with you?" she asked.  She was desperately trying to push away the queasiness.

"I'm doing so much better. Can you believe Isaiah is already two weeks  old? He's such a great baby too. He actually lets me get four hours of  sleep in a row. I'm really glad I hired the nanny, too. It's been such a  great help having her around. Jasmine absolutely adores her and I've  been able to get plenty of naps in. Plus I feel safe stepping out for  the afternoon with you," she said with enthusiasm.