The Tycoon's Proposal(43)

His hands soon traveled up her soapy body, until they gripped her incredibly luscious br**sts. He rubbed her hardened ni**les between his fingers, causing her to gasp out loud. He was incredibly aroused at that point and couldn't imagine a time when she wouldn't turn his brain to mush.

His hands kept stroking her, making moans of pleasure escape her body. He wanted her supple and willing to concede to his every wish, before he started the conversation he wanted to have with her. It was really hard to use sex as a way to get what he wanted though because the second he touched her, his own mind went out the window and he tended to forget what he wanted to talk about.

She pushed her body back against him and he was the one who let a moan escape. She was slippery and wet and he was beyond ready to join their bodies together. He leaned forward and kissed along her slender neck, nipping and licking the tender skin. He loved the taste and smell of her. His one hand continued to massage her breast, while his other hand slipped lower on her body, finding her aching nub and making her cry out in pleasure. It didn't take him long, rubbing her swollen womanhood, before she began shaking in pleasure.

He slid his fingers inside her moist heat and felt her contractions grip him, as she flew over the edge in ecstasy. She was so responsive to his every touch he should've known he never could count on having a conversation in the middle of love-making.

He quickly turned her body around so she was straddling him and took her ripe nipple into his mouth. He had to taste her skin; he had to feel her heartbeat against him. He had to have her right then.

He lifted her hips above his straining erection and slowly lowered her on his shaft. He groaned, as her heat surrounded him. She was so tight, wet and hot he couldn't hold off. She took over for him and braced her hands on his shoulders, moving her hips up and down on his thick shaft.

He grabbed her head, bringing it down to his, needing to drink from her lips. He thrust his tongue inside her soft mouth, tasting her and tangling their tongues together. He held her back so she was smashed up against him. Her br**sts were rubbing against his chest, causing lightening to shoot down his entire body. She moved her hips faster and faster, up and down his throbbing shaft. He could feel her body getting even tighter, as she neared orgasm again. She was so unbelievably responsive.




 

 

He couldn't tear his lips away from hers. He kept greedily drinking, as she kept up the intense rhythm of their love-making.

Suddenly, she ripped her head away and cried out, as her body grabbed him so tightly, it was almost painful for him. She was gripping him over and over again with the strength of her release, sending him spiraling out of control. He moved his hands down to grip her hips, as he surged into her as far as he could go and shot his release deep within her. He could feel himself pumping repeatedly, giving her every single ounce of himself.

The orgasm was so powerful, it felt as if a very piece of his soul had departed him and seeped into her. She truly owned him, if only she knew. There was nothing in the world he wouldn't do for her. He prayed she never knew that because it may end up destroying him, if the one thing she asked for was to be set free.

He pulled her head down to his shoulder, not wanting her to see into his eyes but needing her to be next to him. He needed them to be skin to skin with his body inside her, never moving from that position. He stroked her back, as they both enjoyed the aftermath. Neither of them was willing to speak or break the moment. Their conversation would have to wait until later.

Chapter Ten

"Fine, I'll use the stupid car then," Nicole said, as she threw her hands up in frustration. She'd called a cab to pick her up and take her to work and when Ryan found out he flipped.

Ryan had sent one of his security men to the gate, to pay the driver and send him on his way. There was no way in hell he was letting her call a cab when she had a vehicle to drive.

He'd blocked her entrance at the front door and wasn't moving an inch on the matter. If she wanted to leave the house, it was going to be in the car he'd bought her. He stood there, blocking the door, with the keys dangling from his fingers and a smug look on his face. She'd finally backed down and let him have his way.

"Was that really so hard?" he practically growled at her.

"Yes, it was, and thanks for asking," she mocked him. He wanted to bend her over his knee. Of course, that thought got his mind going in the wrong direction and he was already late for a board meeting. He had to hurry and get his work finished at the office so he could get over to the shop and meet the architect for the remodel work Jasmine requested. He found it amusing he'd much rather be doing that than sitting in his office.

Nicole didn't know he'd be at her work place later that day and he was looking forward to surprising her. He didn't think it was going to be a surprise she was delighted about but that was just too bad for her.