Boxed Set: The Billionaire’s Desire Complete Collection (Books 1-3 and Bonus Books 1 and 2) (Submitting to the Billionaire) (19 page)

            All of Lauren’s family was back in Wisconsin so we were all the family she had in New York.

            “Is Amy coming?”  I had met her best friend Amy a few times and I knew that there was no way she would not be here for Lauren.

            “She is, it turns out she has a pre-planned business trip to New York scheduled for tomorrow so she said she would come to the hospital tomorrow afternoon.”

            The nurse was finishing up with the baby so we all washed our hands so that we could touch her.  She handed a freshly bathed Emily to Lauren and Bunny touched the baby’s cheek, and Lauren handed her to her.  “Here’s your granddaughter.”

            “She is simply beautiful Lauren.”  Bunny was cooing and looked to be so in love with her granddaughter.  That was exactly the way she looked when our girls were born.  I couldn’t have asked for a better grandmother for the girls.

            After a few minutes we all got to hold the baby and then we thought it best that we let Lauren get some sleep.  I kissed Jake and the baby, and kissed Lauren and whispered in her ear.  “I am so happy for you and Jake, I knew everything would be okay, and so did you.  Remember to always follow your maternal instincts.”

            She smiled at me and nodded, understanding.  Bunny gave her, Jake and the baby a kiss and so did Joshua and then we left, telling them we would see them when they got home.

            The week flew by in a blur as I helped Joshua pack for a three week trip.  Between him and the girls’ piano lessons, dance classes and swimming lessons, I barely had a moment to think.  The only good thing about being so busy is that I didn’t have time to dwell on the fact that my delicious husband was going to be gone for three weeks.

            It was Sunday evening, and Joshua was downstairs in the study gathering some last minute papers to take with him on the plane the next day while I was standing in his closet double-checking that he had packed all of the suits that he would need.  I looked at his gorgeous Armani, Prada, Gucci and Hugo Boss suits and his shoe collection which rivaled mine, and noticed that he had packed only Hugo Boss suits this time.  The girls were asleep and Mara had the night off.  Whenever she had a night off, we asked that she be back home by 6:00 am the next morning if it was a weekday.  I was looking through Joshua’s suits when I heard him come into the room.  He came into the closet and stood behind me, and his arms snaked around my waist.

            “Did I forget anything?”  He kissed the side of my head as he hugged me tight.

            “No, I think you have everything you need.”

            “Are you sure?”  Suddenly I felt his hands lightly rubbing up my legs and I realized that he was on his knees.  His deep, sexy, gravelly voice still gave me goose bumps.  I felt the throbbing between my legs as my body responded to his voice and touch.

            “I think so.”  My voice started to come in pants as he slowly trailed soft kisses up the back of my thighs.  I was wearing athletic cotton shorts and a tank top and Joshua’s fingers lightly caressed my cheeks under my shorts and then pulled them down and I stepped out of them.  His hands slowly made their way back up my legs to my panties, and his fingers hooked inside the waistband and pulled those down.  I stepped out of my panties, my chore aching to be touched.  His hands lightly rubbed over my cheeks, squeezing and kneading as he softly kissed each one.

            “Mmmm, Mrs. Hunter, you drive me crazy.”  His voice was filled with lust as he lightly caressed my inner thighs.  My legs felt wobbly as I reached out to the wall to steady myself.  Joshua then stood up, pressing against me, pulling me close so that I could feel his hard length through his pants. 

            “There is one more thing that I need.”  I felt his soft breath in my ear as he ran his tongue along the edge of my ear, lightly flicking my earlobe.

            “What’s that?”  I could barely get the words out as my body tingled from the light touch of his tongue.

            His hands had moved up, under my tank top to my breasts and he kneaded them softly, rolling the nipples between his thumb and forefingers.  I could feel the wetness between my legs and I let out a soft moan as I leaned back into him, rubbing against his member that was straining against his pants.

            He spun me around.  “I need you.”  His lips crushed mine, his tongue sliding on top of mine probing, tasting.  My arms crawled up around his neck, my fingers raking through his thick hair, pulling him close, pressing my body against his.   He lifted my tank top off of me and I stood naked before him.  I reached out and pulled his pajama pants down and he stepped out of them, his member now free, tapping his belly.  I reached out to touch his member and he stopped me.

            “Not yet.  Take off my t-shirt.”

            I pulled his t-shirt off over his head, and my naked, sexy husband made my core throb.

            “Down on your knees.”

            “In the closet?”

            He gave me a stern look for questioning an order.

            “On your knees Sarah.”

            I fell to my knees waiting for instruction.

            “I want to feel your mouth on my cock.”

            I wrapped my hand around his throbbing member and slowly licked the base up to the ridge where the tip met the shaft.  I flicked the tip with my tongue before licking back down to the bottom of the base.  I quickly removed my hand and, without warning, wrapped my mouth around the engorged head, sucking him in deep.  He let out a loud groan, shuddering with pleasure as I began to slide him in and out of my mouth, my tongue flicking the sensitive tip.  He dug his hands into my hair, pumping in and out of my mouth, groaning with pleasure.  I grabbed his ass cheeks, opened my throat and took him in as far as I could.  I heard him suck in a deep breath when the tip touched the back of my throat.  I knew he liked that and I liked to throw it in when he least expected it.  He pumped one more time and then quickly pulled out of my mouth.  I let out a small whimper at the abrupt end to that part of foreplay.  Joshua was panting heavily now, his eyes hungrily surveying my body.

            “Face down on the bed Sarah, ass in the air.”

            I got on the bed as he went to get a condom and lube from the drawer.  I felt the bed give under his weight as he got behind me.  His hands roughly kneaded my cheeks, as I heard a low groan escape from his lips.  I felt his tongue slowly lick up one cheek and then the other before I felt him hold my cheeks apart with each hand.  His tongue delved in between the crease, licking the sensitive skin.  I could feel the wetness dripping down my inner thighs as my aching core pulsated, desperate to be filled.  Joshua pressed himself slowly inside my backdoor, sensually stretching me as my body accommodated him, closing around his member.  He grabbed my breasts, squeezing them as he began to slowly move in and out of me.  “Oh Sarah, you feel so good.  It’s so tight back there.”  He choked out the words, his breath heavy, and he grunted and reached around me to fondle my sensitive bud.  His fingers slid in between the wet, swollen, tender skin, fondling my sensitive folds as he began to thrust in and out me faster and faster.  He slipped two fingers inside of me, caressing my inner walls and I began to writhe against him uncontrollably.  He then slowly pulled his fingers out of me and rubbed over my slippery bud, sliding back and forth and then quickly rubbed it around in a circle, over and over.  I began to pant and moan uncontrollably and Joshua thrust hard into me one last time while rubbing my bud, and it sent me over the edge.  My body quaked and jerked as my orgasm consumed me.  Joshua quickly pulled out of me, ripped off the condom and flipped me over.  I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

            “Open your legs to me!”

            I did as I was told and Joshua sank into me, grabbed my hips and began to hammer me into the bed.

            “You are mine!  Say it!”

            “I am yours.”  I could barely get the words out, the pounding felt so good.

            “Louder Sarah, say it!”  His thrusts were long, fast and deep and he gave me goose bumps all over.

            “I am yours!”

            “Hold the rails on the headboard!”

            I reached above me and grabbed on as he pounded me into the mattress.

            “Say it again!”

            “I am yours!”

            The slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air as my juices were flowing down my thighs.  I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him deep, undulating my hips, and he let out a loud groan as he could no longer hold back and his body shuddered as he came deep inside me.

            We both collapsed onto the bed and Joshua lay panting, trying to catch his breath.  He looked over at me and smoothed my hair out of my eyes, his hand lingering on my face as he leaned in for a kiss.  “Sex with you just gets better and better.  I love you Sarah.” 

            “I love you too.”

            The next morning, Joshua left early for the airport and he told me he would give me a call when he arrived in Paris.  I helped Mara get the girls ready for school and then kissed them goodbye as I left for work.  I went to the office earlier than normal that morning because I wanted to be there when Mr. Santorini arrived.  My assistant, Carol, was already there when I got in.  I didn’t expect anything less, she was the best assistant I had ever had.  She was prompt, tenacious, smart and had a meticulous attention to detail.  If I needed something she always figured out how to get it.

            Carol walked into my office and I could tell that she was ready to start the day.  “Good morning Sarah!”  We had agreed years ago that she would call me Sarah instead of Mrs. Hunter.  Although I was her superior, I wanted her to feel comfortable around me and I wanted her to feel that she could come to me with any question or problem.  We had a very open relationship and that helped to build the trust between us.

            “Good morning Carol!  It seems we have a busy month ahead of us with the visit from our out of town guest."

            "I have everything set up for Mr. Santorini in the guest office and he should be arriving here around 8:00 AM.  I confirmed that he arrived yesterday afternoon and he is set up comfortably at his hotel.  You have a meeting with Jake, Brad, Michael, and Mr. Santorini at 9:00 AM in conference room three.  I have all of your talking points listed for you and I have the file for the Milan office on your desk."

            "Carol I don't know what I would do without you."

            "Hopefully we will never find out!"  With that, she trotted off to her desk.

            I closed my office door so that I could review the reports in the file before the 9:00 AM meeting.  At 7:55 AM, Carol knocked on my door to let me know that Mr. Santorini had arrived.  I started to ask her why she didn't call me on the phone and she ducked into my office and quietly closed the door behind her with a wide eyed look on her face.

            "Carol, what's wrong?"

            She lowered her voice to a whisper.  "Sarah, a piece of heaven has just walked into our office.  Mr. Santorini is absolutely
beautiful,
I mean he is the cat’s meow, all that and a bag of chips, the be-all end-all; whatever you want to call it.  The man is
gorgeous
!"

            I laughed at Carol's enthusiastic description of Mr. Santorini.  She was newly divorced and was constantly looking for her next boyfriend.

            "That's nice Carol, did you show Mr. Santorini to his office?"

            "Of course I did, after I picked my jaw up off of the ground!"  She quietly closed my door behind her as she left.

            I giggled at her exaggeration, silently curious to see what the fuss was all about.  I stood up, straightened my jacket and smoothed my hair before heading down the hall to the guest office.  As I stepped into the doorway I saw a head of dark, thick, wavy hair buried in a pile of papers.  I lightly tapped on the door and Mr. Santorini glanced up and then quickly stood up and walked over to me, his hand outstretched.  Aside from my husband he was the most beautiful man I had ever seen, so it turns out that Carol was not exaggerating.

            "Mrs. Hunter?  It is such a pleasure to finally meet you."  That Italian accent could make a woman's toes curl.

            "Mr. Santorini.  Please call me Sarah and it is so nice to have you here in New York.  I take it your hotel accommodations are to your satisfaction?"

            "Oh, please call me Paolo.  And yes, the Hotel Elysee is wonderful, it’s very beautiful.”  He flashed a set of perfect white teeth at me and it was easy to see that he would be hard to resist.  I touched my wedding ring to snap myself back to reality.

            “Oh good, I am so pleased.  The meeting with Jake Hunter, Michael Collins, and Brad Johnson will begin at 9:00 so I will come to your office at 8:50 to walk with you to the conference room.”

            “Okay, Mrs Hunter, I mean Sarah, thank you.  I will see you then.”

            I went back to my office to go over my notes for the meeting and then made a couple of business calls.  I was just finishing up a call with our Chicago office when Carol stuck her head in the door.

            “Well?  Was I right?”  She whispered so as not to be overheard.

            I chuckled at her enthusiasm about Mr. Santorini.  “Yes Carol, you were right.  Now let me get back to work, I have to get a few more things done before the meeting.”

            She giggled as she ducked away, she was used to me shooing her away when I was buried in work.  At 8:50 I walked over to get Paolo for the meeting, and we met Jake, Michael and Brad in the conference room.  Our meeting lasted for three hours and all of us were ready for lunch when it was over.  We took Paolo to the Bull and the Bear in the Waldorf Astoria and later that night we took him to Philippe for dinner.  Joshua called me right before we left for dinner to let me know that he had made it to Paris safely, we chatted for a few minutes and I let him know that Paolo had arrived, then he told me that he would call me in the morning. 

            Later that night during dinner, I found that Paolo enjoyed his alcohol when he was not working and he liked to wink at me.  What should have been a two hour business dinner, turned into a four hour dinner.  He became more flirtatious with each drink and Brad , Michael and I just laughed it off so as not to make a scene.   Jake didn’t join us for dinner because he had a new baby at home and that was perfectly fine with me, so I had dinner with Paolo, Brad and Michael. 

            I told both Brad and Michael that they could leave after about three hours because they had a long drive back to the suburbs.  They were hesitant to do so but I insisted.  I told them I would be fine and I would see that Paolo made it back to his hotel safely.  I knew that Joshua would be upset if he knew about this but there was no reason to have Brad and Michael getting home at 1:00 a.m.  It was nearing 11:00 p.m. and I just wanted to drop Paolo off and get home.  I hadn’t had a chance to say goodnight to my girls in person and I absolutely hated the nights that that had to happen.  I called them quickly before we left for dinner and again when they were going to bed but I had missed the in person goodnight kiss.  It was only under circumstances like this, where I had to entertain an important client or partner from our office, and Joshua was out of town, that I had to miss kissing my girls goodnight.  Joshua and I had agreed that we would allow this to happen no more than twice a year.

Paolo inched closer to me, put his arm around me and rubbed my arm and I quickly moved away from him.

            “Paolo, I should probably see you back to your hotel because we have a big day tomorrow.”

            “I would love to have you come back to my hotel room Sarah.  I can be
very discreet.
”  He leaned in toward me and whispered the last part, his breath reeking of alcohol, and then he tried to kiss me.

            I pulled away, holding myself back from slapping him across the face.  Through gritted teeth and with a smile on my face, I politely put him in his place.  “Paolo, you know I am a married woman and I am going to overlook your comment and what you just did because you may have had one too many drinks tonight.  Now, it is time to go and I am going to make sure you get back to your hotel and then tomorrow, you are going to arrive at work bright and early and we are going to get a lot of work done.”  I stood up and looked down at him, my voice firm.  “Let’s go.”

            He looked upset and confused, the way a drunk looks if you take away their drink, and then he stood up using the back of the chair to steady himself.  We walked in silence to the car that was waiting for us, and then I walked him up to his room because he had to lean on me to keep from falling over.  I deposited him at his door and he reached out to try to kiss me again and I pulled away.

            “Sarah, I…”.  I cut him off right there.

            “Goodnight Mr. Santorini.”  I waited for him to go into his room and then I left.  I rolled my eyes as I thought about what a drunken ass he had turned into.  I was exhausted as I got into the car that was waiting for me. 
Should I tell Joshua about what Paolo tried to do tonight?
  I knew that doing so would upset him so I decided to sweep it under the rug.  When I got home I quietly went into each girl’s room and softly kissed them on the cheek so as not to wake them.  Then I retired to my room and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.