Everything He Fears (3 page)

“
I'm
going
to
get
you
ready.
”
His
voice
was
a
deep
rasp
that
sent
shivers
up
my
spine.

He
gripped
my
left
hip
and
ran
his
finger
along
my
crevice.
My
skin
goose
pimpled
all
over
at
his
intimate
touch.

I
must
be
mad,
totally
mad.
He's
just
going
to
do
whatever
he
wants
to
me
and
then
dump
me,
probably
in
Venice.

I
sucked
in
a
breath,
distressed
at
the
thought.

“
Just
relax,
Lacey,
”
Rock
growled,
mistaking
my
tensing
up
for
fear
of
what
he
was
going
to
do.

I
closed
my
eyes
and
tried
to
do
just
that.
A
finger
slid
inside
me,
and
he
stretched
me.
I
moaned
with
the
pain
of
it
at
first.
He
responded
by
inserting
another
  well oiled
digit
ever so slowly
into
me.

A
billionaire
has
his
fingers
in
my
ass.

I
wanted
to
laugh,
but
I
couldn't.
The
moment
was
too
raw,
too
real.
No
man
had
ever
handled
me
like
this.
There
had
been
a
quickie
of
sorts
like
this
in
the
dark
under
the
covers.
And
it
had
been
more
pain
than
pleasure.

He
plunged
several
fingers
inside
me
and
pulled
me
closer
against
him.
Rock
nipped
at
my
ear,
sending
darts
of
desire
through
me.

I am so wet.

Rock
slid
his
fingers
out
of
me
slowly.

The
crinkling
of
a
wrapper
signaled
that
he
was
getting
ready
to
use
more
than
his
fingers.
My
pulse
quickened
as
he
kissed
the
side
of
my
neck.

“
We're
going
to
have
a
fabulous
trip,
Lacey.
”
He
spoke,
and
I
felt
the
hard
press
of
his
cock
against
my
entrance.

“
I
hope
so.
”

“
I
promise
you.
”
He
moaned
and
stretched
me
as
he
pushed
inside
me
slowly.

I
took
deep
breaths
as
he
stopped
to
plant
a
string
of
kisses
down
my
neck,
his
tongue
sucking
and
swirling.
I
groaned
at
the
sensation
of
him
half
inside
me
and
his
mouth
on
my
skin.

“
Please,
”
I
whispered,
suddenly
wanting
him
inside
me
all
the
way.

“
In
my
own
time.
”
He
popped
my
ass
with
his
hand
—
hard
—
and
I
cried
out.
Rock
gripped
my
hips,
his
fingernails
digging
in
to
my
flesh
in
an
exquisite
torture.

I let out a ragged breath.

“
And my time is now.” He spoke in a harsh whisper,
driving
himself
all
the
way
into
me
and
pausing
there
for
a
moment
. Rock
cupped
my
right
breast
in
his
hand,
kneeding
it
as
a
shudder
ran
through
me.
“
How's
that?
”
He
whispered,
his other
hand
sliding
down
to
my
clit,
so
slowly
I
thought
I'd
die
before
it
made
the
journey.

“
Good.
”

“
Just good? Really?” His voice held a smirk.

He knows he's got me where he wants me.

His fingers massaged my clit, electrifying my nerves endings. I took a shaky breath, and he pushed his digits inside my pussy.

I leaned back against him, already on the edge of orgasm as he teased my nubbin with one finger and drove in and out of me with the others. The feeling of his cock in my ass made me want him even more.

“
I said bend over. Grab your ankles.” He smacked my ass again, and I hurried to comply. He pulled his cock out of me, and I felt strangely empty.

Gasping, I let the seat go, my palms slick. I grabbed my ankles, fire burning down the back of my legs at the quick contortion.

“
Hold on to them, sweetie. Oh, that looks so nice. You're so sexy, Lacey. I could do this all day...and night.”

Rock cradled my upper thighs in his hands now. My clit was still on fire, wanting his touch.

Instead, he slid pushed inside me again, so slowly that I whimpered with needing him. He filled me completely. I moaned, the angle taking him deep inside of me.

“
That's what I want right there. You're so tight and sweet, Lacey. I want to burrow inside you...to just...” he trailed off.

Is his voice shaking?

I hazarded an awkward glance at him, craning my neck to see him behind me. He pummeled into me again, finding a rhythm now. My muscles were tensed, taking what he gave. His cock hit all the right places—ones I'd never known existed in my ass.

I must have imagined the emotion in his voice.

“
I'm going to come. I need this, Lacey. I need you.”

I couldn't deny the near desperation in his voice.

“
I'm yours.” And with those words, I felt I'd sealed something...something bigger than I'd ever dealt with before.

A deal with the billionaire, and it's not just about the sex, a little voice said in my head.

I whimpered as he ran his fingers along my thighs, pounding into me now with no mercy.

Me? He needs me with the sexy stewardess on board?
I was sure he'd bent her over and made her touch her ankles a time or two on the jet. I swallowed at the thought, jealousy rising inside of me, even as my clit tingled at the sounds he made.

Rock bellowed, jerking me against him in a vise as he spasmed into my body. His breath came in harsh gasps.

I wasn't sure I'd ever been closer to anyone, and I hardly knew him.

The thought filled me with a loneliness like I'd never known and a longing I couldn't understand.

It's just good sex, just a job, even if it's a crazy one. Best not to see it as more.

He slid out of me and pulled me up straight. His hands were on my tits, and he massaged them, eliciting a low groan from me. I still was far from satisfied, but he'd never promised I would be. I leaned back against him as his teeth grazed my neck. He sucked at the flesh there until I wanted to beg for more, sure he was making a mark. He caused me pain in the motion, even as my pussy throbbed for him to be inside me.

“
Turn around.” He eased me around to face him.

He bit his lip, and I wanted to devour him. The stubble on his cheeks drove me wild with needing to touch him. I did, running my fingers along his jawline and then down to his chest, the shirt still on, half open.

Knowing he hadn't taken it off made me even hotter.

He gave me a hard look and then knelt in front of me on both knees.

I couldn't believe it. Heat rose in my cheeks, and my belly tightened with desire. He slid his hands along my inner thighs, teasing at first.

“
Please, Rock.” I forced the words out, not sure I could stand it much longer. I ached for a release now.

“
Please what?” He whispered the words, his lips inches from my pussy. His hot breath sent shivers through my core.

“
Let me come.” I gazed down at him, his dark eyes making me swoon.

“
Oh, I will. Don't you worry about that.” He glanced up at me and gave me an evil grin.

I wondered why he hadn't just had good old fashioned sex with me yet—like most men would have first. He'd come on my face and had just done something I'd only done once before—anal—but not that. But then Rock wasn't like most men. He wanted all of me, bit by bit...at least from what I could tell.

His tongue against my clit took all my questions away. I gripped his shoulders, groaning as his teeth grazed my nubbin, sending bolts of fire through me. My pussy clenched. Rock slowly teased me, his tongue swirling past the sensitive point over and over, fast and then so slowly I thought I'd die. When he slid a finger inside me, I gasped.