Millionaire's Society Mistress (9 page)

Craig could feel the way she moved against him, sensing her shock and revelling in it. He had only meant to hold her thigh as a lesson, but the feel of her soft smooth skin had caused his hand to slide further up, his own desire now taking over to touch her, feel himself control this woman, and control her he did. She was writhing against him now, her body arched against his hand as her head was thrown to the side small sounds emanating from her as wetness covered his fingers. Moving them slower and deeper he could feel her body stiffen become rigid and knew how close to the ultimate release she was, his own excitement rising.

“Should I stop Fiona…do you want me to stop now?”

Again she had whimpered, her head swiping from side to side as she had panted out each word

“No…please no…don’t stop”

Fiona could see stars start to shimmer before her eyes, sound dulling as her body had tightened, slumping forward and groaning as he had pulled his hand from her, Fiona wanting him back, needing him back. Opening her large eyes in confusion she had taken in that the car had pulled off the road into the small hotel with external chalets, aware as Craig had pulled open the car door and strode towards the main building.

She had fallen back against the leather of the expensive car, gulping in lung-full’s of air as the disappointment within her had subsided, giving way to confusion and shock. What had happened….why had he stopped? Groaning she had known that she had wanted him to continue, feeling so wanton at the way her body ached for him.

Moving purposefully to the reception area the clerk had looked in surprise at the man before him dressed as a priest but so obviously not one. Pulling several notes from his pocket Craig had bitten out

“100 pounds for the room hire and another hundred if you can give me a key for one of the outside chalet rooms in the next five seconds and fill in the paperwork yourself”

The clerk had looked in open-eyed surprise at the stranger, then at the money on the counter before swinging around and grabbing a key from where they hung. Dropping it into the man’s hand he had then grabbed the money not one to let an opportunity to pass him by. Key in hand the stranger was already half way out of the main door.

As sense had started to once more return to Fiona, she had opened the car door standing to see where Craig had gone. In surprise she had seen him moving determinedly towards her and before she could open her mouth to speak he had grabbed her hand and started to pull her with him towards one of the chalets.

“What are you doing?” she had cried in confusion, her feet running to keep up with him. He had remained tight-lipped until he had opened the door and pulled them both inside, slamming it closed behind them.

Only then did he turn her to look down on the small woman, Fiona surprised to see fire in his eyes

“Enough playing. This ends now Fiona. We both know how this was always going to end. No more games”

She had stared up at him, the breath stalling in her throat seeing the look in his face, her own body humming at the memory of his touch. She wanted to push him away, to tell him that it was absurd that she would ever want him, but all she could do was stare back, her eyes showing her confusion and need. When he had pulled her into his arms and kissed her, she had let him, her own arms flying around his neck kissing him back with every bit of fire as his.

Lifting her high against him, Craig had moved her with him towards the bed, his hands pulling down the zip of her skirt and allowing it to fall to the ground, Fiona shivering as the air had caressed her bottom. Now he had pulled the small top which had been driving him and every other man in the party wild all night over her head his eyes feasting on the skimpy lingerie she wore.

“For such a prude you dress so damn sexy” he had muttered seductively against her throat as he had kissed down the long milky column, his own fingers shakily undoing the bra allowing his teeth to nip the dusky nipple that rose so temptingly towards his tongue.

Fiona was on fire. Her fingers and hands pulling at his head as she had pushed the jacket from him, needing this man, this man she hated so much. His mouth on her breast had been the final straw as she had whispered so softly

“Make love to me” feeling the way his mouth had curved into a smile against her skin

“Yes ma’am” he had drawled softly bending her down onto the bed before straightening back up to stand over her. Half drunk with desire, she had lain with partially opened eyes watching as he had pulled his clothes off, the whole time his eyes running down her body, his look making her shiver as though it was his fingers once more touching her. Finally undressed she could only moan at his perfect physique. The broad shoulders and toned stomach leading down to his large erect manhood.

Opening her eyes in apprehension he had taken the way she had looked nervously at him, bending down to lie beside her pulling her back into his arms in a mind blowing kiss Fiona melting against him.

“God I need you now” he had whispered in her ear, as she had only been able to nod, completely incapable of speech as she had moved onto her back encouraging him as he had lain between her legs. His hand had run along the silky material of the stockings she wore, the sensations ripping though him as with one determined action he had risen himself over her and pushed his whole length deep into her welcoming body. Fiona had gone wild, her arms clinging onto him as her legs had moved around his back, her body arching up to meet him. Craig stroking long and hard into her, the feel of skin and silk overloading his senses. Too soon she had gripped him as her body had grown rigid, her head whipping from side to side as she had cried out gasping and panting as her whole body had been overcome by the most intense orgasm of her young life. The waves of pleasure had rippled through every part of her body, not even aware as Craig had taken his final plunge into her before spilling deep inside, his voice joining hers as the power of his release had seen blackness fill him for seconds, collapsing heavily onto Fiona who had clung to him.

As the powerful shudders had receded from them both he had shakily pulled himself up to look down into her shell-shocked features. She understanding the intensity of their experience even less than he. Pulling from her and rolling onto his back he had groaned.

Craig Thompson was obsessive about protection. He ensured that he always protected himself from unwanted pregnancies and would have no hesitation of calling an end to any foreplay if he could not be sure that either his partner was completely trustworthy or protected. However, the thought had not even entered his mind his need for Fiona so great. Groaning softly he had chastised himself. Stupid, stupid, stupid turning to look at the woman so silent by his side.

“Fiona” his voice soft as her eyes had moved from the ceiling which she was staring at so intently “Are you on the pill?”

Closing her eyes with pain she had sat up pulling the blanket that was draped over the bottom of the bed around herself, rising and moving to the bathroom needing to be away from him

“It seems a bit late to be asking that don’t you think Craig?” she had bitten out before pulling the bathroom door closed. As she had splashed water over her face her whole body had shook. She had been so determined not to fall for Craig Thompson not to let him seduce her into being just one more notch on his bed post. Looking in the mirror, her face flushed with all that had happened she had groaned. She had not even put up the semblance of a fight, her words begging for him to make love to her returning to make her groan once more.

Returning to the room she had expected to see him dressed waiting for her, but instead he had slipped into the bed the sheets draped over his belly, Fiona holding down the gulp seeing his broad shoulders as he lay against the pillows pulled up against the headboard. Looking hauntingly back at him she had cleared her throat nervously

“Shouldn’t we be going?”

Craig staring calmly back at her

“You never answered my question, and we are going nowhere till you do”

Moving to sit down on the bed she had let her hair fall forward to hide her features, Craig fighting hard the desire to run his fingers through the silky length of it.

“I’m on the pill Craig…you don’t need to worry…there won’t be any unwanted repercussions from this…for either of us”

Hearing his relieved suck of air she had looked over at him her features full of contempt.

“Believe me I very much share that sentiment” angered as his handsome face had creased into a large smile

“And yet how willingly you succumbed”

Opening her mouth to retort, he had moved quickly to pull her over to himself, his mouth silencing her.

This time his love making had been slower, less frantic, Craig caressing every part of her with his hands and tongue, pulling such responses from her. He had encouraged her to do the same to him Fiona surprising herself with the way she gained so much enjoyment from seeing the way she could affect the domineering American. As the two had brought each other to the brink time and again each had been surprised at the way their bodies reacted to the other. Fiona had proven to be a quick learner as she had mimicked the way he stroked her body, instinctively knowing where best to caress the man holding her so surely. He had been surprised at her ability to let herself go, not fighting him as he had explored her body in the most intimate of ways, fascinated at the way she had would react to his touches.

Finally the two had come together once more and angling her hips he had tortured her with his body as he had stroked her slowly and deeply before once more she had quivered below him, gasping and grasping him, her climax even more intense than the first, Fiona not able to believe the way this man made her feel as the sensations had ripped through her.

Her rippling muscles clamping down on him had been more than Craig could handle as he had taken one more thrust deep inside her small body, his release so wonderful as he had joined her kissing her passionately as the two had rode the wave upon wave of sensations which swept them both along together.

Satiated and spent Craig had pulled her in against him, tiredness filling every part of him as he had brought his breathing under control once more, Fiona still and silent within his embrace. Looking down at her he had been confused, kissing her head softly telling himself that it was the sex, the most amazing sex that was confusing him. This woman from the moment he had first laid eyes on her had fascinated him, her rejection of him challenging him and the sex a direct result of winning, his reward for a long hard chase he had told himself, his body responding once more as she had shifted slightly against him, her lovely bottom against his groin.

Groaning softly he had wrapped one arm around her shoulder, the other loosely around her belly holding her close to him, his eyes gently closing as sleep had fallen over him.

Fiona had lain silently in his hold hearing as his breathing had become deeper and more regular, knowing that he had fallen asleep. Shock had filled her, her body still feeling his every move as it had eagerly wanted more, her eyes closing with pain. She had not even lasted two days without succumbing to his advances and falling into bed with the domineering American. What kind of person did that make her? She wondered shame filling her along with the desire still so strong. Eventually though she too had felt sleep lapping at her, her eyes closing gently as she had fallen into the most wonderful night’s sleep she had experienced in many months, not aware as she had entwined her fingers through his.

The following morning Fiona had frowned, her sleepy eyes blinking in confusion as she had taken in the strange unfamiliar surroundings, not sure what had woken her. The feel of somebody moving beside her had brought the whole situation crashing down on her as the memories of the previous evening had made her groan softly. Turning onto her back she had given a surprised start to see Craig resting his head on the palm of his hand as he had looked down on her a small smile playing on his lips.

“Good morning beautiful” he had whispered seductively as she had looked back with eyes so wary and unsure.

“G…good morning” she had whispered back not aware of how beautiful she had looked. Craig surprised that he would think that.

“I thought I would let you sleep, we stayed up pretty late”

Fiona closing her eyes as she had groaned softly.

“We shouldn’t have…it…it just complicates things”

He had laughed leaning down to kiss her mouth softly

“How so Miss Campbell? I believe that it just adds a more honest slant to our situation”.

Biting her lip, her face full of anxious worry she had looked away not able to meet his eyes, chuckling he had pulled the sheet down to once more look at her lovely body, Fiona’s gasp turning to groans as he had bent to run his tongue along her nipple, the peaks rising instantly.

“But perhaps you are right. In the cold light of day we should perhaps talk about it” Fiona moaning as he had rained kisses along her belly, moving ever downwards as she had panted, her fingers moving through his thick glossy hair.

“Oh my God Craig….no…Stop”

A small laugh leaving him

“Please, if there is anything you would like to say ….feel free”

A small cry leaving her lips as he had moved between her legs, his head tickling the inside of her thighs as he had licked her, his hands on her hips holding her firmly down on the bed.

“I am all ears to hear what you have to say Fiona” his words said against her skin as she had bucked under him, now gasping loudly as finally he had ran his tongue along her in the most intimate way.

“P…P…Please” she had cried, her fingers now rigid as he had teased her, his tongue taking her to new heights of pleasure Fiona not even resisting as her body had moved with him, encouraged him, her cries of resistance quickly turning to those of want, begging him not to stop. Just as she had seemed lost, he had slid back up her, his mouth kissing hers, she tasting herself on him the knowledge only adding to the need for the man. In one sure movement he had plunged deep inside her body, Fiona flying straight to orgasm, going wild under him as he had thrust faster and deeper inside her, hardly able to believe as he so soon had reached climax himself, his voice joining hers as the two had clung to the other, tremors still causing both of them to jerk violently in the other’s arms.