“Okay, here's the deal,” she began. “I am very attracted to you, and I have strong feelings for you. If you think you may feel the same now, or at some time in the future, please tell me and we'll give it a try. If you're just here for a bit of fun and a screw, leave.”
“You are one hell of a woman. Why I didn't see that straight away, I have no idea. I must have been blind. I’d like to have a meaningful relationship with you.”
“Then take me home and fuck me like you did the first time. It was so wonderful.”
*****
When he touched her, she shivered. She'd waited for this moment for too long. She'd agonized and worried that she would never have the chance to feel his body on hers again, but now standing in her bedroom with him in front of her, all those worries disappeared.
His finger slid gently over her cheek and traced a line across her chin and down her neck. She felt goose bumps on her forearms at his touch. She closed her eyes and pouted her lips, waiting eagerly for him to kiss her. When he did, it sent a charge to her womanhood the likes of which she'd never experienced before. She pushed into him, grinding her pelvis against his groin, feeling him stiffen in anticipation of her.
“You're so beautiful,” he whispered, his lips caressing her ear in the softest of touches. They kissed again, deeper, more passionately. He spun her around and held her arms behind her back. He kissed the back of her neck and bent her forward over the bed.
“Oh God,” she moaned as his hands caressed her buttocks, feeling their way down to her thighs and under to her intimate area. Her arousal warmed his hand as it cupped her over the material of her pants. He reached around her, opened her pants, and pushed them down over her smooth legs. The sight of her panties and her bronzed legs completed his erection, and all he wanted now was to take her. When her panties were on the floor, he knelt behind her and performed an act that took her breath away. She reached behind herself and stroked his hair as he continued.
“If you keep doing that, I'm going to come,” she moaned. He didn't stop, and when she squealed and pushed back onto his face, he took her over the top with his tongue. Without letting her recover, he thrust into her. She threw her head up and cried out—such was the sensitivity he'd created in her.
“Slowly please,” she said, hardly able to bear it. But he didn't listen. He gathered her hair in his hands and pulled her head up, at the same time increasing the power of his thrusts. Her oversensitivity was replaced by more pleasure as another orgasm hit her.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“I love it,” she moaned. “I love you doing this to me.” His thighs continued to slap against hers, sending vibrations to her center. Suddenly she moved away and lay on the bed. “Too much,” she gasped as she fought tears of joy.
He lay behind her and spooned her. When she was ready, she reached for him and guided him inside again. He made love to her gently now. His hands fondled her breasts and stroked her stomach. The hardness of his body pushed against her. The hair on his legs tickled her lightly, adding to the sensation that was building up in her once again. She closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing as he pushed steadily in and out of her. The slow constant rhythm began to make her gasp again. When she shook, he held her until it was over, and then he released her.
It was such a comfortable position that she was loathe to change, but she wanted to sit on him and feel his body under her. When she was where she wanted to be, she put her hands on his chest and began to rise and fall over his length. He held her breasts and played with them until her nipples were so hard they ached.
“Come inside me, Daniel,” she said when she felt him twitching. She began to rock back and forth, rubbing herself against him. When he thrust his head back, pushed his thighs up against her, and came, she had her last and most powerful orgasm. She sat still on him as her body shook, out of control, totally satisfied and exhausted.
*****
Daniel proposed to her on the day of his late mother's birthday. He'd managed to swallow his pride and go down on one knee in front of a huge crowd at the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Everyone applauded when they saw Olivia nod and begin to cry. When he picked her up and spun her around, the applause grew louder.
He'd wanted to buy her a twenty-thousand-dollar ring, but she'd told him to spend half of that and give the other half to a charity she knew of that looked after the families of those killed in car accidents. She remembered her parents when he sent the check in the post.
*****
THE END
BILLIONAIRE BOSS Romance – The Boss’s Orders
“She's nearing the final phase now,” Dr. Ellis said.