Captured by the Billionaire (Omnibus Edition) (14 page)

“I want to.” She wouldn’t stop kissing him.

“I don’t want you to.”

Her eyes were hurt. “Okay.”

He threaded this fingers though her hair and gave it the slightest tug as he kissed her deeply. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

If this was where this was going, and clearly it was, there was no way he would be first. He was already too far in her debt.

“Turn around.” His tone was more commanding than he intended it to be. It was his nature. “Please,” he added softly.

She nodded and started to do as he’d asked. Impatience got the better of him and he pulled her into his lap. His hand completely encircled her tiny bicep, instantly reminding him of her frailty as he regained his composure and kissed her shoulder. “Sorry.”

Leah pressed her back into his chest, his cock digging into her cheek as his eyes rolled back into his head. Her tiny legs were spread around his muscular thigh. He grunted into her ear, but he was in control of himself completely.

“I love you, Leah,” he whispered, feeling it more in that moment than he ever had before.

“Adam…” It sounded like she was tearing up.

“Shhh.” His lips grazed her neck. “Just relax, baby.”

He felt her body obey him, going lax in his arms and slumping into his chest. Right before it hit the water, he caught her bound wrist and moved their bodies closer to the edge of the tub to keep it upright. Holding it in his hand for a moment, he buried his face in her hair and took a moment to experience how grateful he was that she was here.

“I love you so much.” He pressed his finger against her lips before she could say it back. “Don’t talk. Don’t move. Don’t think.” His lips traveled from her ear to her collarbone. “Just feel.”

Her head nodded. His hands found her round belly, his fingers circling her navel while he pressed his forehead into her shoulder. Adam held her there for a moment, listening to the rhythm of her breathing as he ran his fingers along her skin, her arms, her thighs, her waist. Before long he just had to grab her breasts and he let out a loud moan, startling himself.

“Holy shit, I love you so fucking much,” he choked.

This was new territory. She was limp in his arms, completely at his disposal, just how he liked her, but it was entirely different. All he could think about was pleasuring her, how he could use her body to make her feel how much he loved her. And to give her the satisfaction, the release she deserved.

“Mmmm,” she moaned as he gently rolled her nipples between his fingers and nibbled on her earlobe.

Hearing her respond to his touch had never been so gratifying. He pinched her a little harder, gauging her reaction by the intensity of her breathing. She liked it, and he was fascinated by how much that pleased him. One of his hands traveled downward, grazing her swollen stomach and lingering above her sex.

Her breathing was so heavy. Adam nuzzled his face into her neck as his fingers spread her lips apart. A gasp escaped her throat as he found her clit and pressed against it. He pinched her neglected nipple and started to rub the bundle of nerves between her legs. She was panting, her body tensing in his arms. His hand left her slit and gripped her other nipple firmly as she let out a frustrated groan.

He waited for her breathing to slow and her muscles to relax until his fingers returned to her clit. Once her breathing was so fast he could tell she was almost there, he pulled it away again and went back to toying with her breasts.

“Adam…” she groaned.

“It’s for you, baby.” He hugged her body closer to his. “Not for me. I promise.”

Controlling Leah’s pleasure was always particularly enjoyable for him, but until now it had served another purpose. The only thing that mattered to him at the present moment was ensuring she had the best orgasm he could give her. She deserved a symphony of pleasure that could only be achieved with the proper buildup.

He fondled her body tenderly, bringing her almost to climax before letting her back down again.

“Adam!” she cried as his fingers left her clit. There was just enough frustration in her voice to let him know she was almost ready.

“Not yet.” He sucked on her neck as she wriggled. “Trust me, baby. It’s the only thing I’m sure I know how to do.”

Her body relaxed into his. If her fatigue weren’t so apparent he probably would have kept up like this for a little longer. When his fingers found her he knew he had to give her what she needed.

“I love you.” It was so easy to say it now, he liked the way it sounded.

He pinched her nipples harder as her breathing got deeper and faster, switching between them rapidly. His fingers stroked her clit as she kicked her legs. Pressing his palm against her mound to hold her steady, he smiled as he heard the first shriek of ecstasy. He tried to let her move as little as possible while she thrashed, trapping the energy inside her body as she exploded in his arms. It went on for even longer than he’d hoped, but her cries were weaker than he expected.

Leah collapsed against his chest, slumping deeper into the water. He realized that he might have gotten a bit carried away. For a moment he thought that she might have passed out, but when he turned her body to cradle her in his arms her eyes were open. Her expression was serene, but a little to worn out for his liking.

“A little too intense?”

She nodded. “Amazing, though.”

He kissed her softly. Her body was warmer than the bath now, but that wouldn’t last for very long. He leaned forward to fill it with a little hot water.

“Go ahead and doze off, baby.”

Laughing, he realized she already had as he soaped up a washcloth. She had asked him for a bath and he would never fail her again.

19

He could get used
to this, Adam realized as he laid her down on the bed, wrapped up in towels. Perhaps something good would come out of this horrible ordeal after all. Shivers ran down the length of her body as he struggled to protect every little patch of skin until she was wrapped up like a sleeping Eskimo with only her face exposed. Soon he would be swaddling the baby Leah gave him like this.

Adam climbed in beside her, trying to jostle the bed as little as possible. There was a strange tingling sensation in his stomach and his arms wanted to wrap around her. She was just so fucking adorable all bundled up like this. It made him think of the way he had wrapped her up after sex when he was trying to get her pregnant.

This wasn’t how he had pictured spending the final days before the birth of their child. It was supposed to be with her lying down with her legs spread on command so he could ravage her swollen body. That was the image of her in his head of the way things were supposed to be. She was still pampered and cared for, but certainly not frightened all the time. His mind’s eye could see her standing before him, smiling and compliant, ready to please him.

It never really would have been that way though, he knew that. Well, maybe the ravaging. As soon as he knew she was carrying his baby, the fantasy changed. Adam had never done the doting husband, running for pickles and ice cream in the middle of the night thing with Patricia. The attachment he felt to Leah was unexpected. The first time she had morning sickness was surprisingly painful to watch. What was more astonishing was how much he enjoyed taking care of her. Back rubs, foot rubs, watching her shop, especially for thing she wanted for herself, not the baby. And pleasuring her body, making her writhe until she couldn’t take it anymore, watching her come.

He had never expected to have a traditional D/s relationship with Leah. Kidnapping someone and basically forcing them to have your baby wasn’t exactly in the realm of safe, sane, consensual. It would have been more like an antiquated, extremely traditional marriage, and he had intended to marry her eventually from the beginning. Since they’d never worked out each other’s limits he had always assumed there would be some degree of compromise sexually. How much could he expect from a new mom, realistically? She was naturally submissive in general, especially in bed so he had faith it would work out. When he picked her he knew that she liked the rough handling and genuinely enjoyed pleasing her lovers as much as she could, but had no interest in being disciplined and didn’t enjoy pain.

He had hoped to formally train her eventually, though he was sure it would be a long slow process, frequently interrupted from both of their obligations to the kids. He knew he would never actually be able to physically discipline her because she would always be pregnant, or breastfeeding, or in the process of getting knocked up again for several years. Even after the family was complete, she would always be around the children and he couldn’t risk them seeing any welts or bruises. After that fight about not wanting the children to see her being ordered around, he knew he wouldn’t have a lot of options left to mold her.

But as the more time he spent with her, the more he realized he could live with that. What he really wanted from her was to be a good mother, everything else would always come second. She would be happy enough doing that whole bird-researching thing she was so keen about. As long as she didn’t insult him, test his limits, and let him have her body often they would both be content. And like those old world, arranged marriages, he assumed their affections for each other would become stronger as they watched their children grow. Instead his love for her spread like wildfire, though he didn’t recognize it for what it was in the beginning. It wasn’t part of the plan and anything that didn’t go according to plan had to be assimilated or destroyed. But love didn’t work that way, Adam found out, and that terrified him, so he ignored it.

Now he had lost the upper hand entirely. Having no control over her whatsoever wasn’t how he pictured his life at all. But if she left, everything would fall apart. He worried that he would slip up and scare her, or that she would stay but only while the baby was little and she was afraid to be alone. The only thing he could do to stop her was show her how devoted he was.

This whole doting and pampering thing was easy, actually enjoyable. His ego was shattered and he didn’t feel worthy to expect anything in return, but that probably wouldn’t last forever. He couldn’t change who he was and he might eventually fall into old habits. That had never seemed to bother Leah that much in the past, but who knew how she would be once she was whole again. If she ever would be.

It couldn’t be that hard, asking a woman to bend over and present herself instead of taking her by the hair and pushing her down on the bed. Adam shook the thought from his head, he was getting ahead of himself. That would be far, far in the future. And perhaps he would never be the same himself, never be able to shake the image of her starved, broken, wet, and shaking in his arms. Maybe he would always be flooded with gratitude and humility whenever he looked at her. Or possibly sex could be a mixture of nipple clamps and laughter, hold stills and I love
yous, submission and love. Maybe that was how it would have turned out anyway.

His eyes were just starting to get heavy when hers popped open.

“I’m hot,” she said, struggling beneath the pile of towels and covers.

He helped her peel away the layers of her cocoon. As soon as her nakedness was exposed his body betrayed him, arousal surging. His eyes locked onto her belly, then her breasts and he stifled a groan. The lust must have showed on his face because when he finally pulled his gaze to her eyes she was giving him that look. That look.

“I don’t think so, cutie,” he murmured, but he didn’t stop her from reaching under his waistband and moving closer to him.

“We never got around to your turn.”

“Oh, my God,” he panted as she wrapped her fingers around him.

She stroked him as he pulled her against his chest and locked his lips onto hers. His hand roamed the length of her body, finally settling on her breast. It had been a long time, probably the longest he had gone without satisfaction in his life and he wanted her so badly it hurt.

He felt her grip loosen, her strokes getting slower. Her little arm must have been getting tired. Then she started sliding downward, her lips caressing his chest, his stomach. There was no way in hell he was going to let her, but he knew he had to soften the rejection.

“No.” He knew his voice would be stern, so he whispered, inching his hips away but keeping his arms in place.

“But my arm’s too tired.” She bit her lip and looked up at him. “Use my mouth.”

“Your jaw, Leah. Not going to happen, sorry.”

“The doctor said I have to move it.”

“Nice try,” he returned. “That’s not what he meant. Besides…”

“What?”

“You’re not one upping me on this. I used my fingers, not my mouth. You won’t be sucking me until long after I’ve licked you.”

“But I can’t use my hand,” she whined.

“I’m fine, baby.” He was actually on fire but he would deal with it. “Scoot back up here, please.”

She did, keeping her hand on his cock but not moving it. “How long has it been since you came?”

He laughed. “I jacked off a few times after our chats.” His face dropped. “In the beginning, before-”

“I know what you mean,” she cut him off. “So did I.”

“Oh really.” He raised an eyebrow. “I believe you were only allowed to do that on camera. When I told you to.”

“I was,” she giggled, stroking him lightly. “But I didn’t listen.”

“Leah…” His erection throbbed. She had disobeyed him and there was nothing he could do about it. Why was that turning him on so much?

“Will you do it yourself since I can’t.”

“Really, I’m fine.” He kissed her forehead.

“Okay.” She sounded disappointed.

“Don’t you dare feel guilty, Leah.”

“I’m not, it’s just…”

“What, baby?”

“Well you’ve watched me do it…”

That brought back fond memories. He groaned as she kissed his shoulder and traced her fingers along his hips.

“Do you seriously want to watch me?”

She nodded, smiling. If Adam were capable of blushing he would have.

“Fuck, Leah,” he stammered.

“What’s wrong,” she purred into his ear, pressing her belly against his flank. “Feeling a little exposed?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

If he hadn’t been so incredibly horny this particular act of penance would have bothered him a lot more. He didn’t even like jerking off alone. It was not particularly satisfying and finding someone to please his cock in any way he saw fit wasn’t much of a problem.

Her eyes egged him on, so he closed his own and wrapped his fingers around himself.

“You always made me look at you.”

“Baby…”

“Please?”

Wondering how long it was going to take her to figure out the power that word had over him, he exhaled loudly and locked eyes with her. He was instantly glad that he did. Her face was so endearing as she watched him, wide-eyed and curious. She wasn’t trying to embarrass him or control him the way he had with her. She wanted this to be intimate, not emasculating.

Leah moved up, pulling herself over his arm so that it was wrapped around her waist instead of her shoulders. Her breasts were inches from his face, her hard nipples beckoning his lips. She traced her fingers through is hair as he turned his head and clamped his mouth down on her.

“I still love you, Adam.” Her lips were against the top of his head.

He groaned and pulled her body closer, his fingers grazing the soft skin on the side of her swollen belly. Why was she being so good to him? How could she still feel that way after what he’d let happen to her? He didn’t deserve for her to stay, but he had never wanted anything more in his life.

“Leah!” he moaned, pressing his forehead against her breastbone and gritting his teeth. He let himself explode wrapped in her arms, his face between her breasts. It was a lot more intense than he had anticipated. Looking up, he saw that her eyes were on his spurting cock as she bit her lip. The obvious arousal in her face heightened his climax.

He breathed into her chest for a few seconds while he recovered, her fingers in his hair sending shivers down his spine. He was still reeling when she was twisted around and grabbed a handful of tissues. Before he could stop her, she cleaned his hot seed off of his stomach and hand, even dabbing it off the head of his cock before leaning down and planting a gentle kiss on the tip.

“You didn’t have to do that, baby.”

“I know,” she smirked. “That just made me want to do it more.”

He kissed her, cupping her face gently. “You,” he started, nipping the end of her nose lightly, “are incredible.”

Her little body shivered. She was chilly again. For a moment he thought he should ask her to get dressed, but he wanted to feel her skin against his for a while longer. His body felt so much better after
the release. He pulled the covers up around them, tucking the soft fabric around the front of her as she laid her side. His own body heat would keep her back warm enough as he held her closely. She was already out as usual and he quickly followed, breathing in the sweet scent of her hair.