The Billionaire's Challenging Beauty (Bold, Alaskan Men Book 2) (10 page)

But just as she was about to put her Jeep in reverse, she shook her head and turned off the engine.  She couldn’t do this!   She couldn’t cheat Saeger out of something his company had created! 

What choice did she have?  Wasn’t Matt’s life more important than some silly invention? 

Leaning her head back against the torn leather seat, she took several deep breaths, then leaned forward and started the engine again. 

This time, she forced herself to back out of the parking space and drive up the mountain road that led to Saeger’s retreat.  She’d never been here before.  The road was well maintained and looked barely used.  Of course, the only person to travel this road would be Saeger.  And maybe Tucker, Knox, or Creek but she’d heard that there were different ways they visited each other.  What those ways were, she had no idea.  Probably some secret tunnel that they’d dug to connect their houses. 

Stepping out of her truck, she clutched her bag to her stomach and stared, not sure if she should walk forward towards the front door or run away and hide somewhere.  Her instincts were to run as fast as she could, but Matt’s smiling face when he’d hugged her goodbye popped into her mind.  And then she remembered how Saeger’s arms felt when they were holding her, his fingers sliding against her skin and she took a deep, slow breath. 

Looking down at herself, she wondered if she looked okay.  Her hair was curled, she was wearing a crazy outfit, and she’d even put on a bit of perfume.  All for a good cause, right?  She’d told herself that she was doing the right thing.  She’d chanted that to herself the whole drive up.  But did she believe it? 

Not really.

These horrible shoes were pinching her toes, and she thought how satisfying it would be to fling them into the woods and never see them again.  But as she looked down at herself, she realized that her coat was still covering her dress, obscuring its impact.  This dress was supposed to be her entrée into his house.  Unfortunately, she couldn’t wear the protective coat. 

Pulling open her truck door again, she slipped the wool coat off and tossed it inside, then slammed the door shut again, taking more deep breaths as she tried to convince herself that this was the right thing to do. 

She stood at the front door, looking at the tall glass and the double steel door.  She hadn’t really gone so far as to imagine what Saeger’s house would look like, but this sleek, modern style would never have occurred to her.  There was glass and concrete everywhere!  It was more than a little intimidating, just like the man who occupied the house. 

Suddenly, before she could even lift her hand to knock, the door swung open and Saeger was standing there, his navy eyes looking down into hers and she stopped breathing.  When his eyes moved from her gaze to her breasts in the red, clinging fabric, she just about burst into flames from the heat in his eyes. 

“Tyla,” he growled as his eyes moved up and down her body, pausing again on her breasts on the way back up to her eyes. 

His look and her mission had her trembling so badly, she could barely stand up straight.  She didn’t want to do this!  Well, yes, she wanted Saeger; she wanted him so badly that she ached.  But not this way!  “Send me away, Saeger,” she whispered in a pleading voice. 

His eyes widened slightly and he slowly shook his head.  “Not on your life,” he replied back with a husky voice.  His hand reached out and pulled her inside, slamming the door behind her. 

Tyla didn’t have a chance to explain why she was here because his mouth bent down and covered hers, his tongue invading her mouth even as his hands slipped around her waist, pulling her closer.  Over and over, his tongue moved into her mouth, making love to her in a way she couldn’t believe.  His passion obliterated all of her misgivings.  All she needed was this!  Thrilling to his touch, she kissed him back with all of the longing she’d been feeling for him for so long! 

He lifted his head for a moment, their eyes clashing and their breathing heavy.  “I’ve fought it long enough Tyla.  I can’t hold out any longer.  Not with you here, in my house and…,” his eyes moved down to the dress.  He shook his head briefly before his mouth covered hers once more. 

Tyla shivered with anticipation as he pressed her harder against the door.  Every part of her body was pressed against his hardness.  His strong hands were moving down her body, curving against her bottom and lifting her higher, aligning their bodies more perfectly.  She couldn’t believe how much she needed him, how desperately she wanted this. 

Her hands moved up from his shoulders to his hair, her fingers tangling in the softness, and then gripping the strands when she thought he might pull away.  She whimpered when she felt his body move away from hers, but relaxed again when he only slanted his head in a different angle, deepening the kiss.  His tongue mated with hers, made her moan as she felt the rhythm pulse against her.  His hips were pressing against hers in the same rhythm as his tongue, and she could already imagine how perfect it would be when there were no more clothes to impede their actions. 

“Saeger!” she gasped when he lifted his mouth and moved his lips to kiss her neck, his teeth scraping against her skin.  His hands kneaded her bottom, and then his hips pressed against her, holding her in place so that his hands could explore her waist, her back and then…

She gasped when his strong hands cupped her breasts.  “Yes!” she sighed, and tilted her head, giving his lips more room to tease her sensitive skin. 

“Damn, Tyla!” he growled.  Moving away from her, he heard her desperate plea and almost came back to her, pressing her against his door again but he needed more and this was not going to suffice.  The door was strong, but a bed was needed now. 

He swung her up into his arms and carried her down the hallway with long strides.  When they were finally in his bedroom, he stood her up at the foot of his bed and stepped back, looking at her in the red dress. 

“You know what’s going to happen, right Tyla?  This is why you came here?  I’m not mistaking anything, am I?”

Tyla’s heart melted even more with his words.  He was so strong and powerful and yet, he was being gentle with her now, telling her that he would stop if this wasn’t what she wanted. 

“If you stop, I might just shoot you, Saeger,” she told him with wide-eyed honesty. 

He moved closer, his hands resting very gently on her hips.  “Ah hell, honey.  You’ve just sealed your fate.”  And with that, he kissed her again, showing her just how dangerous he really was.  Everything about this kiss promised her heaven. 

She wasn’t even aware of him stripping off her clothes.  One moment, she was standing at the foot of his enormous bed in the dress and the painful shoes and the next moment, he was lifting her up and placing her in the center of that bed, completely naked and his eyes taking it all in. 

“Don’t move!” he commanded, and then stepped backwards.  His fingers moved quickly over his own clothes as he looked down at her. 

Tyla was only self-conscious for a moment.  When his bare chest was finally revealed, she was awestruck.  The muscles packed onto his tall frame were amazing and rippled in the overhead lights.  She wanted to touch them, to feel them under her fingertips, but all she could do at this particular moment was stare as his hands moved to his belt buckle. 

He whipped off his jeans and boxers and then stood there, letting her look her fill.  But when her eyes wouldn’t look at him… down there… he laughed and came back over her.  “Tyla, you’re one of the sexiest women I’ve ever known in my life,” he growled and pressed his legs between her knees.  When she opened for him, he looked down at her, saw her body and shook his head.  “I can’t wait to….”

Saeger didn’t finish that statement.  His mouth moved to cover her nipple, to taste the hardened tip and feel it against his tongue.  When she arched up to him, he soothed her with his hands, making her crazier.  She seemed to be sensitive everywhere and he loved it.  But those sounds she was making were driving him crazy with lust. 

He couldn’t touch her enough, couldn’t get enough of her taste.  He wanted to feel every part of her, but he wasn’t sure how long he’d make it.  He’d wanted Tyla for too long. 

As he moved his way down her body, he felt her shift; he could feel her fingers on his shoulders and wanted to grab her hands so that he could pull them away.  But he couldn’t focus enough on that at the moment.  He wanted her, wanted to taste her and feel her and know everything about Tyla.  She was his goddess, and he was going to show her everything he’d wanted to do to her. 

When he moved his fingers into her heat, he had to close his eyes for a moment.  She was so wet, so ready for him.  And she made another gasping sound, lifting her hips up and that almost made him lose it. 

That was nothing compared to the sexy sounds she made when he tasted her heat.  His fingers moved in and out of her tight body while his mouth feasted on her taste, felt her arch and move, tried to get away from him only to come right back, offering herself to him.  He felt her fingers in his hair, pulling and tugging… and then he felt her body explode, her muscles clenching around his fingers. 

Ah, she tasted so good! 

He wanted more, but he needed to be inside of her.  He needed to feel her do that all again when she was impaled on his shaft and throbbing. 

He grabbed a condom and rolled it down, his eyes never leaving her features.  She still had her eyes closed but her fingers were slowly releasing their hold on the comforter, her body relaxing. 

“No, Tyla,” he laughed, feeling victorious even before he’d entered her tight body.  “We’re not finished yet,” he warned her. 

Tyla only opened those pretty, blue eyes and smiled up at him. 

Moving over her, he lifted her knees higher and he groaned when her legs wrapped around him.  Not tightly, but he knew that would be coming. 

Pressing against her body, he moved into her core, inch by inch, watching her face as it showed the wonder of his slow invasion.  She even tilted her hips, trying to take him deeper and he pressed into her, loving the way her muscles held him, as if she didn’t want him to retreat. 

Her small hand on his butt was his undoing though.  He’d thought he had control, he’d thought he could show her how good it could be between them but that hand, her delicate touch and that look in her eyes that pleaded with him made him lose it.  He thrust into her all the way, reveling in the way she….

“Tyla?!”  He looked down at her features and knew!  This was her first time!  The shock in her eyes, the clenching of her jaw…

“Ah, honey, you should have told me,” he growled as he tried to gentle his touch. 

She shook her head, her body shifting as she moved underneath him.  “You had that stupid no-touch policy.  If I’d told you…you wouldn’t have done this with me.” 

She was right, he thought.  But he couldn’t hold back now.  “Does it still hurt?” he asked, straining to hold still.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him, shifting her hips slightly.  The smile that brightened her features was the most amazing thing!  His heart pounded in his chest with that smile and he blew out a breath.  “I’m more than fine,” she told him and laughed, wanting to wrap her arms around him with the joy of being filled by him.  She’d never felt so full, so perfect than she did at this moment. 

But then he moved.  It was just a small shift of his hips, but she felt it all the way down to her toes.  “Saeger?” she whispered and shifted her hips again.  “Could you do that again?” she whispered, moving against him, but he was too big and she couldn’t move exactly the way her body was clamoring to do. 

“Like this?” he asked gently, moving in and out of her once. 

“Yes!” she gasped.  “Again!” she demanded. 

He laughed, relief almost overwhelming him.  He would think about her virginity later.  And he’d probably spank her pert little butt for not telling him.  But right now, he had other priorities.  As he moved again, thrusting as gently as he could into her tight sheath, he could barely think.  Only feel.  Pressing against her, over and over again, trying to react to her movements, he waited until he couldn’t hold back any longer.  When he felt that struggle, he reached down and teased that sensitive nub, watching her beautiful eyes until…

“Saeger!” she screamed and arched into him.  He continued to press and tease until he couldn’t hold back any longer.  When his own climax came, he felt like his whole body was draining into her slender figure. 

Finally, when the raging fire dulled down to a simmer of pulsating waves of pleasure, he collapsed onto her, dragging her so that she was on top of him while they both tried to get their breathing back to normal. 

Tyla’s head was resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat as it went from frantic to slower.  The whole time, his hands were moving over her body, tangling in her hair and she smiled.  The man was more affectionate than she would have thought.  And she liked it.  A lot! 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked a long time later. 

Tyla turned her head so that her chin was resting on his chest.  He had a pillow tucked behind his head and one arm up higher.  Why was it that underarm hair on men was so sexy, but on women it was… ick. 

“Tell you what?” she asked, her fingers running through the hair on his chest. 

Saeger looked down at the blond beauty draped across him and considered that spanking again.  But he felt too good to exert that kind of energy at the moment.  “You know what,” he said, and moved his hand lower, resting on the perfectly soft curve of her bottom.