The Billionaire's Final Stand (26 page)

              He took two seconds surveying his surroundings, shelves lined with cleaning supplies, brooms, mops and dusters in the corner. Not an ideal room of seduction, but he didn’t care – he didn’t need anything other than her.

              He backed her against the wall and lifted her arms. He was hungry and he needed her naked and screaming his name.

              He stripped her in a matter of seconds, then removed his own clothes in record time. She was standing before him, panting as she lifted her arms to him in invitation.

              He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up, her eyes going wide at the savagery of his touch. He couldn’t even think. Her hands lifted and gripped the bar behind her, arching her breasts toward him.

              Her legs were wrapped around his back, pulling her core tight against his body, where he could feel her wetness caressing his pulsing arousal.

              His head descended as he took one pert nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, encouraged by her moans of pleasure. He took the peak between his teeth and tugged as his tongue stroked the hard edge.

              “Yes, more,” she demanded.

              His arousal jumped painfully at her need filled words. He gripped her butt tight, as he thrust his hips into her, rubbing himself along the outside of her wet folds, their bodies made to fit together.

              He lifted his head back up and took her lips, needing to taste her. She greedily sucked his tongue into her mouth, then released it, before sucking it back in. His knees nearly buckled at her erotic foreplay.

              “I can’t wait,” he growled as he shifted back so he could position himself at her entrance.

              “Hard, I want you to take me hard,” she cried as his considerable length pressed against her, torturing them both.

              Austin lost the last ounce of his control and surged forward, entering her in a rush of movement. She cried out as her back pressed tightly into the wall, her breasts crushed against his chest.

              He didn’t slow down, just pulled back and thrust in again, quickly establishing an intensely satisfying rhythm for both of them. Her cries of pleasure pushed him on, faster, harder, longer.

              Suddenly, her body tensed and she cried out as his body slapped hers with a forceful motion. He pulled back out and slammed back inside, making her yell again as she shook in pleasure.

              Her head descended to his shoulder and she clamped her teeth against his skin, her cries muted against his flesh. The pain of her bite didn’t even dampen the pleasure of her body holding him tight.

              He paused, giving her time to catch her breath, though his body shook from holding back. He needed completion – needed to spill his release deep inside her writhing body.

              When her bite softened and her lips caressed his swollen skin, he started to move again. She sighed as he started caressing her from the inside out, his swollen member stroking her pleasured flesh, his hands gripping her butt tight, pushing her from behind – moving her up and down his shaft.

              “Yes,” she purred, her lower back arching as he started to pick up speed. He was trying to draw it out for her, wait for her to build back up, but he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. His body was on fire, all the blood in him pooled in one engorged place.

              Her hands fell from the bar she’d been holding and caressed his slick back, feeling like silk on his skin. She scraped the edges of her nails across the surface, heightening his pleasure. Her every touch, singeing him in the most erotic way he could imagine.

              “Look at me,” he commanded, suddenly needing to see her eyes. Needing to see her pleasure for him as she climaxed.

              Her eyes slowly opened as if it took all her strength, the intense need in their depths sending him to a whole new realm of reality. His temperature spiked another few degrees as she opened her mouth in shock and delight as he rocked against her.

              “So full, so incredible,” she mumbled.

              He was done for.

              He gripped her tight as he picked up speed, faster than before, and repeatedly rocking against her, filling her over and over again as he felt his pleasure getting ready to explode. His face was next to hers, their eyes locked together in desire, her deep depths darkening as her own body readied itself for a second explosion.

              Need – burning, blinding need – that’s what they did to each other.

              Her hand shot out making something clatter to the floor. He didn’t care. Then her leg stiffened as she reached even higher. Something else fell over. There was probably a line of people outside the door, wondering what was going on.

              Let them keep wondering.

              Raw, untamed, explosive need consumed him.

              He thrust forward and she exploded around him, gripping him so tight, he could barely push into her. Her head fell back against the wall, her arms going limp as she shook. He watched in amazement as her eyes dilated, her mouth opened in wonder, and the moan from deep within her stomach became sweet music to his ears.

              His gaze never left her face as he thrust into her several more times, her core pulsing around him as she quivered with her release. His body erupted, making him groan as his release shot deep within her womb.

              He shook as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, pumping his release inside her. He was shaking from the intense chills radiating throughout his body.

              As the last of his release died down, his legs gave out. He slid down the wall with her still gripped tightly in his arms, and landed on his butt, her cradling his still full staff.

              The small bounce as they sat had him groaning as she gripped him. There was no way he could go again, but his body hadn’t quite figured that out yet.

              “You make me crazy,” he murmured as he moved his lips to her damp neck and sucked on the delicate skin, enjoying her taste. He slid his hand up the curve of her back, and danced his fingers along her rib cage, until he took the weight of her breast in his hand, his thumb skimming over her nipple.

              “I can’t…” she pleaded with him.

              Austin chuckled as he moved his mouth to kiss the corner of her lips, then her cheek. He vowed to kiss every single inch of her skin, to taste every delectable curve.

              He was almost in a stupor as he held her, completely sated. He realized in those moments that he was falling in love with her. He thought love was a myth – unattainable. Even though he’d seen it happen with his siblings, he never thought it would happen for him.

              No woman had captivated him, no woman until Kinsey.

              Just as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to find the energy to move, he stiffened. His entire body grew taught as he thought over their love-making moments earlier, and then again a week ago.

              He hadn’t used protection. He always used it, without fail. Never had a woman had him lose his sanity to the point he forgot to protect both her and him.

              “Kinsey, are you on the pill?” he asked, praying the answer was yes.

              She’d been lax in his arms until he spoke those six words. Then, her entire body stiffened as if she too were realizing for the first time how stupid they’d been.

              “I… uh… there’s been no reason,” she finally managed to say, her head lifting as she looked into his eyes.

              He was sure his expression matched her own dismayed one. His contentment evaporated as he thought about what the consequences could be. Sure, he was falling in love with her, but that didn’t mean he was ready for the whole, white-picket-fence-two-point-five-kids thing.

              “I’m sorry, Kinsey. I’m the one who should’ve paid attention – should have protected you,” he said, ashamed of himself.

              His father had taught him and his brothers to never compromise a woman. He’d told them they should be happily married before kids were ever mentioned. Then he’d watched as a few of his family members had completely ignored his father’s advice. He’d vowed it wouldn’t happen to him.

              He was probably overreacting. How likely was it that she could get pregnant when they’d only had sex twice with nothing? Couple’s spent years trying without success. He gulped as he thought of his cousins. Hell, it seemed his family had supersonic swimmers, because it didn’t take much for all of his nieces and nephews to pop up.

              “It takes two, Austin. I should’ve been making sure you were using a condom, too. You aren’t going to play the martyr and take all the blame,” Kinsey snapped, seeming to come out of her shock.

              She pushed against him, and even though Austin was scared, he still felt the stirring of his body as she squirmed on his lap.

              “Let me go,” she demanded when he didn’t loosen his grip. He quickly dropped his arms and she jumped up, gathering her clothes and slipping them on. It took Austin a minute to get moving, but finally he stood on shaking legs and followed suit.

              “I didn’t mean anything, Kinsey. I’m just saying I’ve been taught better. I should’ve never thought about putting you in this position.”

              Even when he was trying to be a good guy, she had to snap. He was beginning to get irritated about it. He tried to reason with himself that they were both stressed, but he wasn’t in the best frame of mind to keep his cool.

              “So, in other words, I haven’t been taught correctly. I’m just a female, after all. I don’t think of things like pregnancy or disease. I just expect the big strong man to take care of me,” she said with sarcasm. Austin felt his last thread of temper snapping.

              “What is your problem? We’re fighting over something that probably isn’t even an issue. The next time we have sex, I’ll make sure to put on two condoms,” he barked as he pulled his shirt over his head.

              “Next time? Are you flipping kidding me? You really think there’s going to be a next time? Not even if my life depended on it.”

              “Oh, there’s going to be a next time, Kinsey. And a time after that, and after that. We’re not nearly done with each other,” he warned.

              She stood gaping at him as if he’d lost his mind. He may have, in fact, lost it. He didn’t even know any more. He couldn’t seem to think around her, well, not with the right brain, at least. He knew he couldn’t stand being away from her. He certainly wasn’t ready to end their romance, or whatever it was they had going on.

              Kinsey marched up to him, her eyes flashing fire as her hand came up and poked him hard in the chest. He suddenly forgot what they were fighting over as desire consumed him.

              She was magnificent in a temper. Intoxicating.

              “I’m not some push-over, Austin. I blame it on temporary insanity, lack of sleep, too much to drink, any number of excuses for the few times we’ve been together. But that’s all over. Do you hear me? Over! I’m done with whatever this is, and I’m getting on with my life. I don’t think you have to worry about a pregnancy, because right now my body is certainly a hostile environment, and if your seed comes anywhere near my uterus, laser beams will strike the little swimmers down,” she snapped.

              Austin couldn’t keep from smiling, which led to laughter. A deep-from-the-stomach, bend-you-at-the-waist, healing sort of laughter. She was so glorious in her anger, so unbelievably exceptional that he wanted to haul her over his shoulder and cart her off to the nearest cave, where he could pound his chest and claim her as his.

              “That’s it, move from that door right now!”

              Her chest was heaving she was so angry. It took a mighty effort but he managed to stop the laughter, though his lips were still twitching. He leaned back, even more comfortably, as if he had all day.

              Kinsey’s eyes narrowed before she lifted her leg and slammed her foot down on his still bare one. Austin inwardly cringed as a small pain shot up his leg, but he just smiled at her. There was no way he was letting her know he’d felt a thing.

              “This discussion isn’t over yet, Kinsey, so you may as well make yourself comfortable so we can chat,” he said, keeping his voice calm.

              She glared at him for several more moments before letting out a frustrated breath and taking a step back. She must’ve figured out there was no way she was going to physically move him, so she had little choice but to stay in the closet and hash it out.

              “Fine, then talk. But make it fast because I’m exhausted and want to get home.”

              “If you’re pregnant, how soon until you know?” he asked as if it was a simple question to answer. In his mind, it was pretty black and white.

              “Really, Austin? How soon will I know? Well, let’s see, considering I’ve never been pregnant before, I wouldn’t know. Most women that come into the hospital are in their second month and still shocked when we tell them they don’t have the flu, but they’re going to be a mother in about seven months.”