The Billionaire's Jackpot: Betting on You Series: Book Four (5 page)

He could tell her what he wanted, but he’d much rather show her. Stepping forward, he cupped her face in his hands and brought his lips down to meet hers. They were warm and welcoming. His tongue coaxed her into opening for him where he found she was as sweet as he envisioned. He expected her to pull away and stop him, but instead her tongue flicked and played with his, and she began to do her own exploring. “God, I want you,” he said hungrily into her mouth.

Without giving her a chance to respond, he claimed her lips again. This time her body quivered in his arms. Sliding his hands around her back, he pulled her closer. Her firm breasts pressed against him and enhanced his hunger for her. Drew reached with one hand and opened the door. If he didn’t get her inside soon, they were going to draw a crowd.

With one strong move, he lifted her into his arms and carried her inside, breaking contact only to ask, “Where?”

Her breath ragged, she pointed to the first door on the left. Never letting his lips leave hers, he kicked open the door and only put her down once they were at the foot of her bed.
She tastes so sweet.
He wanted, no needed, all of her. He continued exploring her mouth with his while his hands fumbled with the button, then the zipper, of her shorts. He slipped them down so they lay on the floor at her feet. His hand came around her again to grab her well-rounded ass.
So perfect.
His fingers dug into her soft flesh hungrily. He couldn’t get enough of her. The need to taste every inch of her was driving him mad. Kissing her lips hungrily one more time, he dragged his lips from hers only to move them across her jaw, then to the curve of her neck. Exploring and tasting her soft flesh as he licked and nibbled his way across her collarbone, he thrived on her soft whimpers.

“Drew, please,” Katherine begged, her hands gripping his shoulders. The look in her eyes reflected his desire. Any doubt quickly vanished. His cock wanted, ached, to be touched and sucked by her.
Easy, Drew.

A soft cry left her as he broke contact long enough to remove his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside, then reached out to remove hers. “Tell me you want this.” He knew if she didn’t stop him now there was going to be no stopping.

Katherine reached behind her back, unhooked her pink lace bra, and let it fall to the floor in front of him.
Fucking perfection.

Sexy as hell.
Wildly running his hands over her back and ribcage, he needed to feel every inch of her smooth perfection. Her nipples were erect, begging to be tasted. Drew picked her up in his arms so his mouth easily had full access to her breasts. Taking one nipple in his mouth, he savored it, flicked it with his tongue, then pulled at it gently with his teeth.

Katherine arched her back, offering him the other breast. Her nipples hardened into tight little peaks as he licked them in a slow circular motion. He could feel her body warming against his as he explored her breast. When he bit it lightly, she arched closer to him, moaning his name, barely a whisper. She was so responsive to him. Every moan and cry only enhanced his own desire.
I’ve never needed anyone like this. How is that possible?

“You’re so damn beautiful.” His lips trailed up her throat, kissing, caressing, and nipping gently until they once again claimed hers, and he plunged his tongue into her mouth wildly while one hand slipped between her legs and began caressing her.

“Drew.” She breathed his name into his mouth, making him explore even deeper, his body pulsing with need. He tugged at her pink lace panties, the only remaining barrier between him and her hot core. Once she was naked, he quickly pulled off his own shorts and briefs, leaving them standing naked. He wanted her with an intensity he had never known before.

Pulling her close to him, his hand urged her legs apart, running over her delicate slit. “Damn, you’re so wet.” She was ready for him now, but this was not going to be rushed. As his fingers circled her clit she whimpered and trembled against him.

“Please, Drew, I . . .” Her voice was barely a whisper.

Meeting her gaze, he slid one finger deep inside her. She sucked in her breath and grabbed onto his shoulders. He lifted one of her legs to rest on his arm so he had full access to all she had to offer. He fucked her with one finger, then two, as his thumb stroked her clit. Faster, deeper, until she was moaning in pleasure, begging him for more. His movements grew faster and more urgent until her body finally clenched around his fingers. She shuddered, her head thrashing from side to side, digging her nails into him as she released her hot juices on his hand.

He didn’t give her any time to even catch her breath, picking her up in his arms so he could lay her onto the bed, leaving her only long enough to sheath himself with a condom from his wallet which he had to dig out of the pocket of his pants lying in a pile on the floor. When he returned to her she welcomed him, wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him down to her. Kissing her deeply, he then pulled away, kneeling between her legs, taking in the beauty of her body.
God, she is hot.
Her full breasts and round hips begged for his attention. He planned on exploring every inch of her, but his body was aching for only one part of her right now.

Taking his hard cock in his hand, he stroked her clit with the head while never taking his eyes off her. Her eyes darkened with need and desire.

“Katherine, tell me what you want, what you need.” His voice was deep, almost a growl, as he tried to hold control of his own need.

She opened her legs wider. She moved his hand and took his cock in hers.
Yes, take me.
Licking her lips, then biting on her bottom one, she guided him, raising her hips to take him inside her.
Fuck yeah.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. Grabbing her by the wrists, he held them to either side of her, and in one motion entered her fully. He pumped fast and hard, driving into her again and again. She pulled her hands away and ran them up his chest, raking her nails gently over him, stopping briefly to pinch his nipples before moving on.
Oh God.
His blazing gaze met hers. “Baby, you’re killing me,” he said before he claimed her nipple fiercely with his mouth.

“Yes! Drew! I . . . Oh God . . . yes . . .” Her hands were on his back pulling him to her. “Please . . .”

“Yes, Katherine, give it to me. Give it all to me.” He fucked her harder, faster, as she cried out his name again, meeting his thrust with her own. “Yeah, that’s it.” Her moans grew louder against his neck, and her body began to tense around his cock as she came. He plunged deeper. His orgasm rocked him to the core, stronger than anything he had experienced before.

His sweat-glistened body collapsed onto the bed near her, as they both struggled to catch their breath.

Katherine spoke first. “That was . . .”

“Incredible,” Drew finished.

“Yes.” Her voice was barely a whisper now.

Drew heard her breath ease till it was obvious she had fallen asleep. He should get up, get dressed, and go. Spending any more time with her was only going to give her the wrong impression. He didn’t do relationships, and he didn’t do overnighters. He liked to avoid the morning-after awkward conversation.

Rolling over onto his side, Drew threw an arm and leg over hers and pulled her close. He wanted to hold her in his arms just a little while longer. He would leave shortly, but he wasn’t ready to let go, not yet at least. He’d only stay for another minute.
It didn’t mean anything.

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hankfully she had
slept, but not nearly long enough.
What was I thinking?
That was the point. She hadn’t been. KJ let her wants cloud her good judgement. Yes, the sex was absolutely amazing.
Mind-blowing, to be accurate.
But that didn’t eliminate the fact she wasn’t ready for this. Hadn’t she just convinced herself the last thing she needed to do was get emotionally involved?
Here comes the roller coaster.

KJ prided herself in thinking everything through logically.
Why can’t I do that with this?
Mentally she began her pros and cons list. She decided to start with the reasons they shouldn’t be together. One. We are on different sides of the country.
That didn’t stop him.
Two. We are so different: he’s so calm, cool, and relaxed.
Maybe that is a good thing.
Number three. She closed her eyes racking her brain for the list she knew was there but somehow seemed so insignificant at this moment.

The house was quiet except for the light snore coming from Drew, still sound asleep next to her. Lying on her back, she turned only her head as not to wake him while she studied his face. His hair was a thick, wild mass of curls from running her hands through it the night before. His lips, which were so firm, now softened, tempting her to kiss them.
Damn, why was he so sweet?
He had made sure her every need was satisfied before his own.
God, he knows how to make me purr.
If it was only so easy, she could solely focus on the physical aspect and maybe this would work out. But she wasn’t that type of person. The more contact she had with him, the deeper the connection would get. There was no changing it; she was a woman full of emotions, wants, and needs. Over the past two years she had suppressed that side of her . . . or had at least tried to. After what they shared earlier that night, there wasn’t any going back into her emotional box. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it was time to take the bull by the horns and move forward.
However . . . not at this moment.

He stirred slightly, turning toward her. His arm now rested across her stomach while his hand cupped her bare breast.
That is not going to help.
Her body defying her wishes, she felt warmed from even such a simple touch.
You aren’t going to make this easy for me are you, Drew?

Lying quietly, she went through the list of questions she had for herself. One. Why did I invite him to dinner?
Because he made me laugh and smile, something I thought I would never do again.
Two. Why did I need to see him again?
Because he haunted my dreams every night, and I needed to see if it was real or not.
Three. Why did I sleep with him?
Because he was sexy and made me feel like I’ve never felt before.
Four. When are you going to tell him this can’t happen again?

Before she could answer her last question, she felt his fingers move. Slowly they began to circle her nipple, the tip of his finger making it erect. A delightful shiver of want ran through her. Realizing he was awake, KJ opened her mouth to tell him to stop, that they needed to talk, but only a soft moan escaped her as she licked her lips. Any lingering wish for sleep was replaced by a growing need to replay what they shared earlier.
Maybe we’ll talk later.

“Hmm, I’m hungry.” His voice was deep as he kissed and nibbled her earlobe.

She laughed softly. “Too bad you never got to eat your cake.”

Drew pulled himself up onto his elbow, cupped her breast, then licked her neck and the crest of her breast. “I would settle for just the frosting that was here yesterday.”

She blushed as she recalled the expression on his face yesterday.
How had I missed that?
She had been so worried about the disarray of her kitchen, she’d overlooked his true intentions when he removed the icing from her neck.
Duh. Was I blind?
Dwelling on it now wasn’t going to change a thing. Only moments ago she had decided she needed to let go and live again. It was time to stop living in the past, even if that was only twenty-four hours ago. Drew was here now, and there was no misunderstanding what he wanted. The twitch between her legs said her wants were one and the same. It wasn’t too late to make up for missed opportunities. With a suggestive tone she asked, “No frosting tonight, but can I talk you into improvising?”

Drew arched a brow and asked, “Hmm, what exactly are you offering?”

KJ couldn’t help it. A little playful romp with Drew was a great way to end any day. With a giggle of mischief and a wink she replied, “You choices are whipped cream or caramel sauce.”

He gave her a questioning look. “And what do you plan on doing with those items?” His tone hinted he had plenty of ideas of his own if she couldn’t think of anything.

She encouraged his dirty little thoughts with no hesitation.
Might even have a few of my own
. “I am sure we can come up with something interesting to do with them.” KJ took his hand and brought it to her mouth. She licked the tip of his finger then twirled her tongue around it.

He watched her every move then pulled his hand away, grabbed her around the waist, and rolled over so she lay on top of him. “That’s just the way I like my dessert.”

Drew’s inner clock
was still on East Coast time and woke him before the sun even had a chance to rise. That was convenient as the stock market usually is hopping on Monday mornings and it gave him time to handle several calls from the other room.

With business out of the way, he had been tempted to head back to the bedroom and wake her. He had to admit, it had been difficult pulling himself away from her earlier. He saw Blossom sitting patiently by the front door. “You want to go out?” Her ears perked up.
What do I know about walking a dog?
Grabbing the leash from the hook, he slowly connected it to her collar. As they headed out the door and down the path he realized how strong Blossom actually was. This dog had a mind of her own and was adamant about where she wanted to go and when she wanted to stop.
How do you do this?
Drew pictured Katherine, so tiny, and the dog walking her instead of her walking the dog. He had no idea what would have possessed her to get such a powerful breed. But then again, she had surprised him on many levels. This was just one more. She had made walking this dog look easy. Mind you, the strength in her legs had also impressed him the night before . . . or was it early this morning? Whichever it was, neither of them had any strength after the hours of enjoyment they shared.