The Billionaire's Son 8 : Always & Forever (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) (5 page)

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The car ride back to Derek's townhouse
was
mostly silent.
I held on to Derek's hand, searching for a way to make him feel better.
The rift and distrust between Derek and his father was bigger than I first imagined. And I just didn't understand it. I wanted to get to the bottom of it, but now wasn't the time.

Since the moment we stepped out of
Jackson's
study
together, I could only think
about one thing:
the last words Derek spoke to his father.
I'm going to marry her.
My heart had pounded
like crazy in response. Did I hear him correctly? Was he just saying that to throw back in his father's face?
Was it real?
Questions swirled
in
my head until I was crazy with
uncertainty.

I turned down the radio. "Well, that didn't go as smoothly as I had hoped, but at least it's over with. Now we can concentrate on
the
futur
e."

Derek squeezed my hand, "God, I'm sorry about all that. I hope it didn't upset you too much."

I studied his face, "I'm fine. I'm just worried about you. That stuff Jackson said was
pretty
awful. I don't understand why, though."

"Don't worry about me. I'm used to it. We have a complicated relationship. I'll try to explain it to you sometime, b
ut I don't even understand it
myself. But right now, I just want to forget about Jackson."

When we finally got to Derek's house and got inside, I
slid up against him
for a long hug. "That was stressful. Let's just do something
quiet -
to relax
."

Derek thought for a moment.
"How about a nice long soak in the tub? With a glass of wine?"

My body tingled as I imagined our wet skin sliding together. "That sounds like heaven right now."

I waited while Derek retrieved two glasses of wine for us. He left me sipping the wine on the couch while he went to prepare the bath. After a few minutes, he called me into the spacious bathroom.

He had been busy.
I inhaled the fragrant scents of lavender and vanilla from the bath oils and scented candles flickering throughout the room as relaxing music played softly in the background.
The
waterfall
tub was filled with white foamy bubbles
beckoning to me.

Derek took my wine glass and handed me a fluffy white robe.

Frowning slightly, I asked
, "You're not leaving, are you?"

Derek
leaned in a
nd kissed my forehead.
"I'll stay if you w
ant. I just want
you to relax for awhile."

"I'll be more relaxed if you stay."

"
Okay.
I'll
go refill your wine
glass
while you hop in. I'll be right back."
Derek left and I pouted.

Who was I kidding? I didn't want to relax. I wanted Derek in that luxurious tub with me.
Doing unmentionable things to me
. I had hoped a little striptease would get him too aroused to
play the
gentleman. I guess I just needed to work harder.

My hair was loosely fastened with clips. I removed the clips and twisted my hair
high on my head
into a loose bun and refastened it. I slipped out of my clothes and into the sinfully soothing waters of the tub.

The water came up to my neck; my body was completely submerged. I searched for the drain plug and pulled it, watching the water line creep lower. Soon a little leg was showing. A little bit more and the tops of my breasts were showing. Perfect. I plugged the tub up and rested my head against the thoughtfully placed bath pillow
. I closed my eyes waiting for Derek. And waited.

Where was he? How long did it take to refill a glass of wine? Was he stomping the grapes himself? I waited a few more minutes and then growing impatient, I opened my eyes and sat up.

"Derek! You startled me!" I hadn't even heard him come in.

He was sitting on a small bench watching. "I thought you fell asleep."

I sat only five feet away from him, naked under the soft silky water and the foamy bubbles, and yet it felt miles apart. My body burned for him. He needed to be closer, much closer.

Quite innocently, I asked, "Would you mind
scrubb
ing my back for me?"

I saw him swallow hard as he got off the bench. He knelt in front of the tub
,
took the loofah off the hook and poured some bath gel on it. I sat up and leaned forward as he rubbed the sponge all over my back.

"Mmmm. That feels nice. A little bit lower please." I glanced up at his face and noted with satisfaction his clenched jaw.

His voice sounded quite gravelly. "Okay, Princess. Your back is done."

I lay back, arching my back slightly to make sure my nipples just peeked slightly out of the water.
"
Derek, your shirt
is getting all wet
. Maybe you should take it off."

Feigning that
I was resting
, I watched through
barely opene
d
eyelids as he removed his
button
-down
shirt.

I sighed contentedly. "This is just what I needed. It would be absolutely perfect if you could rub my feet."

I raised my leg out of the soapy water
.
He poured some body soap in his hands and lathered them up. H
e
gently
rubbed my skin, first massaging my foot and then working his way down my leg.
I watched him secretly as he worked.
I admired the way
the
muscles
in his strong arms
rippled
and how his
toned body
flexed with his every move
.

As his hand worked lower, slipping under the bubbles, my anticipation grew. Suddenly his hand was gone.
Was he going to actually behave himself?

I r
aised my other leg and watched as he had to lean across the tub to
reach me.
I lay back a
dmir
ing
his arms and chest and
the
dark t
rail of
hairs
that
disappear
ed
sinfully
into his pants.
Still his hands wandered no further than mid-thigh.

Well this relaxing bath was getting downright frustrating
. I w
as going to have to
take thing
s into my own hands.

My leg slipped into the warm water rather awkwardly.
"Oh, sorry! I splashed your pants. You should probably take those off too before they get all wet."

Derek's eyebrows raised a notch.
"Julia, are you trying to get me out of my clothes?"

"What? Of course not!" I decided to drop the coy act.
"
Well, m
aybe. I'm lonely in here."

Derek practically growled his approval.
"Well, you don't have to ask twice. I just wanted you to relax."

"I would relax a lot better if you were in here with me."

Derek stood and hastily stripped
off his pants and then his boxer briefs. His cock was rock hard; obviously
,
he
wasn't
totally
immune to my charms. I made room for him in the tub and he slipped in behind me. I sat between his legs and lay back against his chest. I could feel his cock pressing into the small of my back.

Derek squeezed some more soap
i
nto his hands. His slippery hands slid down my shoulders and grazed my breasts. Soon
they
were running the suds all over my chest, his fingers teasing my taut nipples.
My soft moans of pleasure
seemed
to spur him on as
the tingling need between my legs grew urgent
.
Derek's hand glided down my side
to
my hip and slid
between my legs
. His fingers dipped between my
silky
folds
, caressing my
slipper
y slit
. It wasn't enough. I needed all of him and I was beyond waiting any longer.

I
lift
ed
up
my
bottom and guide
d
my
self over
the head
his cock.
Derek groaned as I speared myself with his impressive
shaft
.
Derek planted his hands on my hips and helped
me
as I rode him up and down as
fast and hard as I could take him.

Within moments, I felt on the edge of climax. Derek pressed against me in all the right places
, building a molten intensity threatening to erupt
at any second. When I felt Derek's muscles tense as he came, my quivering pussy took him one last time before collapsing against him in a shuddering release. Derek's fingers stroked my clit, sending delicious
jolts of pleasure to my already trembling pussy. Our bodies slowly relaxed and I grew more languid as the tremors subsided.

Derek slipped from me as I shifted positions.
I la
id
my head against Derek's chest as he
idly play
ed
with
my
soapy breasts. "Mmmm. Derek, I
just
can't get enough of you."

Derek reached for my hand under the water. "T
hat's good, because I'm like a love-sick puppy. You're not going to be able to get rid of me.
"

I twisted in the tub so that I could see his face.

My heart fluttered, as he looked deep into my eyes
. "Princess, I'm so in love with you that it scares me."

I was
breathless.
I barely managed to whisper,
"Do you mean it?"

Derek squeezed my hand gently. "
I mean it with my entire heart and soul.
"

My body practically hummed with happiness. "O
h
,
D
erek
."

He smiled. "
I know you need time to get used to us. You
'll have to get used to the limelight and all the craziness that comes with me.
And
I have a feeling that my reputation is going t
o take a
pretty
severe hit soon.
"

My e
yes widen
ed
,
"W
hy
?
D
o you think Elise is going to spill the beans
about
T
he
C
lub
?
"

Derek shook his head. "
No, but marriage and kids don't go well with my reputation. First,
I thought maybe we
could
move in together.
I want to wake up with you beside me always. Then
, after you move in,
I can begin to convince you to marry me.
"

My mouth fell open in astonishment.

Derek was clearly enjoying
my
shock
. "
Am I moving to
o
fast for you princess? Don't
worry;
I can be a very patient man. I just can't bear the thought of being without you.
"

My head was spinning. Finally, my mouth caught up to my brain.
"
Wait back up a second. Did you just say 'marry
me
'? Was that a proposal?
"

Derek chuckled. "
It depends on how you would answer it right now. But make no mistake, I love you and I want to marry you.
"

My hands started shaking. "Well then maybe you should ask me and find out what I would say."

"
Really?
" Derek eyed me intently.

"
Really.
"

Derek jumped out of the tub, dripping water everywhere. "
Hold on a minute.
"

He left the bathroom, leaving me sitting in the tub astounded. I could
actually
hear the blood rushing through my ears.
Was this really happening?

A few minutes later,
Derek c
ame
back
into the bathroom, with pa
tches of soap bubbles
still
clinging to his skin
and
slowly dripping down his
magnificent
body.
He awkwardly got down on one knee in front of the tub.

I giggled, "This is not how I pictured being proposed to, by a naked man covered in soap bubbles."

"There's nothing normal about us, Princess.
We'll just have to roll with it.
"

I gasped as Derek produced a gorgeous engagement ring that was tucked in
to
the
palm of his hand.

His eyes lit up as he spoke.
"
I love you with every part of me. And I want you to be my wife, always and forever. Julia, will you marry me?"

This
was
really happening.
I swiped at the tears escaping my eyes. "I love you, Derek Vaughn
,
a
lways and forever. And the answer is
,
Yes!"

Derek didn't even have time to get up from his knee
before
I launched myself out of the tub and crashed into him.

We had been through so much. And our journey was
really
just beginning. It was Derek and Julia together now. Always and forever.