The Wildcat that Tamed the Tycoon (12 page)

She snapped her eyes open and glared
at him, hating the grin on his lips.  His eyes caressed slowly down her body
and back up to meet hers again.

“Spread your legs.” 

She hesitated for a fraction and
spread her legs slightly apart.  His eyebrows rose and she bit her lip, reading
the instruction in his eyes and spread her legs wider.

“More.”

She whimpered, but complied and spread
her legs wide.  His eyes glittered as he moved to stand at the foot end of the
bed and she closed her eyes.  She has never felt so vulnerable and … open in
her life!

“Eyes, Wildcat.”

She snapped them open and glared at
him.  His face was once again expressionless. 

“Stroke your clit for me, honey.”

She cried out and shook her head.  Her
eyes pleaded with him.  His resolve did not weaken.

“I’m waiting, Madison.”

She bit her lip and slowly moved her
hand over her belly to spread her cleft and circle and stroke her clit, her
eyes on him all the time.

“Hmmm … your body reacts so quickly to
me … even when I’m just watching.  Dip your finger inside, honey … good …
spread your juices over you clit and keep stroking.”

She followed his instructions, feeling
the pleasure of her hand on her clit warming her loins.  He kneeled on the bed
with his one knee and then the other and crawled over her body to settle his
body around her hips, his face at waist height.  He leaned forward and kissed
the soft skin on the side of her belly and she gasped, her finger stilling on
her clit.

“Don’t stop, baby.”

He waited until she circled her clit
again and slowly caressed over her thighs to stroke up and over the length of
her cleft and she moaned.  She keened when he pressed one finger and then two
deep inside her.  His entry was so easy, so smooth and coated by her wetness. 
He smiled. 

“So quickly … and we’ve hardly begun,
Wildcat!”

He pumped his fingers inside her,
quicker, faster and she thrashed her hips against his hand.  She pinched her
clit and the pressure build higher and higher. She keened as the deep pain
inside her loins warned her she was on the verge of a climax.  She screamed
when he withdrew his hand and took hers in his and her body wept.  Her eyes
begged and pleaded. 

“Ahh, Wildcat.  Did you think I didn’t
mean what I said?  Oh, my dear … this is just the first near climax for you …
the first of many before I’ll be satisfied you understand how furious I am and
how you will pay for your willfulness from now on!”

“You can’t mean that!  Please Logan!”

He slowly moved higher on the bed
until they were face to face.  His eyes glittered diamonds.  He leaned down and
kissed her softly on her lips.

“It is unfortunate for you, Wildcat.
Unfortunate, that I draw ultimate pleasure from touching and tasting your
body.  Even if I could get an erection at this point, I would be able to draw
it out for hours, purely to hear your moans, keening and mewls, but most of all
your throaty begging.  I do love to hear those words from your lips, Madison.”

“Which words?”

“Please Logan … I need you …”

She moaned as his lips trailed a path
of fire down her throat to lick and suck the tender skin in the curve of her
neck.  He lifted his head and looked down at her, stroking the curve of her
breast.

“Heaven knows Wildcat … you are a
beautiful woman!”

Her heart missed a beat as his warm
voice husked the compliment.  Her hands moved over his shoulders and traced the
hard muscles over his back, only to arch her back high in need when his fingers
fluttered as soft as a whisper over her nipples. He tortured her with soft,
barely there touches and she whimpered, the need to feel his mouth there
burning through her body.  His fingers closed around a nipple and pinched
softly and her breath caught in her throat. When his lips closed warmly around
the other she keened in need and he complied by pulling her aroused nipple deep
into his mouth and sucked hard and deep.  He moved from the one to the other,
building the fire in her body higher and higher.

His hands were everywhere and his
mouth and lips followed.  He played her body like a guitar.  He took her to the
pinnacle of need and had her hover on the precipice over and over again, until
her whole body was a ball of fire.  Her skin shivered and pulled desperately,
suddenly so tight, it felt too small to contain her body. She moaned, groaned
and mewled then panted and pleaded. She screamed and cursed, only to be forced
back to the edge where he let her shiver in anticipation, only to rip it back
from her.

It was close to sunrise when he rose
over her and looked into her eyes. She shivered, her body trembled in need and
still she saw the anger deep in his eyes.  Tears trickled down her cheeks and
she sobbed. 

“Do you know what I went through when
that fire chute shot at you?  How helpless I felt, knowing there was nothing I
could do to save you!? 

Her trembling hands lifted and caught
his face between her palms.  Her eyes pleaded with his.  Her voice was hoarse
from all the screaming and pleading throughout the night.

“I am sorry, Babe.  I am so, so
sorry!  I should have realized the danger!  You were right … I … I didn’t think
it through!  Pplease Logann … don’t be angry with me any llonger!”

He groaned at her stuttered plea and
leaned into her and shook his head.  “Why, Wildcat.  Why only now?  You could
have said this to me hours ago already and ended it sooner!”

Brooklyn felt the burning heat inside
her, an ache so intense it bubbled higher with volcanic intent, begging for the
fulfillment only his fullness inside her could offer.  Her trembling and
shivering increased and she pressed her hips unconsciously against his,
grinding against his shaft desperately and groaned when she felt it rising
instantly.

“I … needed to pay my penance tto
you!  You were right … I … wwas irresponsible … and  I was … not ready tto
admit it tthen.   Ooooh … Logan … I hhhurt! She stuttered, her eyes begged him
with desperation.

“Shhh Wildcat … easy … relax, honey.

“I CAN’T.  Damn yyyou!  I … oh … how I
hhattte yyou!”

He chuckled and she slapped him weakly
on his shoulder. She trembled too much to put any power behind the punch.

He kissed feverously down her body and
she shouted when his lips closed over her clit and sucked on it, swirling his
tongue over the edge.  She was so sensitive that she tried to escape the
torture of his lips, then push hard against his mouth when pleasure build high
again.  He slipped two fingers inside her hot and wet sheath and pumped deep. 
He growled as her hips lifted and thrust eagerly against his hand, desperate
for release from the pressure in her groin. His other hand stroked her breast
and closed around her nipple.  He pinched and nibbled softly on her clit and
she screamed as her climax gripped her so hard and so unexpectedly she lost her
ability to breathe.  Her back arched high above the bed. Her scream continued -
not a little breathless shriek, rather a high volume scream, loud and a scream
of raw ecstasy, of primal need.

Logan moved between her legs and stood
on his knees between her spread thighs and spread them wider with his legs.  He
stroked and pinched her clit, feeding and strengthening her climax the moment
she managed to pull a desperate breath into her lungs.  She lost it again as he
lifted her hips from the bed and wrapped her legs around his waist and plunged
hard into her, all the way to the hilt.  He thrust immediately, hard, fast and
deep, his need for her just as strong as if he suffered alongside her the whole
night long.  The ferocity with which he plunged into her caused so much
friction Madison trembled and mewled then screamed again when lightning struck
bursting little sprouts of pleasure inside her.  It slowly uncurled, and she
sobbed, begged and clutched at Logan.

“Help me … Babe … I … aahhh!” 

She screamed when he pinched her clit
hard and continued to thrust deep, desperate for his own release.  He felt her
sheath contract around him hard and then it throbbed with an intensity that
pulled him deeper with each forward thrust.  He felt the pressure build low in
his groin and shouted her name and bore forward so hard that he pushed her back
onto the bed.  His release shot forward and drew all the energy from his body. 

He panted drawing hard deep breaths
and realized Madison was clutching his arms, the same panic in her eyes as the
first night they were together. He lifted his torso slightly off her and
breathed slow deep breaths against her mouth, calming her and her body slowly
relaxed with his words in her ear.

“Breathe, Wildcat.  Slowly … easy Baby
… easy.  I’m here … I will always be here … easy honey.”

He startled, realizing what he just
said and his mouth tightened.  He thought of his mother’s recent deceit against
his family and his heart froze back to its hardened state.  Never, would he
give a woman that kind of power over him.  Not even someone like his Wildcat.

His body still throbbed and needed
more of her, more pleasure, more satisfaction, but she had to realize there
would never be more than just this.  Sex. 

He withdrew his arms from around her
and rose from the bed.  He gathered his clothes and he got dressed.  She looked
at him disbelievingly. Her body still quivered with unfulfilled need

“You’re leaving?”

“Yes.  I have to get to the office.”

“You …” she swallowed the lump in her
throat and looked at the unrelenting expression on his face.  She shook her
head and nearly cried when he turned and walked towards the door.

“I’ll be back tonight.  I’m sure
you’ll survive till then.  Don’t worry, Wildcat, I’ll give you what you need,
because I want your body and I still want you as a lover.  That much hasn’t
changed.”

It felt as if a fist clamped around
her heart and closed around it tighter and tighter with each word he uttered. 
She shook her head.

“I told you before; you can’t give me
what I want.  I thought over the past we … I guess I was wrong.  Thanks for the
offer, Mr. Dalton, but no thanks.  I am not about to follow in the tracks of
all the others before me.”

“Ahh, Wildcat that is where you are
wrong.  There never has been one.  You are about to be the first.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve had sex with women … not as much
as you all seemed to believe though … but I have never taken anyone as a lover.
I’ve never wanted to … never wanted even to have sex with the same one more
than twice at the most … till now.”

“I suppose that is supposed to make me
feel special?”

She rose naked from the bed and walked
… or rather sauntered seductively around him towards the bathroom, flaunting
her tempting body in his face.  She swung around and flashed him a sensual
smile, aware of his hardened arousal against his pants.

“On the other hand … I’m not one to
give up easily.  I have decided I want you, Babe … all of you … not just the
scintillating sex.  I am not about to give up … I’ll be ready with the chopper
in thirty minutes, Mr. Logan … sir.”

She was already under the shower
before Logan managed to get his legs to move. 

“Morning
Maddie.  Are you sure you are ready to be back at work?  You seem slightly pale
and worn?”

“Let me give you a tip Shane, never
tell a woman she looks worn out.  It’s not good for our egos.”

Especially as the reason for her
looking worn out, sat right next to her in the helicopter.  He grinned and
glanced down at her breasts and they perked into tight nubs beneath his stare. 
Her body was still tightly wound.  The one lousy climax he offered her after a
night of torture not nearly enough to offer her over heated and sensitive body
the release it craved.  She speared him an annoyed flash of blue and he
chuckled.

“What is so funny, big bro?”

“Oh, nothing much, but suffice it to
say, our dear pilot over here will not try any shenanigans in the near future.”

“Was that the screams we heard during
the night?  We thought it was one of the stray cats in the barn.”

Madison’s ears went red and she
scolded him with a backward glare.

“Very funny, Shane!”

Logan leaned close to her and
whispered in her ear, albeit loud enough for the two in the back to hear.

“Perhaps I should have warned you,
Wildcat.  Out here sound carries for kilometers in the still of the night.”  He
laughed at her furious yet shameful gasp.  He looked back at Shane. 

“You knew we got rid of those cats
long ago, little bro.  I would have thought you would have come to her rescue. 
Those screams were all hers.”

“Logan Dalton!  Shut your mouth!”

“Under normal circumstances I would
have, but this time I agree she needed to be brought to task,” Shane said to
Logan.

“All of you are nothing than a bunch
of Neanderthals!”  Madison mumbled under her breath, but all three Daltons
burst out laughing.

The rest of the trip to Dallas was
enlightening to say the least. The Daltons discussed their strategy to try and
get behind what Stella was planning. The fact that they discussed it in front
of her, were testimony of the trust they had in her and her heart filled with
warmth.

“I know it is none of my business, but
who is Stella?”

An icy silence followed her question
and she dared a quick glance at Logan.  His jaw was rigid and his face
tightened in a frighteningly harsh look.

“Stella Dalton.  My wife and the boys’
mother.”  Jonathan was the one that elected to answer Madison.

“Oh … and she is behind all the fires
and now wants to take over the offshore rig from you in the Gulf?”

“That about sums it up?”

“What is her companies’ name again?”

“Starlight Oil.  We’ve done some
digging and it seems that she used our company and a claimed association with
us to get finance from banks.”

“But why does she want to destroy you?”

“At a guess I think her money well is
drying up.  She inherited money from her father twenty five years ago.  She is
a socialite, not a business woman.  If she knew what she was doing she could
have made money with her refinery, but I guess it is taking too long to give
her returns that she needs.”

“So now she aims to get her hands on
one of the biggest Offshore Oil rigs for an apple and an eye?”

“That about sums it up.”

“Could she do it?  I mean does she
have the money to fight you?”

“Fighting dirty doesn’t cost much and
that is what she is doing.  If Logan is right, her aim is to get money out of
us to stop what she is doing.”

“And if you give it to her now, how
long before she is back for more?

Logan snorted, the only one who did
not participate in the discussion so far.  “I have no intention of giving her a
cent.”

They
arrived at the Dallas International Airport ending their speculation.  Madison
sat pensive waiting for the rotors to slow down.  The Daltons were already on
their way to the Airport Conference center where they were scheduled to
facilitate a conference on their environmental project.

Madison
realized Logan was not going to make it easy for her. Even Shane stared at him
with disbelief when he informed Madison on Tuesday that he needed her to pilot
him and his date to Dallas the following evening. Logan of course, ignored
him.  He was so angry he just turned and walked away.  Madison walked right up
to him and stabbed him in the chest with a stiff finger.

“I know what you are trying to do and
it is not going to work.  But here is a fair warning, Babe.  Lay your lips or
any intimate part of you on any woman but me … and I walk away.  You will never
see me again.”

She turned around and swaggered away. 
He caught her arm and swung her around before she took her second step.

“Do you really think you have that
much of a hold over me, Wildcat?”

“No … but if I was a betting woman …
my guess is that none of your floozies are ready to give you what I am already
offering.”

His eyebrows rose sardonically.  “And
what is that, pray tell.”

“A future, happiness, love and
children.”

He snorted and flung her arm away. 
“Don’t waste your time, Wildcat.  I don’t happen to believe in the first three.
And without them the fourth will never happen.  Just make sure you pick us up
at Dalton Oil on the roof.”

“Yes, Mr. Dalton.”

She watched him walk away and sighed
heavily.  Shane came to stand next to her.

“Did you really mean that?”

She bit her lip and looked at him, her
heart in her eyes and he smiled.  He yanked her closer and hugged her tight and
kissed her with a smack on the lips.

“SHANE DALTON!” 

He started at the thundered shout from
down the passage, but retained his arms around Madison.  He speared a glance in
Logan’s direction who thundered towards them with murder on his face.

“Take you bloody hands off her!”

Shane frowned as if confused and
glanced at Madison and gave her a quick wink.  He kept his one hand around her
shoulder and turned her with him towards Logan.

“Why?  You just made it clear you’re
going on a date with another woman tonight, so I assume that whatever you two
had going is over.  Come on, big bro, what is the problem?”

Logan trembled he was so angry.  He
snarled between his teeth.

“I am not going to tell you again,
Shane.  And you!  Don’t just stand there!  Get away from him!”

“You don’t want her and I happen to,
so … what is the problem?”

Madison realized Shane just said the
wrong thing with the sudden fury that tightened Logan’s body and turned his jaw
rigid.  Shane also swallowed, but stood his ground.  Logan took a step forward
and grabbed Shane by the front of his shirt and yanked him closer until their
noses nearly met.  Madison groaned and wiggled herself in between them, facing
Logan.  He was forced to let Shane go but kept glaring at him.  Shane lifted
his hands in an ‘I give up’ sign and walked away whistling a chirpy tune.

Logan’s furious gaze captured
Madison’s, still standing against his body.

“You seem to have double standards,
but then I should not be surprised.  You are a woman after all.”

“What the devil are you talking
about?”

“I am not allowed to touch another
woman, yet you can’t wait to throw yourself at my brother!”

“I didn’t throw myself at him!”

“Oh, I imagined the tight hug and kiss
then did I?”

She shook her head and sighed
heavily.  “I don’t know why you still fight against it, Babe.  It is inevitable
you know.”

“What?”

“You and I.”  

She went on her toes and pulled his
head down with her hands around his neck.  She rubbed her lips over his, softly
from side to side before she pressed harder and caressed the seam of his lips
with her tongue.  He gripped her by her shoulders and pulled her higher and
tighter against him and took charge of the kiss.  Or rather he thought he took
charge, but Madison gave as good as she got and she demanded even more.  He
growled against her lips when he ended the kiss, softly kissing her once,
twice.  He looked into her eyes and watched the anger flash when his words
registered.

“Oh I agree, but Wildcat, hear me and
hear me well.  It is and will only ever be sex.  Don’t confuse my
possessiveness as anything more.  It will never happen.”

She pulled away from him and stared at
him pensively for a long while.  She nodded and turned, flinging over her
shoulder.

“I guess I’ll have to take the ultimate
step then.”

He didn’t like that cryptic statement
and thundered after her.

“Madison, come back here!  What are
you talking about?”

She turned at the elevator and pressed
the button before she looked at him.  “Ask me again tomorrow night.  I might
just be angry enough by then to tell you.”

Madison had no intention of playing
the friendly pilot or chauffeur that night and Logan realized it the moment he
got on the chopper with Daphne Schultz, a socialite that has been chasing after
him for years.  When he took her call he just ended another with their forensic
specialist, who identified serious interventions that were tampered with on the
offshore oilrig in the Gulf.  Clearly his mother was squeezing tighter to
prepare for the final blow.  It was enough to strengthen his resolve that he
did not want more from any female than the release they could offer him
sexually.  Hence, he accepted her invitation to join her at the opening show of
the Annual Texas Welfare week.

Madison did not bother to get out of
the chopper to open the back doors as she normally did when he took dates out. 
She paid no mind to his wave of his hand that she should switch off the
helicopter so the wind thrush did not upset his dates’ hairdo.

He stalked over and nearly ripped the
door off the hinges.  She barely looked at him and he gritted through his
teeth.

“Don’t push your luck, Madison! Switch
off this damn chopper!”

“Yes sir.”  Still, she avoided his
eyes that swept down her body.

“What the hell are you wearing?”

She looked down at her body and
shrugged.  “Clothes, I imagine.”

“That is not damn clothes!  Definitely
not something you wear whilst on duty!”

She glared at him.  “In case you
forgot, Mr. Dalton, Tuesday night is my off night.  So in effect I am not on
duty, I am merely doing you a favor!”

“You are testing my patience, woman! 
You deliberately wore this damn short to irritate me.”

“Don’t you think you are rude to your
date, sir?  She seems to be getting slightly annoyed back there.”

He glanced behind him, having totally
forgotten about Daphne.  He cursed and swung back to her.  “Switch off the damn
chopper!”

He hardly had Daphne settled on the
seat and the powerful engine of the helicopter kicked to life.  He was still
closing the door when it lifted off the ground.  He cursed silently and glared
at Madison, who blatantly ignored the two of them in the back.

She pushed the helicopter to high
speed and Daphne clutched at his arm with a shriek. 

“I see you need a reminder on what is
acceptable for flying one of my aircrafts, Miss Phillips.”

Immediately the speed reduced and
Daphne relaxed, but used the opportunity to slide closer to him and pushed
under his arm to drape her over his left side.  Her one leg slightly hooked
over his knee. 

“You have such strong arms, Logan.  A
woman could spend hours very happily in them.”

That had Madison’s head swung around
and her mouth compressed in a thin line.  His eyes met hers and he raised a
sardonic eyebrow.  He watched her eyes narrow when he dropped his hand on
Daphne’s shoulder and the other on her knee, stroking it softly.

Madison nearly strangled in the fury
that bubbled up in her throat.  He deliberately touched the woman, taunting her
with his strong hand caressing her knee.

She swallowed what she was about to
say and landed the helicopter on the strip the controller just drawled in her
ear.  The picture of his strong hand around the beautiful brunette’s knee was
painfully edged into her mind.

There were shuttles that took the
guests straight to the Conference centers from there. Madison watched Logan
assist the tall beautiful Daphne into the shuttle.  She emitted a small shriek
of frustration and for the first time since her arrival, felt like crying.

He never kept his promise to come back
and took care of her need.  They spend a lot of time at the office and only
left the office late at night.  It was the first time she felt threatened by
one of his dates.  The first time he deliberately touched and caressed another
woman in her presence.

Her phone rang nearly two hours later
and she answered it listlessly.

“Madison speaking.”

“I’ve decided to stay over in Dallas
tonight, Miss Phillips.  You can go back to the Ranch and pick me up here
around ten in the morning.”