Trainwreck 2 (Trainwreck #2) (47 page)

“Not this time, angel.”

I stared at him blankly.

“Sit on me!” A command.

In a breath, he lifted up my sheer dress and—
Slash!
—tore off my lacy blue bikinis. All that remained was the matching lace garter and attached sheer silk stockings. I was very exposed. A finger slid across my wet folds, sending sparks of pleasure to my core. He sucked on it and then ran it across the wide rim of his erection.

“Perfect!” Planting his manly hands firmly on my waist, he positioned me exactly where he wanted me to be, straddling his rock-hard thighs and…

Impaled on his giant cock! I moaned as his hot girth, that magnificent tower, speared into me, filling me to the hilt. Oh. My. God.

His denim blue eyes, now fiery and fierce, bore into mine. His hot breath heated my already flaming face.

“Aren’t you going to tie me up?” I immediately regretted my words. I wasn’t thinking straight.

“Hey, angel, no need; there’s no place to go…except down on me.” He lifted me up a few inches by my hips and dragged this hard throbbing cock down my wet tunnel. He immediately bucked back up me, so deep I yelped.

“And besides, you’ll need your hands. Hold on to my shoulders.”

I slapped my palms onto them, curling my fingers around the bone-hard edges. A gasp escaped my throat as he lifted me again.

“Now, ride me, angel! Hard!”

I crashed down on his slick thickness, then immediately lifted my hips and descended hard on him again. We instantly got into a rhythm. Up and down. Up and down. I loved every thrust. Now, this was a thrill ride! I kept pace with him as he bucked harder and faster. My breasts brushed up and down his leather jacket, the friction causing heat waves. Beneath the delicate lace of my bra, I could feel my nipples swelling and hardening. His eyes grew hooded, his breathing ragged. I was riding him to heaven. I chewed my lip to hold back whimpers.

He bit my upper lip, and my mouth parted from the delicious pain.

“It’s okay to scream,” he said, his voice low and sultry. “No one’s going to hear you up here except me.”

Suddenly, the wheel started spinning again. He gripped my hips tighter, for sure bruising my skin, as I clung to his shoulders, still riding him. We were descending to earth but I was ascending skyward to an out of this world orgasm. My head was spinning and I couldn’t help screaming. The whirling dervish of sensations that swirled inside me was bringing me to the edge. Let me rephrase…this was one
extreme
thrill ride.

“I need to come!” I pleaded, hot tears now trickling down my cheeks. Even my aching thighs were crying out for relief.

“Not yet.” He could barely manage the two words, his breathing so ragged.

Ruthlessly, relentlessly, he continued pounding into me as I posted and met his every thrust. This man had no mercy. His face contorted, and moans filled the cabin. The intense pressure inside me was building. Building so fast I thought I’d implode. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Gloria, open your eyes. Now!”

I forced them open.

“Don’t take them off the Eiffel Tower.”

A heartbeat away from coming, I focused my gaze on the Paris landmark. My mouth dropped open, forming a big O, as the monumental tower burst into a shower of scintillating white light. At that very moment, my own shower of titillating sparks burst inside me, zapping every inch of my being.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” I screamed over and over as the sparks kept flying.

“Gloria, now watch me light up.” He turned my head away from the window to face him.

My eyes met his for a brief second. His face distorted with tortuous rapture as he rammed into me one more time.

“Oh my God,” I shrieked again as his electrifying explosion met mine fast and furious with a roar of my name. I collapsed onto his chest, dazed and totally awed that this sex god had so skillfully managed to orchestrate our orgasms with the Eiffel Tower’s own orgasmic spectacle of lights.

“Oh, angel,” he groaned, his voice hoarse, and his still flickering dick going nowhere. “That was so fucking amazing.”

I responded with the only three words I seemed to know. “Oh. My. God.”

He pulled me off his chest with a fistful of my hair and held me in his gaze. “My turn to enjoy the view. You’re so beautiful after a good fuck.” His pouted lips latched onto mine, sucking and gnawing until my mouth parted and met his tongue, stroke for stroke. My hands left his shoulders and cupped his beautiful face. The touch of the stubble along his jawline brought feeling back to my nearly numb, stiff fingers. Though my eyes were closed, I could still see and feel the sparks inside me. His cock, still buzzing, didn’t budge. We were totally lost in one another.

A scraping thud brought us back to reality. The spinning wheel came to a halt. We were at last back on the ground although my mind and body were still spinning wildly somewhere in space. Jaime slowly withdrew his tongue, and then his slick, swollen cock, tucking it inside his slacks. After zipping his fly, he helped straighten my dress so it covered my legs in a lady-like way. My shredded bikinis crumpled down by my ankles were now part of French history.

I was still in a daze, sitting on his lap with my arms clasped around his neck, when the cabin doors automatically slid open. My heart jumped. Claude!

“One more spin?” he asked. The mischievous twinkle in his dark eyes clued me in that he knew what had gone down up there. I flushed with embarrassment, acutely aware of the wetness between my legs.

Jaime winked at the robust, mustached man. “Take it away, Claude.”

My heart leapt into my throat. Holy shit! He was going to fuck my brains out again and send me orbiting back into space? I tensed up.

“Are you going to—?”

He cut me off with a fierce kiss that made me melt.

Pulling away, he shot me a wry smile and twirled a clump of my hair. He hadn’t done that for a while.

“Gloria, I overestimate you and you underestimate me. Do you really think a creative guy like me would do the same thing twice?”

I screwed up my face. “Well, to be honest—”

He cut me off again. “To be honest, I just want to hold you this time around.” He coaxed me to sink my head against his warm, tight chest. I sighed as I melted into him. The sweet musky smell of his leather jacket wafted up my nose. I closed my eyes to the song of our heartbeats thrumming together.
Heaven!

When we got to the top, the cabin began to rock again. Blissfully, I just let myself rock with him, swathed by the warmth of his body. The rise and fall of his chest and the sound of his soft breathing lulled me into a trance-like state. I felt so safe when I should have felt so scared. I’d lost track of time when he nuzzled my neck, bringing awareness back into me.

“Gloria,” he whispered into my ear. “I have another surprise for you.”

Another surprise? What now? He never ceased to amaze me. Slowly, I lifted my head from his chest and met his gaze. His eyes were twinkling like the lights below us. He circled my lips with his index finger and then dug his hand into a pocket of his jacket. He whipped out a small red velvet box and held it in his palm. “Open it, Gloria,” he ordered. “It’ll turn you on.”

A mixture of curiosity and anticipation coursed through me as I took the box from him. What could be inside? A butt plug? A nipple clamp? A clit ring? I was familiar with all of these little sex toys from our research for our new product line but knew nothing about them personally. With jittery fingers, I flicked it open. I gaped in shock and my heart skipped a beat. Glaring in my eyes was a magnificent platinum ring with two entwined, heart-shaped diamonds. They sparkled like the stars surrounding us. I couldn’t get my mouth to close.

“Do you know what this is?” asked Jaime, his eyes burning into mine.

My heart was slamming so hard against my chest I thought it would leap out. “Are you asking me to marry you?”

End of Book 1

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Why hadn’t I resisted him? Because he was too strong, too determined, too beautiful. And because I was hopelessly, helplessly head over heels in love. He had made me fall apart and fall for him.

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Back at her Los Angeles headquarters, Gloria faces unexpected deceit, intrigue, and danger and must make a heart-wrenching life-or-death decision that will cost her not only her empire but also the man she loves. Revenge is the only solution. But will she find the strength to confront the demon from her past who harbors the dark secret that can shatter her world?

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