A Billionaire's Redemption - By Cindy Dees Page 0,49
degrees, a smile formed on his lovely mouth and spread until it encompassed his entire face. His eyes glowed hotly, and his jaw rippled with sudden tension. “All right, then,” he breathed.
Her heart leaped into her throat. She had no idea what she’d just unleashed, and she was a little intimidated at the notion of finding out, but she’d already jumped off the cliff and was in free fall now. She might as well enjoy the flight.
“Now, where were we?” she said softly. She leaned forward to kiss the taut muscles of his neck, and let her palms slide up the contours of his chest under the fine linen of his shirt. She raised up to nibble his earlobe and swirl her tongue around his ear while she got to work on the collar studs of his shirt.
Cuff links and studs fell with metallic clinks to the floor and she peeled his shirt away with reverence as she unveiled a gorgeous display of pecs and abs. The man was in stellar shape. He must work out for hours and hours each week to have built a physique like that.
“Good grief, you’re amazing,” she mumbled against his collarbone as she leaned forward to taste all that delicious brawn.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he muttered.
She laughed against his skin, pushing him back onto the cushions so she could explore him more thoroughly. To his credit, he was in no rush and let her take her time learning the feel of his smooth, tanned skin and hard muscles. The man had no body fat. A network of veins lay just beneath his skin, testament to how fit he was. He might not have the bulk of a hardcore body builder, but he certainly had the definition of one.
“Talk to me, Willa. What are you thinking and feeling right now?”
Surprised by the question, she chuckled ruefully. “I’m trying hard not to think about how unworthy I am of a man like you. You’re a freaking god.”
That brought him up off the cushions, reversing their positions quickly until she was pressed deep into the leather sofa and he loomed over her. “I hate to be the one to break the news, but you’re breathtaking. You may have hidden behind those old lady suits and drab makeup all these years, but the butterfly has broken free of her cocoon, baby.”
She smiled up at him skeptically. If lavishly complimenting the women he was making love to was part of his arsenal, far be it for her to disagree with him. She had told him not to hold back, after all. And he did make her feel kind of pretty.
He slid off the sofa, kneeling beside her as his hands and mouth wandered over smooth copper satin. His mouth closed on the peak of her breast through the skimpy fabric. She arched up into him, shocked at how violently aroused she was when he nipped at her flesh through the gown. It teetered right on the edge between pleasure and pain. For just a moment a bolt of fear pierced her desire, but then a single thought washed through her. This is Gabe. I’m safe. She relaxed once more and let the lust he provoked rage through her, unchecked.
She reached for him to return the favor, but his fingers snagged hers and he pulled her hands high up over her head, her arms outstretched. “Lay the backs of your hands on the arm of the couch, baby. And don’t move them. Keep them there. Understand?”
She nodded, too aroused to trust her voice. And as his hands skimmed down her body to cup her privates, she began to understand. The slit in her skirt gave his hot hand convenient access to the juncture of her thighs. He simultaneously kissed her into oblivion and slipped his hand between her legs, which were too weak with desire to do anything but give way beneath his touch.
Slipping under the skimpy lace thong, his fingers played upon her raging desire like a concert piano, and then she fully understood his order not to move her hands. She writhed beneath his touch, trapped by
her promise, helpless to stop the need ripping through her and possessing no will to stop it, anyway.
He lifted her hips briefly to push her satin skirt up and out of the way, baring her entire lower body to him. Self-conscious, she squirmed, but he merely pushed her thighs apart and leaned forward to kiss her more intimately than anyone ever