The Billionaire's Son 8 : Always & Forever (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica)
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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 opened 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. He 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 raised my other leg and watched as he had to lean across the tub to reach me. I lay back admiring his arms and chest and the dark trail of hairs that disappeared sinfully into his pants. Still his hands wandered no further than mid-thigh.
Well this relaxing bath was getting downright frustrating. I was going to have to take things 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, maybe. 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 into 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 slippery slit. It wasn't enough. I needed all of him and I was beyond waiting any longer.
I lifted up my bottom and guided myself 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 laid my head against Derek's chest as he idly played with my soapy breasts. "Mmmm. Derek, I just can't get enough of you."
Derek reached for my hand under the water. "That'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. "Oh, Derek."
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 to take a pretty severe hit soon."
My eyes widened, "Why? Do you think Elise is going to spill the beans about The Club?"
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 too 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 came back into the bathroom, with patches 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 into 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, always 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.
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From the Author
Forgive me, dear readers, as I wipe a tear away. It's truly a bittersweet moment that I conclude this series and finish writing about Derek and Julia's journey together.
I have many exciting plans ahead, but I will miss those two! Who knows, I wouldn't be surprised if Julia and Derek pop into The Club in the future just to check up on things. wink wink.
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Claire smiled. “You know, I can’t imagine you…” she gestured to the pictures on the wall.
“Cause I’m such a likeable guy?”
Claire shrugged. “Well… yes.”
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Excerpt:
As I was stirring my cup of French Vanilla Roast, I heard what sounded like a long, drawn-out sigh. Almost like a moan, really.
I stilled.
Seconds later, I heard another moan. Louder this time. It was coming from Mr. Hain’s office.
What was going on in there?
My mouth fell open. It sounded like someone was having sex.
I closed my mouth and stared at the opaque glass door. It stood ajar about an inch.
One irresistible inch.
I had to know what the receptionist and Mr. Hain were doing. Walking slowly, softly, I approached the glass door and peered through the opening.
Another moan drifted toward me. The receptionist’s voice. But I couldn’t see anything other than Mr. Hain’s desk and the bank of windows behind it. His office sofa, I realized, was to my right, behind the potted bamboo that stood just inside his office. The bamboo blocked my view of whatever they were doing on the sofa.
My heart pounding, I pushed the door open another inch. Still, the bamboo stood in the way.
I heard a deep male chuckle, then a light slap.
The woman let out a soft whimper that melted into a groan of pleasure.
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