The Billionaire's Secret: Billionaire Obsession (Tycoon Billionaires Book 5)

by Farrell, Julie

  “You should take off those wet things,” he said. “Or maybe I’ll give you a hand.”

  Astrid fondled the top button of her shirt as lust pounded hard through her body. She was still unsure whether this was a good idea. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to – but she wanted to far too much. Jake was one big heartache wrapped up in a handsome body of pure muscle. And it was clear he wasn’t into her as much as she was him… But he was gorgeous… And the way he’d tackled that gunman had really turned her on – after the fear had faded. Okay… no strings. She could do that.

  Jake fingered her buttons. “Your hands are shaking. Let me help you.”

  He reached out and undid her top buttons, running his strong fingers over the top of her breasts. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

  Jake smirked into her eyes – he knew the effect he was having on her. He reached up and undid his tie, then let it drop to the floor. Maintaining eye contact he undid the buttons of his own shirt – as confident as a stripper. He pulled back his shirt from his shoulders and revealed his sculpted muscles and toned torso – he smoldered with sexuality and sizzling confidence.

  A wave of arousal rippled up from Astrid’s thighs, pinning her to the floor. “Fuck, you’re sexy,” she said.

  Jake chuckled. Then he stepped forward, gazing into her eyes. “Time for you to strip for me now.”

  Astrid gasped with desire, trying not to climax before he’d even touched her. “Me?”

  He realized she was shy, so he took control. He rested a hand on her shoulder and stepped behind her, then he halted so close that she could feel his breath on her neck – sending pure lust into every cell of her body. He massaged her shoulders and sucked her earlobe.

  “Relax, Astrid. Let me take care of you.”

  He continued to rub his commanding fingers into her tense shoulders from behind and nibbled her ear, making her gasp. Then he slid his hands over her breasts and gently squeezed, causing desire to flash through her. Her heart pounded hard as he lowered his face to caress her neck with his soft lips.

  He whispered into her ear. “I want to bend you over and fuck you into a frenzy.”

  “Oh god…”

  He slid one hand across the back of her curvy waist and hips, then he grasped her butt with his strong hands.

  Astrid’s heart-rate surged. Jake was tantalizing, and her body was desperate to be possessed by him.

  “Tell me you want me, Astrid,” he said. “That you want me to make your beautiful body sing out with ecstasy.”

  She could hardly speak. “I want this…”

  “Say the words,” he commanded. “I need to know you want this as much as I do.”

  She gazed powerfully into his eyes. “I want you to make love to me, Jake.”

  “Music to my ears.”

  He ran his fingers along the collar of her shirt, then gripped it in his strong hands, before stripping it roughly down from behind – exposing her shoulders and bra. She could see her breasts rising and falling frantically as she breathed hard from arousal. He tied the long sleeves of her shirt in a knot behind her – with her cuffs remaining fastened so she was bound.

  “Now you’re at my disposal,” he growled into her ear. “What pleasures can I bestow upon you?”

  He massaged her now-bare shoulders, and kissed her on the neck. “I’m going to lick every inch of your body.”

  She gasped. “Oh my god…”

  “And I’m going to make you come so hard that I’ll be etched on your memory for eternity.”

  He wrapped one arm cross her stomach and eased her hips toward him, forcing her to bend slightly at the waist. She arched her back, trying to stay in control, but happy to submit to whatever he wanted. He was so masterful. He rubbed himself against the fabric of her skirt, letting her know what was in store. The bulge in his pants was huge and rock-hard.

  “You have the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen,” he said, slapping it and making her gasp.

  He stepped in front of her and lifted her chin to look in his eyes, which were full of lust, but also affection. She trusted him – she didn’t know why, but she could sense a sincere man under this tough veneer. Still caressing her face, he kissed her hard on the lips and hungrily pulled her against him with his other arm – dropping his hand down to grope her ass, then skimming his fingers between her thighs – over her wet panties.

  He stepped back. “You’re so fucking hot. I need to push up your skirt and lick your pussy.”

  He kissed her again, then sank to his knees in front of her. Astrid’s hips ground at nothing – she wanted him urgently. With strong fingers he pushed up her skirt, then gripped her ass and ran his tongue along the edge of her panties – skimming the outside of her pussy. Pleasure soared through her body and she ground herself into his face.

  She wanted to run her fingers through his lovely hair as he licked her clit, but she was still bound by the arms of her shirt. So she was at his disposal, as he slipped his fingers easily inside her wet pussy and rubbed her G-spot while tonguing her clit. She groaned and dropped back her head as her body filled with honey-like delight. An intense wave of pre-orgasm overwhelmed her and she felt she was about to come hard. But Jake suddenly stopped and looked up at her.

  “Not yet, sweetheart. Not until I say.”

  She groaned in frustration, unable to stop grinning.

  He stood up and untied her hands from her shirt, then he started to slowly strip her out of her bra. “I need to make you quiver – to be desperate for me. To make it incredible – the most overwhelming pleasure you’ve ever had. That’s my mission.”

  He flung her bra to the floor with a flourish, then he caressed one of her breasts in his strong hand, running his thumb over her nipple, enhancing the pleasure. He leaned down and sucked her other nipple, stimulating them both at the same time, one with his thumb, and the other with his tongue. Astrid felt herself go weak at the knees. He pulled her close against himself and rubbed his rock-hard cock against her pelvis. It was straining to get out of his pants, so she decided to oblige.

  She reached out and unzipped him, then delved her hand in his pants to rub her palm against his cock.

  “Yes, babe,” he said, guiding her fingers to wrap around his shaft.

  They pulled his cock out of his pants together and it stood proudly – a symbol of the pent-up passion between them. He pulled a condom from his wallet and handed it to her, so she sunk to her knees and rolled it over his huge erection, which he rubbed hungrily against her cheek, then she grasped it with one hand and wrapped her lips around the tip. She threw him a sultry glance, suddenly feeling empowered. She felt sexy with her skirt pushed up around her hips and her breasts exposed. He thought he was in control here, but perhaps this was her way of dominating him a little. She plunged his cock into her mouth and sucked hard, causing him to groan with pleasure. He reached down and ran his fingers through her hair.

  “Yes, babe.”

  She flicked her tongue over the head, circling the end and tasting the rubber of the condom. She could feel the warm sticky pre-cum filling it up, letting her know how much he was enjoying this oral treat.

  He balled her hair tight in his fingers as she continued to suck him off in a steady rhythm, but he suddenly pulled away – forcing himself not to come too soon.

  He held out his hand like a gentleman, which made her laugh, then he helped her to stand – not wasting any time before pulling her close and kissing her wildly again.

  “You’re too fucking good at that,” he said. “Now it’s time for me to drive you out of your mind.”

  He lowered his face to tongue her nipples again, and peeled down her panties as he sucked and licked. He slipped his fingers into her pussy once more and supported her weight, so she could totally let go. She wondered if perhaps she might orgasm from this alone, but he picked her up in his arms, making her gasp with delight, and placed her down on the couch.

  “Please allow me to fuck you in
to paradise,” he said.

  She gazed into his eyes and smiled, lying her head down on the armrest and feeling sexy. His body was incredible – now that she could see it from here. His chest was toned and his muscles were huge – they bulged from his arms and chest. He was completely naked, other than the condom, and Astrid couldn’t remember ever seeing a man in real life who was so utterly gorgeous.

  He bent and ran his fingers up her thigh, encouraging her to open her legs, then he placed one knee on the couch and scooped her hips up in his commanding hands so they were pointing upwards. Astrid had never climaxed in the missionary position before – or in any position on her back – but she felt so aroused she hoped she would today.

  Jake must’ve picked up on her apprehension, because he grinned and said, “Relax, babe, I’ll make sure this the best sex you’ve ever had.”

  She chuckled as a wave of lust consumed her.

  He gripped her ass in his hands as he positioned his glorious cock toward her, then he thrust his hips – feeding the tip into her pussy. She gasped at the euphoric tingling sensation. His cock was big, and he knew it, so he took his time and entered her slowly and gently – drawing out the pleasure and teasing her with each gentle thrust.

  “You’re so tight,” he whispered, gazing into her eyes. “Perfect.”

  Astrid closed her eyes as he started to thrust harder. She wanted to watch him in action, but the pleasure was too intense now. One final thrust and he entered completely, then he started to grind against her – positioning her pelvis so that her clit rubbed against his toned body.

  He increased the speed and intensity, pounding them both hard and fast, and suddenly the orgasm caught, rising up and overwhelming her body like an explosion of pure bliss. She heard herself groaning hard – crying out, “Yes!” as he continued to thrust, then she lost all sense of reality – consumed completely by the feeling of absolute pleasure, where she floated for an eternity – wave after wave, flying high on the most delightful sensation. He tensed and came hard too, pulling her closer and grinding her harder.

  Out of breath and feeling elated contentment radiate all over her body, she slowly drifted back to reality, grinning like crazy – and knowing that her world had changed forever. It was shinier somehow. Jake was perfect. Everything was perfect.

  She opened her eyes and saw that he was gazing at her with kind eyes, still standing over her.

  “I don’t think I’ll be forgetting that in a hurry,” she said, lying on her back and feeling drunk.

  “Glad to hear it.” He withdrew, then lowered himself to cover her like a blanket of pure muscle. He kissed her tenderly on the lips. “What’s the most number of orgasms you’ve ever had in one night, sweetheart?”

  She frowned. “One.”

  He scoffed. “One? Well, in that case, we can definitely set a new record for you tonight. Just give me a while and we can go again.”

  She laughed, unsure if he was serious. Usually, the guys she had sex with fell asleep straight after getting the pleasure they wanted.

  She absentmindedly stroked his toned bicep, getting comfy in his arms. “That was amazing. It’s never been like that before.”

  “How so?”

  “It was so intense. Usually sex is more just comfort for me, with the possibility of an orgasm if I’m lucky. But that was… fucking awesome!”

  He laughed and kissed her. “It was fucking awesome for me, too.”

  She gazed inquisitively into his eyes, feeling close and bonded to him. There was something she was dying to ask him, and she felt now would be as good a time as any. “What are you resisting, Jake?”

  “Huh? What do you mean?”

  “I know there’s something… I can’t penetrate the steely wall around you, but I know there’s something on your mind. Something that jars with your ethics. I’m right, aren’t I?”

  He ran his fingers through her hair. “You’re right there is. There’s something I need to take care of.”

  She kissed him on the lips. “Good. Whatever demon it is that’s holding you’re back, you can overcome it. All right? You don’t have to tell me what it is. But just take care of it. You’ll feel better.”

  He nodded. She was right. He decided he was going to pull out of the project – he’d tell Adam and Dylan first thing in the morning. He couldn’t keep spying on Astrid like this. He really liked her, and for reasons unexplained she liked him too. At least at the moment. Even if this went no further than a night of passion, he couldn’t continue this investigation. Not now they’d crossed this boundary.

  “I’ll take care of it tomorrow,” he said. “Now come here and let me make love to you again.”

  Chapter Six

  In the dark dank corridor, Astrid was trying to run, but she was glued to the floor. The walls were closing in – crushing her chest – and terror was sinking its teeth into her very core. Simon laughed maniacally over her, pushing her down to the hard cold floorboards. She writhed to get away from him. She couldn’t see his red hair or his freckly face, but she knew it was him. She could smell him.

  “This time I’ll kill you, baby,” he sinisterly whispered.

  He was tall and lanky, but wiry and strong. Right now he seemed to be made of metal and concrete. He drew back his boot to kick her in the face. She screamed, gasping for air. “Simon, no! I’ll do anything – please!”

  “Too late – it’s time for you to die…” He loomed over her – teeth gnashing. His pale fingers splayed, moving steadily toward to her throat, ready to strangle her to the brink of consciousness – just as he had before, last time they’d argued.

  The terror exploded in her mind and she sat up in bed, panting hard, desperate to get her breath back. Her heart thrashed in her ribcage and her chest tightened with panic.

  The light went on and she whipped her head around, tensing up and expecting to see Simon. But it was Jake… Thank god…

  Blessed relief washed over her, realizing she was safe in New York City. She gazed unfocused at the cozy room as the dread of the dream lingered, tainting reality. This room was small – there was only just enough room to cram a double bed and a closet in here – but it was her sanctuary in this huge city. She loved the hominess of the exposed wooden floorboards, the ornate fireplace, and the peach-colored walls. The high ceilings and bay window made it feel bigger than it was, and the soft uplighters gave it a warm glow.

  Jake spoke with concern behind her. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

  She nodded curtly. “Just a bad dream.”

  “You’re shaking.”

  “I’m all right.”

  He rubbed her on the back, which soothed her like a child. “Tell me about it.”

  She bit back the tears. “I can’t.”

  “Sure you can.” He leaned against the headboard and opened his arms. “Come here – tell me what happened.”

  She shuffled back and snuggled against his comforting chest. “It was my ex. He was there. I was scared...”

  His voice was sincere. “I won’t let him hurt you, Astrid. No matter what happens now, I’ll always be there to protect you. That’s a promise.”

  “How can you be? This is no-strings…”

  He was silent for a beat, then… “It might not be.”

  “You told me you’re not the guy I’m looking for.”

  “I’m not.”

  “Well, there you go. And it’ll take me time before I can trust men again after what Simon did to me.”

  Jake’s muscles tensed. “Tell me about what he did.”

  A tear slipped down her cheek. “He was so possessive. He wouldn’t let me see my friends. He was manipulative – he would tell me no one else would want me, so I should stay with him. He thought he owned me. I wanted to leave him for so long, then two months ago, after he… well, I knew I couldn’t stay, and this job came up so I left in a hurry.”

  “After he what?”

  “He tried to… he put his hands around my throat and squeezed. I though
t he was going to throttle me.”

  The atmosphere in the room was rigid now. Astrid sensed Jake wasn’t taking this well. “He lives in your hometown?”

  She sighed. “Yeah – so I’ll have to see him at some point when I visit my parents. But at the moment, he won’t take no for an answer. He’s always calling me, you know.”

  “If I ever see him, I’ll fucking kill him.”

  She sat up and wiped away her tear. “Then you’re no better than him.”

  He studied her with his big brown eyes. “Astrid, I don’t know what kind of guy you think I am, but I would never hurt a woman. Never. My old man used to rough up my mom, and... It’s just something I couldn’t do.”

  “Sorry, Jake – I know you’re nothing like Simon.”

  He eased her back into his arms and held her close. They listened to the sounds of the city outside for a moment. Astrid had no idea what the time was, but this really was the city that never slept.

  Jake broke the silence. “You’re still being haunted by what he did in more than just in your dreams, right?”

  She rested her cheek on his pec, relishing the softness of his skin over the rock-hard muscle. “Yeah. Since he tried to strangle me…” she swallowed the tears prickling her throat… “I feel smothered and claustrophobic. That’s why I walk everywhere and stay away from the crowded streets – I get panicky in enclosed spaces so the subway’s out. Crowds are terrifying. It’s so stupid…”

  “You’re okay in the car though?”

  “Yeah, because I can get out of a car anytime. The panic comes when I feel there’s no escape, you know? A car can be pulled over. But I can’t ask the subway driver to let me off. It happens when I feel trapped.”

  “What happens?”

  “Like, this overwhelming feeling of immense terror, seemingly for no reason at all. It’s the fear of fear, not the actual situation. It sounds crazy when I say it out loud like that. But when it’s happening…”

  “It must be scary for you.”

  “It is. It’s destroying my self-confidence – imagine feeling afraid all the time of just regular things like walking down the street and being on the subway. It’s like he’s still tormenting me even though he doesn’t know where I am.”