Текст книги "The Billionaire’s Obsession: Alpha Billionaire Romance "

Автор книги: L. N. Pearl

Соавторы: S. K. Lee
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5 – Jax

Kendra tried to insist that she needed to ride in the backseat of the Rolls Royce with Tyson, but I wouldn’t have any of it. He was playing with a toy and truth be told, I wanted her with me. I reached up and turned the radio down a little before calling Valenia on my car phone.

“Valenia. How might we assist you?”

“This is Jax Wilder. I need a table for two adults and a child.”

“Of course, Mr. Wilder. We have our rooftop spot available for you as always or we can bring you inside. It’s supposed to be in the mid-seventies this evening. Which would you prefer?”

I glanced toward Kendra and lifted my eyebrows.

She mouthed ‘outside’ and I nodded, a smile lifting my lips. She was beautiful and intriguing. The dress she made and wore fit her like a glove. But where someone else might look a little revealing in it, she looked like a princess.

“The lady says outdoors will work.”

“Excellent choice. We’ll see you when?”

“Thirty minutes.”

“Good, sir. See you soon.”

I hung up and tugged at my seatbelt, my level of comfort diminishing at the driving need inside of me to offer Kendra something else. I had worked my ass off getting the sewing room together, though I’d never tell her that. Letting her think I had hired a crew of men, which is what I should have done, left me slightly aloof and disconnected. Some part of me wished like hell I had a bracelet or necklace to give her.

Why? Am I trying to impress her with my wealth? Well... she doesn’t have a clue who I really am. Maybe I should tell her.

“I’ve never been to Valenia. What type of food is it?” The tone of her voice was timid.

“It’s not Thai.” I glanced toward her and laughed at the expression on her pretty face. “I had to.”

“I set myself up for that one.” She brushed her hands down her dress, molding the soft white cotton against her thighs as if teasing me.

She wasn’t a tease from what I could tell, but some part of me wished she were. To see her blossom and work for my attention, my affections would be a sight to behold.

Maybe soon.

I pulled up to the restaurant and smiled at her as the valet moved to open our doors. “It’s an Italian grille. One of my favorite places and the view on the rooftop is spectacular.”

“Sounds great.” She unbuckled as the valet offered her a hand. “I’ll get Tyson.”

“No. I got him.” I moved to the back door and smiled at her as she leaned in from her side on the back. She must not have heard me. The position she leaned into allowed me to see down the front of her dress. I groaned softly as I averted my eyes.

“Is your back hurting?” she asked and moved out of the car.

I finished pulling the baby carrier from its locking device and walked around to her. “No. Your dress is beautiful and you smell like heaven.”

She blushed and quickly looked away.

I took her hand and lifted it to my lips, kissing the back of her fingers before I could stop myself. I released her as we walked into the restaurant and played it off as if it meant nothing.

“Good evening, sir.” A middle-aged man moved from the hostess stand and peered over at Tyson. “He’s getting bigger and bigger, no? Looks like Alice if you ask me.”

I nodded, not quite able to respond. The boy did look like my sister. So much so that my mother hadn’t visited more than once since the plane crashed.

Speaking of...

I had to remind myself to talk to Kendra about my out of town trip. I should have mentioned it when hiring her, seeing that it was scheduled for the next day, but the clearance to go had come in last minute on Friday. Hopefully, she would be all right with it.

“The elevators are this way, of course.” The gentleman walked in front of us, stopping and holding the door as we moved in. He smiled sadly and I simply nodded again. Valenia was Alice’s favorite restaurant. It was the place my father brought us to each time we had a birthday or some type of celebration that called for wine and expensive food.

“There are so many memories in this place.” I glanced down at Tyson as Kendra’s hand brushed over my arm.

“We can go somewhere else. I can experience this another time. Really.”

“No. It’s a tradition. We’re celebrating your good fortune of working for the best family in town, and our superb luck in finding you.” I smiled and moved to stand in the open door of the elevator. “It’s a private balcony. Come and enjoy it with me.”

I moved out after she passed by me, the soft gasp that left her lit my world on fire. I wanted to please her and hear that sound over and over again.

What the fuck is wrong with me? Get it together.

The contraption they brought out for the baby carrier was a perfect fit. I bent over to study it for a minute, not quite sure how it worked to balance the large plastic tub that Tyson sat in. “Interesting.”

“There’s all sorts of crazy things for babies nowadays.” Kendra smiled and took her seat. “Should I feed him before we order dinner?”

“No. He’ll let us know when he’s hungry.” I pulled off the black jacket I’d slipped into, my silky white shirt leaving me with a sense of sensual power. I wasn’t sure why I needed to remind myself that if I wanted her, I could have her, but I did. Maybe because it was a fucking lie.

If she wanted me... she could have me. The coin didn’t roll the other way from what I could tell. Hunter seemed to be correct in his assessment. I was wealthy, so in her eyes, I was damaged goods. A means to an end.

“I do have some news to spring on you.” I tugged my napkin in my lap and paused as the server approached.

“What drinks might I get you?” The server smiled at Kendra and then turned her gaze on me.

“Red or white wine, Kendra?” I nodded toward her, willing to let her make all the decisions for the evening.

“Red.” She pulled her napkin into her lap too and absently licked her lips. Her pretty pink tongue shot me into a moment of depravity that made no sense.

I swallowed hard and reached for my water glass. I was approaching thirty, so maybe I’d turned some fucked up hormonal corner that left me needy for love and affection? Who knew? Either way... it wasn’t good.

“So lay it on me.” She picked up a piece of bread from the basket and lifted the roll toward me. “You want butter on it?”

“Yeah. Sure.”

Lay it on her? Lay what? Did I miss something? I wanted to lay a lot on her...

She buttered the roll and handed it to me. “Jax. Tell me what you were going to spring on me. News about something?”

“Oh, yes. I’m leaving for a few days starting tomorrow and I need you to stay with Tyson. I’ll give you directions to the office so you can take him to the daycare when the week starts.” I took the roll and bit deeply into it. Had she fixed the roll for me? She had.

“I can just keep him with me. I don’t have a car.” She blushed as I watched her closely.

“I have several. We’ll just get you a set of keys to the Beamer and the Mercedes and you can use which ever you prefer. If they’re both shit, just tell me and I’ll take you car shopping.” I shrugged and shoved more of the roll into my mouth. Something about her having taken the initiative to fix my bread, coupled with the baby next to us, left me feeling very family oriented. Like I wanted a small family. A family we were almost playing that night.

She shook her head. “I’ll borrow your car. Either of those are more than I would ever imagine. No need to spend any money on me.”

My cock jerked in my pants. I was turning into a fucking basket-case and all I could hope was that I was playing off the calm, cool, collective guy I appeared to be most days of the week.

“It’s no big deal.” I turned to Tyson and found him asleep. The breeze picked up and I pulled the blanket from his bag and laid it over him. There was another buttered roll sitting on the small plate in front of me when I settled back down. I glanced up at her and felt something in my chest flutter.

No. Just no.

“I’m really sorry about not knowing who you were last night. I figured it out today. I feel like an ass.” She glanced down and shook her head.

I reached across the table and rubbed my fingers over the top of her hand.

“It’s okay. I just couldn’t bring myself to talk about it. My sister was my best friend. We did everything together.” I laughed, but the sound fell flat. “I’m not sure any of my relationships are real, but the one with her was.”

“I can’t imagine how much your family must be hurting.” She placed her hand on top of mine, trapping me there.

The warmth of her touch tugged at the deepest parts of me. I didn’t want to fuck her. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to hear her groan my name as she rolled against me.

Being careful not to look like an ass, I removed my hand from hers and coughed, lifting my fist to my mouth.

“It’s been rough. My sister and I had a nasty falling out about six weeks ago. She left on her trip and... well, you know the rest.” I glanced up at the server, grateful for a break in the emotionally exhausting conversation.

Tyson started to cry about the time we ordered, so Kendra got up and unbuckled him as I picked a few of my family’s favorites for her to try. I sat back and took a long drink of my wine as she cuddled the baby against her breasts. Her sweet whispers and gentle disposition forced me to realize something. I didn’t know her, but I wanted to.

Badly.

She rubbed Tyson’s back and glanced up at me, her expression soft and almost loving. “Where are you going on the trip?”

“Overseas to the Sahara Desert. I was waiting to get clearance by the governing bodies to go. I got it Friday night, just before you showed up.”

“Oh. No wonder you didn’t tell me.” She picked up her wine and took a quick drink. “Your fight with your sister must not have been too terribly bad. She trusted you to raise her son.”

“Yeah. It was the same fight we’ve had my whole life. Women.” I shrugged and glanced down at Tyson. The little guy had fallen asleep on the thick pillow of her breasts. I hated how fucking jealous I was. She was beyond gorgeous, and I needed to tell her, but I didn’t want to come off creepy, so I simply let it go.

“Sounds like she cared a lot about you, Jax.”

“She did. The feeling was mutual. Our fighting should have had her ejecting me from her will a long time ago, but I’ve always been second in line behind the little guy.”

“Wow. I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“Yeah... me too.” I glanced down and forced myself to leave the pain of my loss where I could manage it—locked up.

6 – Kendra

The dinner was delicious, each thing I tried forcing another moan out of my mouth. I hadn’t eaten at too many fancy places over my short life, but Valenia was now my favorite. Jax helped me get Tyson back into his carrier and we picked up the stroller from the car when we were done.

“No dessert, huh? I had a whole new layer of lust I planned on sharing with you.” Jax smiled and worked to get the stroller up.

His words plowed through me, forcing a new path of desire. The evening had been magical and the heated gaze I got from him ever so often wasn’t lost on me. I wasn’t sure why he would find anything in me attractive, but maybe it had more to do with the fact that I was a woman, taking care of his nephew. Guys got weird about wanting to procreate when they got older, or so I had read in Cosmo a million times. Maybe that was it.

“No dessert. I barely fit in this dress as it is.” I smiled and leaned over, getting Tyson into the stroller and standing back up.

“Well, I for one think you look stunning. Your talent blows me away. Only second to your beauty.” He winked and moved to take control of the stroller. “Come on. It’s getting late. Let me walk you down to the river that sits a few streets over so you can see the city from afar. It’s breathtaking.”

“Sounds great.” I wrapped my arms around my chest and walked beside him, enjoying the silence and the cool breeze of early spring. I couldn’t have planned for a better evening, the date-like event almost seeming too good to be true. I would leave my hopes at bay, but I couldn’t force my fantasies not to have a little bit of fun.

I hadn’t had sex in a little over two years, but then again I hadn’t really found anyone who left me needy and willing to strip. Not until now.

“What are you thinking about?” Jax glanced over at me as we turned down a dark street lit only by old timey lamps hanging from rod iron posts.

Panic rushed through me. I could lie though I hated to. There was no way in hell I was telling my new boss that I was thinking about making love to him. No way.

“I’m just enjoying the evening. It’s been a while since I’ve been out. It was nice. Thank you again.” I glanced over at him, enjoying the way he watched me.

“Two years to be exact.” His lip lifted in a smile. “I still find that hard to believe.”

“What? Why?” We turned another corner and the river spread out in front of us. My breath caught in my chest as I moved toward the railing and took it all in. The lights of the city sparkled in the distance as if trying to grab our attention.

“Because, Kendra. You’re beautiful. You’re kind and sweet. You’re humble and talented.” He moved up beside me and pushed his shoulder against mine. “You’re the full deal.”

I turned to face him, not sure what I was doing. No one like him had ever paid me a second of attention. My memories were riddled with pain, and laced with teasing and demeaning undertones. Rich people didn’t understand life... they were given everything. Maybe I was wrong though. Maybe he was different?

He turned to face me, and my heart almost stopped. His black suit fit him beautifully, the white silky shirt underneath screaming wealth and dominance. I stilled my thoughts and took the last step between us, not caring for a moment about the outcome. I wanted him to kiss me. Just once.

“I need to taste you.” He slid his hands along my face and pulled me closer before leaning down and devouring my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around him and pressed up into the kiss as his tongue rolled against mine. The deep flavor of red wine and spices shocked my system as he made love to my mouth.

It was so damn hard not to rock against him, undulating my hips and mimicking the sex I needed so badly with him, but I didn’t. I took all he was willing to give me from the kiss until he broke it, his eyes wild, his expression hungry.

He pressed his fingers to his lips and took a shaky breath as I tried to control my breathing beside him. “Forgive me. I won’t let that happen again. I don’t know what came over me.”

Pain laced my center and I brushed my hands over my mouth. “It’s no big deal. Great meal and good company. It happens.”

I turned to watch a steamboat move across the water as I fought long and hard against tears. I wasn’t wrong at all. He wasn’t interested, but that didn’t seem to deter my need to offer myself up on a platter for anything he could possibly want for the night.

Tyson made a soft whimper and I moved from the ledge to lean over him. “You ready to go home and get something to eat, little man? Yeah?”

“He ready?” Jax’s voice was gravelly.

I glanced back and nodded. “Yeah. He’s had enough of this wine me, dine me stuff. I have too.”

My words were meant to sting. Too bad I was the only one left to suffer.

***

I didn’t say much when we got back to Jax’s place. A quick thank you and I disappeared upstairs to feed the baby, change him and then gave him a warm bath. Jax stopped by the kitchen as I leaned over Tyson and stood there for a few minutes like he had something to say.

I ignored him simply because I didn’t know what to say either.

That kiss rocked my world and I have a million other things you can taste?

Please don’t turn me away? I need you?

Take me to your bed and make me groan your name until my throat hurts?

Nope. Wasn’t happening. He made it clear that he was concerned about gold diggers and sluts. I wasn’t going to play the part of either. It was my first day in my new home and at my new job. There was no way I was dicking up the great opportunity he gave me.

“You want me to put him to bed?” Jax walked into the kitchen and stopped beside me.

The scent of his cologne mixed with arousal rolled over me. I sunk my teeth into my lip and shook my head. He seemed to take the hint, and walked off a few minutes later, a long sigh leaving him as he did.

I finished taking care of Tyson and tucked him in before walking languidly to my bedroom. Jax’s bedroom door was open and he glanced up from his bed. He was laid across the dark blue sheets with nothing but sleeping pants on. The beautiful swell of his chest and abs grabbed my attention, forcing me to memorize every part of him that lay on display. The TV seemed to be on in the room, but his attention was all on me.

“There’s a good horror film coming on. You wanna come join me?” He patted the bed next to him.

Yes!

“No, I’m tired. Thanks though.”

A smile brushed over my lips as I moved into my room and closed the door. I pressed my back against the closest wall and let out a shaky sigh. Good. He hadn’t cut off the kiss because he didn’t like it. He did so to keep us at arm’s length, which was an appropriate business relationship. I could swallow that much better than rejection.

The night with Jax had been so much more than I expected. Dinner was exquisite, but the walk by the river under the moonlight had stolen my heart, and the kiss. I groaned softly. The kiss was so good.

You need to be careful. You know he’s most likely a player, a user of women.

Some part of me was more than happy to be used by someone so strong. Someone so bold, handsome and dominate for the night. I shuttered at the thought and slipped out of my dress, letting the soft white material fall on the floor around my feet.

How badly I wanted him to go to bed with me, to take the passion of his kiss and push it farther. He was being respectful, even if his words stung me at the dock. A soft moan left me as I closed my eyes and slid my fingers around the top of my skimpy panties before slipping them off.

His kiss had been full of passion, the attack happening right from the start. The deep press of his tongue had been so good. So thick and wet. He hadn’t even nudged me to let him in. His sense of entitlement as a man seemed to fuel him to take what he wanted, when he wanted it. I tugged my bra off and slipped into the cold soft sheets of the bed, stretching out and feeling beautiful simply because of his attention, his words.

I needed him to move from my mouth to my throat, whispering something naughty in my ear, a reminder that he was in charge. He wasn’t a man who seemed to enjoy anything but obedience.

Was I the type of woman who could give it?

I let my thoughts go and slid my hands over the tightness of my stomach before letting one rush over the dampness of my center. A soft groan left me and I arched my hips, my mind having locked him above me in a vision of sensuality.

I could almost hear his voice, the desire for me to open up to him, the demanding nature of his persona spilling out all over me.

Dropping my knees to the side, I played along the swollen flesh where my need was the greatest. The desire to be taken violently surged through me and I groaned again, whimpering his name as I sunk two fingers deep into myself. I was soaking wet. My juices dripped down my perineum and my puckered hole. I felt my arousal between my fingers as I slowly swirled them inside my walls.

Mmm… Yes… Jax, yes… Fuck me hard…

I rolled my eyes and moaned, biting my lip as I imagined him rubbing the length of his cock against my entrance, caressing my throbbing clit, his heavy balls brushing against my wet anus.

There was no need to hurry. There was nothing to do but dive into my fantasies. I wanted to ensure that the neediness of orgasm drug me to its very edge before throwing me over its ragged cliff.

“Now,” I whispered to the dark-haired villain in my mind. Jax smiled and warned me to get ready for the best fuck of my life.

He pushed his swollen knob inside my pussy and fucked me balls deep. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster, his hips rocking my whole body.

I didn’t need anything else. I arched my back and worked myself into a frenzy, my fingers driving in and out of my tightness with such force that I nearly came off the bed when fire burst through my core. It spread out and caused the world to dissipate.

Oh yeah… fuck… it’s been so goddamn long.

I brought my hand to my lips and sucked my fingers, trying to imagine how he tasted. I wanted him. I needed him, but I couldn’t have him.

Laying in the darkness, I forced myself to breathe deeply and try to relax. Getting myself worked up over Jax felt so good, but it was damning at best. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing. Was he thinking of me?

There wasn’t a towel in the bedroom, but I needed to clean myself up or I’d feel like hell in the morning. I pilfered through my clothes in the darkness and slipped into a small white nightie, half expecting him to be asleep as I slipped out of the room. His door was closed, which was a good thing.

I made it to the hallway bathroom and washed my hands before working to clean myself up. Looking at myself in the mirror, I honestly couldn’t see what he might see in me. I saw nothing but loneliness. Poverty. Despair.

I turned off the light and walked downstairs to drop the towel in the washing machine. The last thing I wanted to do was have Jax find the damn thing. Then he would really feel bad for me. Having to masturbate because that was as good as it got. Jogging back upstairs, I paused by Tyson’s room and leaned in. Nothing but soft snores.

I needed to get back in my room. My nightie was almost see through and I know it would look like I was trying to draw attention to myself. I didn’t even have on panties for shit’s sake.

“Fuck,” Jax whispered behind me and I jumped, yelping as I turned to face him.

I wrapped one arm around my chest and pressed my other hand to the junction of my sex, knowing the damn nightgown left nothing to the imagination.

“I’m so sorry. I figured you’d be asleep. I’ll throw this thing away tomorrow. I just needed to pee and I couldn’t...”

“Hush. Stop talking, Kendra.” He tugged at my arm, forcing me to release myself as my breasts dropped heavy and full. “Incredible.”

“Yes, well. Okay.” I turned and walked to my room, trying to own the fact that my ass was on full display through the lacy material.

“You’re not wearing panties?” His voice lifted an octave.

“It’s dark. I will be tomorrow. Pretend you didn’t see anything?” I smiled like a silly school girl and slipped into my room, my need to follow him to his bed almost overwhelming.

I leaned against the door, every cell in my body throbbing. “I can’t do this,” I whispered as tears filled my eyes. “I just can’t.”