The Billionaire's Kisses (Tycoon Billionaires 1)

“Move if you need to!” he moaned.

She remained in position, sucking harder and bobbing her head faster, before he suddenly came deeply in her mouth, letting himself go. Amy pushed her lips even further over Adam’s shaft, swallowing him down and allowing him to enjoy the orgasm. She knew she’d had the choice not to let him come in her mouth, but she actually loved the feel of cum on her tongue – it was soothing somehow; warm and sticky. It felt wonderful to take Adam so intimately into her body. Now a little bit of him would stay with her throughout the meeting and for the rest of the day. And perhaps for forever, if this was to be their last liaison. Amy knew Adam wasn’t the sort of guy to settle down with one woman.

Disappointed sadness eclipsed her excitement. She actually quite liked Adam. But she didn’t want him to know how she was feeling, so she removed his cock from her mouth, then sat back and smiled proudly. He reached out and caressed her cheek.

“Thank you, sweetheart. That was awesome.”

Amy chuckled. “My pleasure.”

Adam glanced at his wrist, pretending to check the time. “Well, I’m sure we’ve got time for your pleasure, too, babe. Let me return the favour.”

“But I did that to return your favours from last night.”

Adam kissed her on the lips. “I know. But I won’t be outdone by you. So now I need to make you come. Okay?”

Amy laughed, feeling light and free again.

Adam gazed pensively at her. “This ‘returning the favours’ could go forever, huh?”

Amy shrugged. “I suppose so.”

What was he suggesting by ‘forever’? She didn’t dare ask.

He sat on the bed and drew her into his arms, kissing her strongly. “Ready for more pleasure, sweet thing?”

Amy replied with a kiss. She actually had no idea what the time was right now, but she was knew their meeting with the finance director was scheduled for ten o’clock. But, if the owner of the company insisted on making them late by giving her orgasmic pleasure, well, who was she to argue?

Chapter Eight

Adam sat at the huge boardroom table with his brother, the finance director, and their head lawyer. Business was usually everything to him, but this morning he was finding it hard to focus. Amy was sitting opposite him, dressed in her 1940s-style suit and heels, with her hair tied back neatly, emanating corporate professionalism, but Adam had now seen another – much lighter – side of her. The vision of his cock thrusting deeply between those luscious lips was still etched in his memory, as well the wonderful image of her losing control in absolute pleasure. So different to how she was currently behaving. Uptight and stern.

Adam opened up his ipad to find his notes, then he pretended to scroll through them as he fantasised about bending Amy over the table now and fucking her hard in front of everyone; possessing her and taking her for himself. She was beautiful, intelligent, and kind. But there was something else about her that captivated him which he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Maybe it was because losing Ivan had wrenched him out of the normality of his playboy lifestyle, making him crave some stability. But it wasn’t just that. He’d met plenty of women in his life, and he was usually happy to cast his net wide, but Amy was more than a one-night stand. Amy Carter intrigued him. He wanted to know what made her happy and what made her impassioned. He wanted to hold her in his arms and make her laugh – because when she laughed, her beautiful face shone like the sunshine in his heart.

Sunshine in his heart? What the fuck? Adam didn’t know what she’d done to him – it was as if she’d cast some evil voodoo spell. He was never like this over women. He’d certainly never known himself to stick around for a shower. But this morning for reasons unfathomable, he’d been compelled to stay. And not only because he was desperate to fuck her properly tonight…

Adam tore his attention away from Amy, who was now typing frantically on her laptop, and hopefully having as much trouble concentrating as he was. He realised that Dylan had started speaking – getting down to business.

“Ms Cater,” Dylan said. “This is our finance director, Preti Ahmed. And here we have Lucy Maxwell, our contracts lawyer.”

“Hello,” Amy said, throwing them a professional smile.

Preti smiled sincerely. She was a smart young lady, with big bright eyes and immaculate jet-back hair. Dylan had recruited her as a post-grad, immediately detecting her outstanding talent, and only three years later she was their number one money advisor. Lucy was a middle-aged lady with a pleasant face and a relaxed demeanour. A chain smoking, no-nonsense lawyer, who wasn’t afraid to tell Adam and Dylan exactly what she thought about their business decisions as well as their personal lives. Adam adored both women, and he’d come to view them as friends.

Amy leaned assertively on the table. “Ladies, gentlemen, as you know, the purpose of my visit is to ensure that there will be as little disruption as possible when Quinlan Brothers take over Grafton Techs. Basically, from our perspective, that means we don’t want to lose any of our staff.”

“Especially not the operations director, huh?” Adam said with a wink.

Amy stifled a grin. “Not any of my colleagues, Mr Quinlan. We’re not all simply out for ourselves in this world.”

“I agree,” Adam said. “I’m certainly not just out for myself. I’m sure you must’ve realised that by now.”

Amy remained sitting bolt upright, but Adam was sure he detected a blush.

She turned her attention to the finance director. “Ms Ahmed, I need to know: are you able to guarantee that your budget can fulfil the needs of my colleagues, including all current salaries with forecasts adjusted for inflation?”

Preti shrugged. “Ms Carter, it’s my understanding that Dylan and Adam are keen to buy your company. All the figures add up, so I see no reason why anything would need to change.”

Amy nodded tightly. Adam sensed that she was disappointed there wasn’t going to be any resistance, and he suddenly realised that she somehow seemed feistier today. Was that his doing? Or rather his orgasms? Had he inadvertently given her a confidence boost outside the bedroom as well as inside? And was she now looking for a way to demonstrate her new assertive power? Adam felt his cock harden and his pride soar. How to change a woman’s life for the better, by Adam Quinlan. He grinned as he observed his sexy minx in action.