Chained to You (Dark Billionaires 3, 4)

"What are you doing?" he asked softly.

His deep timbre made my breath catch at the back of my throat. It was confirmation I wasn't imagining him. That he was actually here with me for real and so early, too.

"Come on. Enough soaking, angel," he said, a handsome smile playing about his lips.

I blinked, confused. Enough soaking? It was then I realized I was still in the bath, filled to the rim with now chilled water. And I was totally naked.

I bit my lip and sighed. "How silly of me." I moved around a bit to sit up straight. In doing so, the water splashed about, some landing on James's shirt.

"Ah, sorry," I murmured apologetically and quickly proceeded to stay still so the water didn't move as much. "I've wet your clothes."

James chuckled at my remark. "I don't mind getting wet," he said teasingly, his eyes dark.

I blushed, understanding the meaning behind his words. Trust him to turn innocent words into something erotic.

Once the water calmed and I was sitting up straight, I raised my face and said, "All right. I'm getting out now."

"Good," he said.

I waited for him to leave, but James had other ideas. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, leaned forward, and dipped one hand into the water. A moment later, he pulled out the plug.

Noise of water being sucked away sang sarcastically at me, and slowly, the level of my wet blanket descended as I watched in horror.

How rude. I was going to enjoy a few more moments in the tub before getting out once I was alone again. James, however, destroyed that opportunity.

I turned to glare at him. "You didn't have to do that, you know."

He cocked his head to one side. "I was aiming for a better view."

I realized then what his intention had been. Me naked, my skin glistening wet, must be enticing for him to see indeed. Instantly, my own body flared at the hot thought. Of course, I myself had fantasied many times about James naked, too, with his smooth skin glistening wet with beads of water, straight after a shower. The thought of running my fingers along the length of his chest and his six-pack abs was enough to drive me wild. So I assumed it must be the same for him to see me naked and glistening wet.

Slowly, as the water level lowered, my breasts became exposed. Gosh, I felt so light and airy all of a sudden without the water to act as a cover. I gazed up at James and noted him staring hungrily at my breasts, which were flushed pink and glistening. The nipples, too, were already sticking out and in their full form, ready for whatever erotic teasing James had in mind.

He moved his hand over and cupped one ripe mount in his large hand.

The moment I felt his touch, I caught my breath at the back of my throat and my body responded in excitement. It was as though my body knew his caresses, responding to him and opening up, readying me for his zealous lovemaking.

James played with my nipple, rolling the bud about between his fingers and thumb, pressing it and molding it until it became fully aroused and sensitive. As he continued his teasing and caressing on my other nipple, I groaned and arched my body forward, allowing him easier access, permitting him full advantage of my body.

James chuckled at my wanton response and said, "Your breasts are so sensitive to my touches now, aren't they?"

I couldn't deny his blunt question, nor the fact that my core was already burning for him.

James dipped his head in and enthusiastically took one nipple into his mouth. A groan escaped my lips the moment his hot, wet mouth touched my sensitive flesh. Then he opened wide and licked me. This was followed by some intensive sucking and then kissing and sucking again. My body was trembling and squirming while the onslaught of sexual foreplay continued.

When James finally finished with his sensual attack on my breasts, I raised my face to his in an offering, my eyes seductive and soft. It was an invitation to be kissed and ravished by him. When my soft lips found his, I boldly initiated the kiss. His lips were firm and warm against mine, and oh God, he felt wonderful, just like the morning sun shining after a cold, lonely night.

James urged my lips to part for him, and I eagerly obliged. Then he slipped his tongue into my mouth and wildly and passionately kissed me. It was intoxicating and addictive as he worked on me, making my body tremble in ardor and my core burn feverishly for him.

I felt his hand move from my breast lower to my tummy and then lower to where my pussy was still partially hidden by the receding water. He caressed me with his expert hand while he lovingly invaded and explored my mouth with his tongue, stroking me and caressing me until I was senseless.

When he released me from our fiery kiss, I was dazed and aching, and my body quivered with sexual heat.

"Fuck, you're beautiful, Mia" he said darkly, his warm breath fanning my skin.

My heart swelled with delight at the compliment. I was so happy, in fact, that I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and drew his face in for another ardent kiss. James arrogantly obliged, and this time, I played with him, too. My tongue was wild and passionate against his, dancing together this way and that, sensually rubbing against one other inside each other's mouths. After all, he had taught me well during the short time I'd come to know him--the way of kissing and lovemaking and so much more.

Oh God, I love this man. God, how I love him. And I wondered deeply if he loved me back.

A whimper escaped my mouth, which was followed by delightful groaning.

"Oh... Oh..." I whispered softly between kisses. "James... Oh, James..."

I was so wet by now, so turned on that my core was burning so badly for him. I felt if I didn't get to be ravished by him, I'd surely die.

I buried my face against the crook of his neck as James continued to lovingly torture me, his finger furiously stroking and thrusting into me, readying me for him. I knew he must be so hard by now, too, ready to take me, ready to pound into me and drive me crazy.

Oh God, I needed him... I needed James now!

"James," I begged, staring up at him, beseeching him to fuck me, imploring him to please release me from this wonderful agony and let me reach the light where that exquisite sexual gratification existed.

He smiled, pleased with my unrestrained reaction.

Thus, he got to his knees, scooped me into his arms, and then lifted me out of the tub. I thought he'd take me back into the bedroom where he'd have his way with me. I, however, was wrong.

Chapter 30

Mia

We didn't leave the bathroom. At the basin, he put me down and made me stand facing the mirror. That was when it clicked. Suddenly, I became even more excited. James was g

oing to take me here in the bathroom in a standing position, with us facing the mirror.

My body trembled a little at the thrilling prospect.

"You're already getting turned on at the thought of watching yourself," he stated darkly, which was followed by a low chuckle of amusement.

I licked my lips, annoyed he should see right through me. Of course, I didn't respond to his provocation, as I was too afraid I'd reveal just how much he could affect me. Yes, the thought of seeing him doing me was indeed enticing and a total turn-on, but I wasn't going to let him know that.

I stared up at him haughtily and said, "You overestimate yourself, Mr. Maxwell." I cocked my head to one side. "What girl wants to see herself being fucked by a man such as you?"

That got him laughing. The sound rose beautifully from deep within his throat. Oh God! James Maxwell was laughing at my comeback. He was thoroughly amused, and it was affecting me in the most delightful way.

When he stopped, he leaned his face toward me until our noses were nearly touching.

"Hmm. We'll see if I can change that girl's mind." With that blunt declaration, he abruptly kissed me, his lips hot and demanding. He was rough, ruthless, and amazingly wonderful. So much so that when he terminated and pulled away, I was disappointed.

James then started stripping himself as I mindlessly watched him. During the whole process, I could only stare in amazement, and once he was done and stood there totally naked before my eyes, I was awed.

Surely, he was the most beautiful specimen of a man I had ever seen. I glanced down and instantly felt my body flare with more heat the moment I saw his arousal.

I licked my lips in anticipation. James caught my hand and guided me to the awakened beast. Suddenly, I held my breath. Oh God! He was going to let me touch him. It'd be my very first time touching him fully, and I was intrigued. If he were to make me do this when we'd first met, I would have bolted at the very idea. I hadn't been ready back then, but now... Now I was used to James. Now I was ready for him.

With his hand firm on mine, he guided me to his erect cock. Once close, I hesitated for just a moment before allowing him to continue his chaperone, making my hand touch and wrap around the large organ.