The Billionaire's Valentine Vixen

Her scent makes me dizzy. My cock is in painful distress knowing she’s naked and my bed is just a few steps away. There’s no logic at work here. It’s instinct.

I want her in my bed, sure, but I want so much more. I want those fairytale eyes of hers looking into mine every damn day from now on. I want to lock her away here in this cold palace so she’ll never leave, turning it warm, knowing I can use every moment from now on to know her past, her dreams, her fears, her hopes…all of it.

I’ve been territorial in my life before about business and money but never about a person. Well, until Linnie, but this is different.

Soon enough I’ll know her every want and desire and I’ll fulfill them for her then start over and do it all again. I’ll plant my cock so deep inside her, her body will never forget and her heart will never beat the same way again.

“This feels like a dream. Or a hallucination.” She releases a long breath as I pull away from her addictive lips. “Unreal, like I’m going to wake up any second…”

The memory of touching her while she slept sweeps through me in a dark wave.

“Who is to say what is dream and what is reality?”

I run the pad of my thumb down her cheek as I feel the wet heat of her cunt through my pant leg and my mouth is watering, knowing her taste will be my undoing.

Seeing her luscious body bare before me, one thing is for sure. She will continue to wear those oversized, tomboy clothes out in public unless she is on my arm. I’ll lose my mind with her out of my sight, knowing just what perfection lies beneath the layers of fabric.

“So, did you find what you were looking for?” I pinch her chin in my fingers, forcing her eyes to mine then glancing around my bedroom at the chaos.

Her cheeks bloom into deep pink as she lowers her weight to rest on my leg and shrugs.

“Not sure what I was looking for.”

“Anything surprising?”

She nods. “Yeah, a little.”

“What?”

Another shrug but her eyes are strong and unflinching as she answers. “Guess I figured I’d find a case of condoms, dirty magazines, girls’ names and numbers scrawled onto bar napkins and business cards from strip clubs, some panties maybe. I don’t know, something nefarious.”

“Sorry to disappoint. You always sleep naked in strangers’ beds when you babysit?”

“No!” She shakes her head. “I mean, I fell asleep, yes, but I didn’t mean to fall asleep in your bed. Naked. At least, it wasn’t premeditated. And I had the monitor set to the loudest setting on my phone. If Linnie woke up, I would know.”

“What else did you do in my bedroom besides look through my things…shower in my shower…any other juicy confessions?” I press my leg upward into the wet heat soaking my thigh.

“I don’t think so.” Her voice hints at the secret I sensed on my pillow but I have my own secrets.

Her youth and innocence stare at me through trusting eyes but there’s an edge to her that tells me her life hasn’t been without its hard turns and drop-offs, and as much as I want to know it all, I want to kiss her again more than I want to take another breath.

The hot pulse of heat on my leg pushes me over the edge. I reach down and lift her by the ass, mounting her against my erection as I crush my lips to hers and take her mouth again, amazed that she tastes even better this time.

If it gets better with every kiss, I’m not sure I’ll survive.

She grinds her open sex against me as our kiss shatters into moans and grunts. Her eagerness is matched with a tension as her body stiffens and we break away in huffs and gasps, my eyes laser focused on her blushed face.

“You’re a good kisser.” I dangle the compliment, even though a rage builds inside of me, wondering whose lips have touched hers before me.

“That’s good. I’m not embarrassed to admit, I’ve never really kissed-kissed before…never like this.”

A pride washes through me, swelling my chest, sure if she’s never kissed anyone before like this, then she’s most likely never done other things.

Thank fuck. It’s a cherry on top of the gift of a girl I never saw coming.

My fingers dig into her ass as I take another kiss, and this time it’s my teeth that tug on her bottom lip, listening to her wince, and my dick jerks at the damp heat.

As much as I want to fuck her into tomorrow, I want to savor this. I want to know her and I also want her to know this is more than primal rutting. I’m not looking for a quick release then letting her take the walk of shame down the stupid curved staircase while I sit back in my silk robe smoking a cigar.