The Billionaire Falls (Billionaire Bachelors 3)

She’d spent the time to make herself into his fantasy come true; the least he could do was show his appreciation, by fully pleasuring her.

“You are so damn sexy,” he managed to get past his parched throat.

She smiled shyly at him. “You like the outfit? The girls insisted I get it,” she said a bit self-consciously.

“Like is not even a strong enough word,” he gasped. He stood up to walk the few feet over to her and she could see his obvious pleasure with the outfit. He was completely naked and his engorged arousal was all the evidence she needed.

Emily gained more confidence and pushed him back down to the bed, so he was sitting on the edge. She stood between his thighs and slowly brought her lips down to his. He reached up to pull her down to him and she shook her head. “No touching,” she whispered in his ear and then licked the lobe.

Mark shuddered as her warm breath caressed the sensitive spot. He obediently placed his hands on the bed beside him, although it about killed him. He really liked this game she was playing and was determined to let her carry it out.

She licked the side of his neck and then nipped at his pounding pulse point. She soothed the area with her lips and then made her way up the side of his rugged cheek, until she finally placed her lips back against his. She brushed her tongue across his bottom lip and he obediently opened his mouth, allowing her access. Her tongue tangled with his, as her hands stroked his arms and chest. She rubbed her womanhood against his pulsing erection and he about jumped off the bed. He started to reach for her again and she pulled back and shook her head.

Mark moaned out loud as he obeyed her again. “You are killing me Emily,” he whispered, as another wave of pleasure washed through him. She smiled seductively at him and then slowly pushed him back on the bed. His legs were still hanging over the side and she bent over him, to kiss her way down his throat.

She continued kissing her way across his muscled chest and flicked her tongue over his nipples. He jumped as she nipped the sensitive flesh and then soothed it out with her tongue. When she lowered her head to continue her path down his stomach, he groaned out loud. He couldn’t take much more. He was going to end this seduction, without even being inside her.

When her hand enclosed his ridged staff and rubbed at the sensitive head he cried out. “Emily, please,” he croaked.

“Please what?” she said breathlessly. She was so turned on by seeing his reaction she wasn’t going to be able to hold off much longer herself.

“I can’t take much more before this ends far too soon,” he cried out.

She smiled at him and then took him into her mouth. The sight of her red lips surrounding his engorged erection made him shake. He could feel himself start to lose it. He tried to reach for her again but she shook her head, causing her mouth to rotate on him. He wasn’t going to make it.

Her hand gripped the base of him tightly and her mouth took him deeply inside her. He was a goner. She pulled up and dipped down again and he cried out as the orgasm rocked through him. She kept stroking his erection drawing out the pleasure. When she finally pulled back and licked the still sensitive head, his entire body shook.

“Baby, I’m sorry. That wasn’t supposed to happen,” he said, as she crawled up to him. She just smiled and started stroking him from head to toe.

“Yes it was,” she said, with a devilish light to her eyes.

“You’ll be my death,” he groaned, before flipping her onto her back. “Give me a few minutes to torture you and you’ll be singing a different tune,” he said, as his tongue stared doing magical things to her neck.

He kissed his way down to her barely covered breasts. His hands kneaded the ample mounds and then he bent his head to suck the peaks through the thin material of her lingerie. She gasped out at the sensation. He finally tore the delicate fabric away and sucked the peak into his mouth. His tongue danced around the pink nipple, which made her back arch off the bed.

As he took turns sucking on each nipple, while rubbing the other one, he was shocked to find his satisfied body start to respond again. He was growing hard in anticipation of plunging inside her. He couldn’t seem to get enough.

He moved his lips down her body, until he reached her belly button. His tongue swirled in and around it, while his hands stroked lower still. He pulled her legs apart and then buried his head between her moistened thighs.

The first stroke of his tongue on her sensitized nub brought her off the bed. He ran his tongue all over her, kissing her soft pink folds intimately. He was ready to take her in a matter of seconds.

He dipped his fingers inside her, feeling her wet heat surround him. She gyrated her hips to take him in deeper. He started pumping his fingers faster in and out, as his tongue swirled around the hardened nub. “Mark,” she yelled out as her body started to convulse around him. He slowed his hands and tongue and then nipped the inside of her thigh.

She completely collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. He slowly kissed his way back up her stomach. He stopped at her breasts and gently ran his tongue over the peaks, before continuing up to her neck.

He nestled himself inside her thighs and slowly sank himself deep within her. She gasped, as she felt his engorged staff fill her up. He could see the surprise in her eyes that he was ready for her again so soon.

He started moving slowly in and out of her, pleasuring them both. They could now take their time and draw out the pleasure. She started groaning and he captured her lips once again, as he continued the slow, deep strokes inside her heat.

She wrapped her legs around him so he could delve even deeper inside her. Their breaths both started coming out in short pants, as his speed started to pick up. The feel of his chest rubbing against her sensitive nipples was causing her pressure to build back up.

The feel of him inside of her, touching her everywhere, was taking her back over the edge. She raised her hips up to meet him, loving the pounding of their hips meeting in the oldest dance of all time.

Her nails raked down his back as he kept kissing her, mimicking the motion of their bodies. He finally gripped her hips to increase the speed of his pumping. He was pushing so fast and hard she knew her body would pay the next day but at that moment she just wanted more.

“Harder,” she gasped as he pushed into her. He groaned out loud and then obeyed her. He thrust into her a few more times, when her body started shaking with her release. She gripped him tightly as the spasms overtook her.

He cried out her name as he shot his release deep inside her, with her body clenching around him. He kept them tightly connected as he tried to get his breathing under control.

He finally managed to roll over onto his side, taking her with him. He rubbed her back for a while, kissing her gently. He took in her swollen lips and looked down to see her reddened hips, where his fingers had gripped her.

“Emily, I’m sorry. That was too rough,” he apologized to her.

She looked up at him with an awestruck expression. “Are you kidding me? That was amazing. You are amazing. I’ve never in my life had such amazing sex. I know I keep saying amazing but there’s just no other word for it,” she said on a purr.

She kissed him deeply so he could really understand how great she was feeling. “Thank you, Mark, for showing me how a woman is supposed to be loved,” she said, meaning every word.

Mark visibly relaxed. He could tell she truly meant it. “If you give me about a week I can show you again,” Mark said.

“I don’t think I can possibly wait a week,” she told him, as she brought her hand down his body and rubbed him.

“Woman you are trying to kill me,” he said to her as he kissed her again. They spent the next several hours kissing, touching and laughing. No one emerged until very late the next afternoon.

Chapter Seven

“Mark, I found a lot of pictures of Emily in Chris’s belongings. I’m going to do a search on him and see what I can find out. Keep an eye on the guy, I should have everything back within a couple of hours,” Chad said.

“I will,” Mark replied, deciding Chris would be working with him that day.

Mark walked out to the barn and found Bob with Chris and some of the other guys. “Hey Bob I’m going to steal Chris from you. I need some help with the South pasture,” Mark said.

“No problem, boss.”

Chris followed Mark out to the field and that’s where Chad found them a couple hours later. “Hey boss can we go inside, I have some stuff to show you? Chris can come along,” Chad said, nonchalantly.

Mark knew Chad had found the answers he was looking for from the look he gave him. He was just trying to get Chris away from any other people at that point. Luckily Chris didn’t seem to realize anything was up.

Chad was a smart enough man to have gotten the rest of the family away from the house while they got it all settled. They stepped into the den and a couple of police officers were there waiting for them.

“What’s going on?” Chris asked, with some suspicion.

“That’s what we want to ask you,” Mark said with venom.

On the table were the pictures Chad had found and the paper with Chris’s history on it. The man narrowed his eyes to dangerous slits and glared at Chad. Chad smiled at him with an expression that seemed to say ‘bring it on buddy.’

“What the hell is this? It’s okay to go through people’s stuff now?” Chris yelled.

“What are you doing with all these pictures of Emily?” Mark asked in a deadly calm voice. He was in no way calm but he wouldn’t let that show to the disgusting man.

“I can have pictures of whoever I like,” the man sneered.

Chad pulled out pictures of the other girls he’d found. “These don’t look like women to me,” Chad snapped, barely maintaining control of his temper. He’d found not only pictures of Emily but also indecently exposed pictures of young women taken through windows, without their knowledge.

Chris’s face paled as he saw those pictures. Chad must have found them in some secret hideaway the man thought was safe. He looked nervously over at the police officers.

“Once I found out you were a convicted felon and on parole I decided to look around a little deeper,” Chad said. “I found your stash of photos below a loose floorboard. I think these would be a breach of your parole.”

“You can’t prove those are mine,” Chris sneered. “They could be any of the guys,” he yelled, with barely controlled fury.

“Actually we can prove they’re yours, as we also found the camera that took them,” Chad countered.

“I can’t believe you were able to fool me,” Mark said. “I can’t believe I let you near my family.”

“I guess you’re not so smart, you rich piece of crap,” Chris sneered.

“Officer I would like to press charges for this man stalking my wife. All the evidence has been saved and is in the other room,” Mark said. He was done having a conversation with the piece of scum.

The officer walked up to Chris and started reading him his rights. “What the hell are you talking about? I haven’t been stalking her, I only took a few pictures,” Chris said, cutting the officers off.