Impulse (Billionaire Secrets 5)

She was giggling when she raced into the bedroom.

He took his time following behind her, enjoying the view of her backside as her hips swayed. The airy sound of her laughter filled the apartment. The apartment that had gone unoccupied for years. Other than taking Heather on a tour of the building and having a photographer snap photos of the building, he couldn’t remember the other times he had set foot in here. As she slipped off her shoes and climbed onto the king-sized bed, he knew that he would definitely remember this apartment visit.

“What do you think of the bedroom?” he asked, watching her lounge on the bed, her gorgeous long legs mesmerizing him. He was instantly hard as he imagined her legs wrapping around him.

“I’ll know what I think after we’ve tried out the bed,” she answered, her voice husky with the same hot desire burning her hazel eyes into gold. Eyes that were holding his in place as she slowly licked her full pink lips. The same shade of pink as the décor in the apartment. The same shade as the rose she was holding in her hand.

She might have been his high school wallflower, but behind closed doors Heather’s layers stripped away to reveal the wanton, shameless woman underneath. That contrast of her prim exterior and uninhibited interior always drove him wild. The fact that she trusted him enough to show him this side of her was something he would never take for granted. He would always be grateful that when she was with him she didn’t hold anything back. Simon vowed to do the same. To always give all of himself when they were like this.

Which was why, without needing any prompting from her, he started to get out of his clothes, stripping it all away until he was standing naked at the foot of the bed.

Her eyes widened as they roamed down his body, stopping at his erection. She sucked in a deep breath, her body quivering in response.

He allowed himself a grin. “Ready?”

She chewed on her bottom lip, her teeth scraping across the pink flesh. “Yes, I’m ready. Now come here.”

Simon’s grin widened. It occurred to him that she was as bossy in the bedroom as she was at work. That was probably how she’d managed to get him to work with the press when nobody else had been able to do it. He’d go over to her in due time. Right now, he wasn’t going to make things that easy for her. “Strip first,” he ordered. “Then I’ll come over.”

A gasp escaped her mouth as her eyes widened in shock. Slowly, her lips twisted up into a mischievous smile that almost knocked him sideways. Damn, she always knew how to get his pulse racing. Today had been brutal, and yet here they were together, still ready to bare themselves to each other even during the worst possible crisis.

Her hands went to the top button of her blouse, and with nimble fingers she undid it, revealing a hint of her pale skin beneath. He watched in rapt attention as she unbuttoned each button until she finally took off her blouse. Her skirt was next.

For a second he thought she was going to torture him by taking her sweet time to get out of her underwear, but her red bra and panties seemed to melt away. Before he could even blink she was lying on her side, holding the rose in one hand, a condom in the other. As his gaze trailed up and down her body, he took in the spectacular rise and fall of her curves.

“Are you ready?” Her voice was a dangerous purr. A challenge he had every intention of meeting.

He got into bed with her, letting his hand lazily trail up and down her hip, enjoying the sensation of her soft skin. Gently, he gave her thigh as squeeze. “Do you want to lie down on your back for me?”

Another mischievous smile. She did as he told her, rolling over to lie down on her back, lift her knees, and spread her legs provocatively.

His lungs tightened as he inhaled at the sight of her bare flesh. Bare and glistening just for him. He paused.

Heather stared up at him expectantly. “Aren’t you ready for me?”

“Always.” He took the rose from her hand and held the petals against her cheek. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Heather.”

She smiled again. Only this smile wasn’t full of mischief. He saw the light of her smile reach her eyes and he knew what it was like to have someone look at him with love in their eyes. Looking at her now he knew that nobody in his life had ever, or would ever love him the way she did. Heather had accepted him. Understood him. And yet, she still always pushed him to be better. He knew in his heart that every moment he spent with her made him a better and better man.

When she looked up at him like this he didn’t feel the burden of the world. Or the weight of a past filled with regret.

“I love you,” she breathed, her marvelous breasts rising and falling as she spoke.

He let the rose trail down her slender neck, then down one of her breasts until he stopped at a hardened nipple. As he let the softness of the rose tease her flesh her skin went from pale to flushed, turning her skin the same color as the rose.

Her breath hitched when he dragged the rose down across her smooth stomach, until he stopped right at the flesh between her legs. A low moan sounded in her throat.

Realizing that he had tormented her long enough he took the condom from her hand, tore it open, and put it on. When he positioned himself between her legs, she looked up at him with so much love in her gaze he had to pause and take it in. Before Heather had come back into his life he didn’t have anyone. No friends, no partner, no family.

Now he had her. The most amazing woman he had ever known. Had her and ached to be inside her. To show her what she meant to him, because sometimes words weren’t enough.

She lifted her head to kiss him, her soft lips parting as they shared a passionate kiss. With her mouth still on his she wrapped her long, shapely legs around his waist, and guided him into her tight, wet heat. Another moan escaped her throat and she broke the kiss to catch her breath.

The pleasure was immediate. Almost blinding. She trembled beneath him as he rocked into her, pushing himself deeper and deeper into her. Into the woman he loved.

“I love you,” she breathed out as she lifted her hips to meet his.

He answered her with another kiss, pressing his lips to hers as he stroked powerfully into her. She tightened around him, the slick wetness of her feeling so good he was on the verge of losing control.