His Dirty Demands (Dirty Billionaires 1)

“Scrambled eggs and toast and coffee is fine.”

Claudine looks to Cesare. Setting me down at the dining table Cesare takes my hand as he sits down beside me. “Sweetheart, the doctor said no caffeine. How about some hot chocolate?”

No coffee? Cesare squeezes my hand. I remember the doctor from yesterday. Between his strict orders and Cesare’s concern it’s futile to argue. “Fine. Hot chocolate sounds good. Can I have marshmallows?”

After breakfast, Cesare wants to take me back to bed. I refuse. I want to go sit in his office with him. I’ve slept like twenty hours over the last twenty-four hours. I refuse to admit I’m dying to go back to bed.

Nodding, Cesare carries me into his office. He sets me down on the couch. I’m covered in the fleece soft throw I keep in here for when I read while he works before I even my mouth to ask for it. “Want me to get your tablet?”

“Yes, please.”

Cesare is gone then back in minutes. He hands me the tablet then presses a kiss to the edge of my mouth. For a while all I do is watch him, no story is as interesting as Cesare. Gradually though it’s harder to keep my eyes open. Before I know it I’m asleep again.

I wake up to Cesare speaking Italian, the words flow over me. I’m smiling as I open my eyes. I find his eyes on me. It reminds me of our trip to Italy last month, we had spent a week in Florence our days slow as we roamed the streets hand in hand. I begged Cesare to teach me Italian, I’m not sure I’ll ever have the same fluency as he does but I loved the phrases he taught me and his rewards for when I got things right. On the plane home he apologized, confessing he wanted us to go on vacation again after our Venice trip sooner only work got crazy and he wanted our time to be devoted to us, not him concerned with work. He asked me where I would like to go next time. I thought for a moment, in Italy? His laughter made all my bones melt at the change in him. No, anywhere in the world I wanted to go. He told me to think it over and let him know.

I love this man with my whole heart and soul. He was laying the world at my feet, anywhere I wanted to go all I had to do was say it. As much as the words meant to me, knowing he was willing forsake work for me at the time I fought not to scream with happiness as I punched the air. Silly man, I didn’t want the world, I just want him.

***

Cesare

As they over the last few hours, my eyes are drawn to Alicia. I watch as she smiles in her sleep. Then her eyes open to mine. Her eyes are glittering gold, I tell Dante I have to go. Before he can reply I hang up. All thought of work is forgotten. I’m drawn to her as I always am when she’s close by. Picking her up I settle her onto my lap before taking her place on the sofa. Her happy little sigh as she cuddles into my neck soothes the disquiet in me at how she still doesn’t seem quite as well as she keeps insisting she is. She didn’t eat all her eggs, and she left toast behind for breakfast. The idea of coaxing her to eat more was stamped down only be the memory of Doctor Weber’s lecture, and her clear need for coddling. Which I’m more than willing to indulge.

Hell, I want to wrap her up and take her away from everything that could ever hurt her. Seeing Alicia in pain, tears flooding her eyes, hearing her moan, feeling the scary heat of the fever inside her sent my whole world crashing to a halt. Nothing else mattered until I could make it right, until she was better again.

I only have a vague memory of going into Doctor Weber’s office and telling him he needed to look at Alicia. Seconds after she sent her text I was already emailing Dante and Hannah I was leaving. I was in the elevator when I called her. The car was already on the way to Doctor Weber’s office when I asked Claudine to check on her. When Claudine called back to let me know Alicia definitely needed a doctor I was already getting out of the car outside the large medical building. I wanted Weber, but I was ready to take any doctor who was willing to come with me.

“I’m sorry I’m being clingy today.” The words sound small against my neck.

“There is nothing I would rather do than hold you in my arms. Today or any other day.”

A soft kiss is pressed against my skin. I can’t fight the shiver it causes in me. I’m dying from wanting to be inside her. Holding her while not being able to make love to her like I want to is torture. She has no idea how badly I wanted to take her up on her begging only Doctor Weber was adamant no sex until twenty-four hours after her fever had broken. He didn’t give the reasoning behind it, I don’t care about the why. I’ll do anything he says if it means protecting Alicia.

Golden amber eyes are watching me as I come out of the bathroom. The witch has taken off all her clothes. Fuck. After six months her beauty still stuns me, still makes my cock ache, still fills me with awe that she is mine. I cannot deny her a second longer.

Her mouth is greedy as what was supposed to be a quick kiss spins out of control. Sweet, like cotton candy nothing tastes better than she does. Little whimpers echo around me as she rubs against me. Her nipples tight with desire burn into me. Raising my head, I study her. Her eyes are bright, cheeks pink with color, lips swollen, she’s more than ready.

Cupping a sweet breast, I run my thumb over a tight nipple. Round, lush, proud her breasts and sensitive nipples are an unending source of pleasure, for the both of us. The scent of her pussy, soaking wet and ready teases me. I run a finger over her slick lower lips then coat her pouting nipple in her juice. My sweet treat prepared I suck deep making sure to clean her completely. Oh yes, last time I did this she begged me in embarrassment to stop. Now she’s begging for me not to stop. No chance of that. Another coating of sweet juice has me feasting on her other breast again and again until she’s dripping down to her beautiful ass. Deeper I suck, harder, at the same time I slide two fingers into her ass.

A gasp is followed by her begging for me to fuck her ass. Not tonight, it’s been more than a week, so I will soon but not tonight. This time I let my teeth graze her nipple before gentle tugging at her with my teeth. Yeah, she likes that. After the first night when I left bruises on her I did my best to be gentle yet over the last few weeks she pushed me, begged me for rougher, harder. I’m still careful but gradually I’ve answered her every plea and damn she is so completely every fantasy a man could have. Her hands are in my hair now, begging for my cock.

Not yet, sweetheart, I need to taste her. I swear on my life I don’t know that I have ever seen a pussy so damn pretty. If she ever knew I kept a picture of her pussy on my phone, she would probably kill me but the picture of her got me through the day, I’m never sharing it with her.

She’s already bucking her hips up to my mouth. Sucking deep on her outer lips my tongue teases her, lightly fucking her, running fast over her swollen clit. So good, so fucking good, she’s sugar sweet and all mine. The intent was to tease her, tasting her juice then bring her to orgasm for her delicious come but fuck me two days feel like twenty. I’m starving for her, absolutely fucking ravenous. She’s coming with a little shout, her body shaking beneath me but I’m not done. Not yet, more baby, give me more.

She’s crying, pleading, her hands tugging hard on my hair but I can’t. I need more of her, I need all of her. Yes, she’s coming again this time with a scream of my name from the depths of her soul she’s giving everything to me, all of her is mine. With a last press of my lips to her mound I taste my way up her body.

I slide my cock along her slick lower lips once, twice, wondering if she needs more time. The noise that comes from Alicia’s throat can only be described as a growl, before she yanks me down to her. Damn, I kiss her with her juices still coating my mouth then I push into her. Tight, so fucking tight. I’m deep inside her, home right where I belong. Her pussy is conforming to my cock, clinging to me, tightening around me in time with the beat of my heart.

My woman, my home, my fucking heart. I move needing to give her everything inside me the way she is begging me to. Christ, when she begs for my come she flips my switch every damn time. Already her body is milking me, gripping me tight from inside. Deeper, harder, faster, I’m answering her every plea and trying not to come before her. Just when I think I won’t last another second Alicia’s cries out as her pussy spasms around me and she comes with a cry of my name. Thank fuck. With a last fierce thrust I come deep inside her marveling at the way she shudders as my come fills her.

When I try to move her legs wrap around me. I know she loves the feel of my cock inside her but I always worry I’m too heavy. “Please, just another minute. Inside me is where you belong.”

Since she’s right, I give in.

24

November