Page 28 of Untamed Billionaire
“I know that,” she whispered, trying to hide her blush at the though. “But the shopping bags that I stored in your trunk.” Her cheeks turned an even more painful shade of pink. “They…uh…I bought some things for our wedding night.”
“Some things?” he rasped, pulling her closer. His eyes moved over her figure, still clad in her filmy wedding dress. “What kinds of things?”
Her grin widened. “Special things,” she replied back, her voice cracking as she tried to appear casual. She suspected that sex with Marco would be anything but casual!
“My car was driven here earlier today.” He pulled her closer, his arm wrapped around her waist. “But I don’t need anything special tonight. I just need you, Chloe.”
She was charmed by his words, but even more by the look in his eyes. “Okay,” was all she could say at the moment.
He pulled back, leading her into the house. Chloe got a sense of old-world charm and comfortable elegance, but was too focused on Marco to take in any of the details. He led her up the stairs and into a large bedroom with enormous windows, the shutters closed and soft lights shimmering to warm up the space. But her attention was caught on the enormous bed. Truly enormous! It was draped in blue and champagne colors and with long drapes falling from the ceiling, adding a touch of romance.
“This is lovely,” she whispered.
“You’re lovely,” Marco argued, pulling her into his arms.
He kissed her then. And Chloe released the breath she’d been holding as his lips banished all of the worry from her mind. Marco’s kisses never allowed any sort of thoughts to intrude. She clung to him as his mouth worshiped hers, his tongue teasing her lips until she opened for him, the kiss deepening.
For a long time, that’s all he did. Kissing her over and over again until she whimpered with the need for more. Her fingers fluttered against the open dress shirt, his tie and jacket long gone. When her fingers found the buttons of his dress shirt, she fumbled to open them, then sighed as the tips of her fingers finally found the heated skin on his chest.
Marco paused, ripping his shirt off and tossing it aside before coming back and taking her into his arms again.
Chloe felt the hidden zipper on her dress slide lower, the material loosening against her body, then the dress just fell away, pooling at her feet. With a swish of sound, he lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. Chloe clung to him, needing to maintain her fingers against his skin. Now that his shirt was gone, her fingers glided over the muscles, sliding among the crisp, dark hair scattered over the muscles. Marco stilled, his body tense and his breathing becoming faster as she explored. Fascinated, she let her fingers roam higher along his shoulders, then down over his flat, male nipples and even lower to the skin along his abdomen. She loved the line of dark hair that trailed from his chest down over his stomach, only to disappear at the point where his slacks hid the rest of his body.
She fumbled with his belt buckle, but when she couldn’t get the latch undone, he took over the task, stripping off his pants and boxers, tossing them, along with his shoes and socks, out of the way. Completely naked, he stood before her and Chloe shifted onto her knees, needing to see him, to explore every inch of this male that had fascinated her since the moment she’d locked eyes with him.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered. Her hand trailed from his shoulders, down over the same path, but this time, there was nothing to stop her from going even lower, following that trail of dark hair right down to his shaft. There, she hesitated, not sure if she should touch him there. But he took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. His breathing was rough now, his hands showing her how to touch him, what he liked and she was even more fascinated.
“Too much,” he growled and took her hand away. “I’m sorry, Chloe. Later, you can explore more, but right now, I need to touch you!”
He took both of her hands and pressed her back so that she was laying across the bed. He hovered over her, his eyes moving across her breasts, her tiny waist and her legs, pausing at the apex of her thighs before coming back to her legs. “You’re absolutely beautiful!” he said again.
His words warmed her and his gaze made her feel beautiful. She shifted, taking his hand and pulling him down. “I need to know,” she whispered, but she couldn’t finish her sentence because he was kissing her.
Marco slid his body against Chloe’s trying to tamp down on his need to slide into her. She wasn’t ready, he told himself.
He kissed her, nibbling on her lips, her chin, her jawline and moving over to her neck. He found a spot that caused her to giggle and another spot that made her moan. He liked both spots, but moved lower, teasing the softness that was her shoulders, noting that he could see too many bones. Moving lower, one hand cupping a perfect breast, the tip so hard and tight that he couldn’t resist taking the bud into his mouth. The heat caused her back to arch and he held her tight, moving to the other one, then back to the first, enjoying her soft gasps and moans. Damn, he loved those sounds!
Moving lower still, he kissed his way past the ribs and onto her stomach, teasing the skin over her hip bones, then even lower. She had her legs almost crossed, but that wasn’t going to work for him. He wanted all of her, nothing hidden. Shifting his body, he moved between her legs, his shoulders widening her thighs. She gasped, but he knew that the sound was one of embarrassment rather than excitement. So he kissed the inside of her thighs, slowly bringing her back to the soft, excited sounds. When she shifted again, he teased that nub, blowing on the dark curls before teasing her with his tongue. Just a light brush of his tongue against that nub, but it was enough to have her moaning. Oh, this was going to be fun!
With one finger, he teased her opening while his tongue teased that nub, making her whimper, her fingers diving into his hair. She wasn’t hurting him, but those fingers clamped around his hair as if she might try and direct his movements.
Not gonna happen, love, he thought as he teased, increasing the pressure. Before he could slow down, he felt her body shiver as she climaxed. Surprised that it could happen so fast, he helped increase her pleasure by increasing the pressure ever so slightly, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair. The taste of her climax was shockingly delicious and he loved the way her fingers pulled at his scalp. He could gauge everything she was feeling by the pressure of her fingers on his hair, so when her body calmed, so did her grip and he pulled away, moving higher along her body.
“That was…” she sighed, shaking her head. “Amazing!”
He laughed, pulling her closer as he shifted against her hips. “There’s more,” he warned, nuzzling her neck. “So much more.”
Chloe’s eyes widened. “More?” she whispered, reverence and disbelief in her voice. “I don’t think so. That was just too…” she stopped, her words halted as he sheathed himself. She watched, fascinated as he rolled the protection down over his shaft. “I could do that,” she told him, licking her lips.
He chuckled, then took her hands in his, lacing his fingers with hers as he lifted her hands over her head. “I got it all taken care of,” and he moved against her. “Move however feels good, okay?”
Mentally, Chloe pulled back. The first part of this had been extraordinarily nice. But now came the annoying part.
“Fine,” she replied, gritting her teeth as she waited, stiffening her body as she braced for his invasion. Closing her eyes, she tightened her muscles. But when nothing happened, she opened them again, peeking up at him.
Marco was staring down at her, a confused expression on his features.
“Why aren’t you doing it?” she asked.
