Page 29 of Untamed Billionaire
An eyebrow lifted and he tilted his head . “I just thought that you might want to relax before I ‘do it’ so that the next part doesn’t hurt as much.”
Chloe tried to pull her hands free, but he didn’t release them from his grip. She wanted to hold onto the covers, but that was obviously out of the question.
“I’d really rather that was just…get on with it. I’m okay.”
Once again, she braced herself. But he didn’t move.
Instead, he rolled over, pulling her on top of him. “What are you…?”
“You’re in control, Chloe,” he told her, his hands gripping her waist now. “I’m not going to hurt you because you are going to do whatever makes you feel good.”
She looked down at him, her hair flying out of control, blocking her view. She flipped the dark tresses out of her way, and glared at him with her hands braced on his chest. “I don’t want to be in control. I’ve had my fun. Thank you very much for that, by the way.”
He laughed! The man actually laughed at her! Chloe was so offended, she shifted, sliding off of him. She wasn’t going to be humiliated. Not during sex! It was humiliating enough without her partner laughing at her!
“Chloe, wait,” he urged, then grabbed her and pulled her back. She found herself underneath him again and she didn’t like it. Not one little bit.
“Sorry, love. I just thought that perhaps you’d had bad experiences in the past and might prefer to be on top where you won’t feel so…invaded during intercourse.”
Some of the stiffness flowed out of her and she tried to hide the blush. Thankfully, the lights were low and maybe he didn’t notice. “Look, this wasn’t ever part of our agreement. But what you did before was…nice. I enjoyed that part.” She took a deep breath, unaware of her fingernails biting into his shoulders where she gripped him. “However, I wasn’t ever very good at this part of the process. So if you could just…get it over with, then I can…well, we can…whatever.”
Marco’s response was a softening of his hard features. “You’ve had a miserable experience with sex in the past, haven’t you?”
“Yes. It was fine at first, but…well, the whole process isn’t very pleasant.”
He lowered his head, kissing her lightly. “How about if we change that tonight?” he offered.
“I don’t know how that is…” she stopped, her mind blanking when his hand cupped her breast again. Yeah, she really loved the way he touched her there. Other men had been all grabby, their fingers pinching her. It hadn’t been pleasant.
But she loved the way Marco touched her. His hand was soft and gentle, teasing her until she ached with that throbbing sensation down lower.
“Do you like this?” he asked, his thumb tracing around the tip.
“Yes,” she sighed, closing her eyes.
“Do you like this?” he asked, then kissed the tip.
“Yes!”
“Will you trust me to make everything feel good?” he continued.
She opened her eyes, looking up at him, not answering him immediately. He merely lifted an eyebrow, waiting for her response.
“Yes,” she finally replied.
He chuckled, then kissed her again as his body moved into position. “Relax,” he urged. “If you don’t like anything I do, just tell me and I’ll stop, okay?”
Chloe didn’t want to do this part. She wanted to just roll over and go to sleep. How many times had her college boyfriend done just that to her?
But this was Marco. She owed him so much. The wedding this afternoon had been beautiful and…she was reducing sex down to a transaction. He gave her the wedding of her dreams so she’d give him sex.
That wasn’t how she wanted her relationship with him to go. “Yes,” she replied, trusting him simply because he’d never done anything to hurt her before. She doubted that he would start now.
“Thank you,” he replied, then kissed her again. When he lifted his mouth, one of his hands took hers where it was laying on the bed, guiding it to his hip. “Hold me here. Tell me what you like or don’t like by pushing my hip, okay?”
She nodded, not sure if she’d do anything, but it felt nice that he was giving her an out.
That’s when he moved, shifting against her inner thighs. When had he moved to that place? How had she not noticed him moving between her legs?
