Page 32 of Up for Heir (Westerly Billionaire 2)
“I want you so much it hurts,” he growled as he kissed his way down her neck. Her dress bunched around her waist, and her feet, still in the heels she’d worn, dangled several inches off the floor.
Frantic to feel him, Hailey slid his jacket off, pulled his shirt from his trousers, and began to feverishly unbutton it. He moved his attentive mouth to one of her breasts, and her hands went to the table behind her to brace herself as she arched, heat searing through her.
As young lovers, they had been novices in the art of lovemaking; Spencer had obviously learned some new tricks. He teased her nipples, one then the other, with his tongue and teeth. He warmed them with his hot breath before starting again. Each pause made Hailey anticipate the next touch more.
His hands adored her, caressing her long legs, her arms, every inch of her.
She was already writhing, already wet and ready for him when he parted her labia with his fingers. He kissed his way back to her mouth as his fingers worked their magic on her clit. She wanted to hold him, caress him, bring him the kind of pleasure he was bringing her, but she was positioned for him to helplessly devour.
He thrust a finger inside her, then another, while his tongue claimed hers. He pumped slowly with his thumb, leisurely circling her clit each time. Heat built up within her, and she spread her legs wider for him, moaning her pleasure into his mouth.
He withdrew his fingers, and she watched him undoing his belt and trousers. She shivered with need at the sound of a condom wrapper ripping open. In a heartbeat he was kissing her again, cupping her ass with his hands and lifting her slightly off the table.
His first thrust was deep and sure. Hailey threw back her head and exclaimed, “Yes. Oh, God, yes.”
He withdrew, then drove into her again with the same power. She came as soon as his pace increased, clenching around his big cock and crying out his name. He didn’t break stride, continuing to pound into her. His strong hands gripped her ass, holding her in place even as she returned from heaven.
He stepped back, bringing her forward off the table and wrapping her legs around his waist. Hailey gripped his shoulders for support as he kissed her deeply while moving his cock slowly in and out of her. The way he filled her was divine, and she buried her hands in his hair as they kissed with the passion of lovers reunited.
He lowered her feet to the floor and withdrew. Lost to mindless need, she moved against him, begging him wordlessly not to end it too soon.
“Turn around,” he said as he spun her.
She turned eagerly, relieved it wasn’t over, and placed her hands on the edge of the table. Her high heels lifted her ass for him. One of his hands went to her hip. His other caressed the exposed length of her back, over the curve of her ass, down one of her legs, before taking hold of her other hip.
She closed her eyes with molten hunger as he teased her with just the tip. She moved back against him, needing more. When he plunged into her, she cried, “Oh yes. Oh yes.”
His hand snaked up her back and fisted around her hair, pulling her head slightly back. “Open your eyes,” he commanded.
She did, willing to do whatever he asked as long as he didn’t stop. He was rough without hurting. Forceful without forcing. Nothing he demanded was more than she wanted to give.
“Retract table. Run free fall,” he said, and the beach beneath Hailey’s feet morphed to an aerial view of Earth. A strong wind rushed upward as the clouds flew by. It was enough to convince Hailey’s body that it was falling, and adrenaline rushed through her as Spencer continued to take her from behind. Deeper and deeper he plunged as she gave herself over to the experience. Hot desire mixed with a whisper of fear, taking Hailey to a whole new level of euphoria.
“You’re fucking incredible,” he said as he increased his speed.
She was beyond words. Overwhelmed by him and the simulator, she came with an uninhibited, animalistic cry of release. He thrust into her with an answering growl, climaxing together as the program reset to the peaceful beach.
She sagged forward, bracing herself with her hands on her knees. He withdrew and turned her, pulling her to his bare chest. She snuggled against him even as she playfully reprimanded him. “You’re lucky I’m not afraid of heights.”
He kissed her tenderly before answering, “I knew you wouldn’t be, but I’ll admit I wasn’t thinking clearly.” He removed his condom and tied it off, then staggered, readjusting his pants. “Next time I’ll at least get us out of our clothes.”
Hailey glanced at the dress that was still around her waist and his still-unzipped trousers. “Nah,” she said playfully. It wasn’t the first time they’d had half-dressed sex, and she hoped it wouldn’t be the last.
He cupped one of her breasts, gently circling her nipple with his thumb. “This wasn’t as good as it was back then—it was better.”
She half closed her eyes in pleasure. “Wait till I show you what I’ve learned.”
His thumb paused, and he pulled her tight against him. “I don’t like imagining you with another man.”
“At least they’re not all on my Instagram feed,” she countered sassily. The years they’d been apart couldn’t be wished away. How they dealt with them was just another part they would have to figure out.
“Touché,” he said and kissed her again. A slow, lusty smile spread across his face. “Come back to my place, and I’ll see if you learned as much as you think you did.”
“What time is it?” She stepped back, pulled the hem of her dress down, and bent to retrieve her bra from the floor of the simulator.
He picked up his jacket and took out his phone. Hailey paused to watch the rippling muscles of his back as he did. There was humor in his eyes when they met hers, as if he knew exactly what watching him was doing to her. He glanced down at his phone and swore. “Time for you to get back unless you want to call your babysitter and ask her to stay over.”
“I can’t,” she said as she fastened her bra and pulled the top of her dress back into place. She turned her back to him as she’d done many times before. “Zip, please.”
He did, then retrieved her panties from the floor and held them out to her. “You don’t want to leave these here.” She stepped into them as he finished zipping himself.
“You might want to get that as well.” She nodded toward the condom he’d dropped to the floor.
He opened the door of the simulator and disposed of it in the trash near his secretary’s desk. Before walking away, he frowned, took a blank piece of paper off her desk, crumpled it up, and tossed it in the trash on top of the condom.
When their eyes met, Hailey felt like they truly were back in college disposing of the evidence of their wild encounters. “Do you remember when Ralph went on vacation and left you the keys to the restaurant?”
He laughed. “How could I forget? It really was our booth after that week.”
She laughed along with him. “It sure was. I couldn’t look him in the eye for weeks.”
Spencer closed the simulator door and put an arm around Hailey as they walked through the office toward the elevator. “I couldn’t sit there without a hard-on for about as long.”
They both glanced back at the simulator at the same time, then met each other’s eyes again, and the air sizzled with sexual energy. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Hailey asked.
The flush that spread up his neck hinted he might be. “It wouldn’t take me long to write that program. All we would need is enough footage of the booth.” He shook his head and chuckled. “Now I want a private simulator. How am I going to explain that to Jordan?”
They walked toward the elevator together. “It was just a thought.”
“A fucking amazing thought,” he said before pulling her into the elevator and kissing her deeply as the doors closed. They hit the ground all too soon.
Conversation was comfortable and easy as they left the building and climbed into his car. They had just pulled into traffic when he glanced at her quickly and asked, “
Any regrets?”
“About tonight?” she asked.
“About any of this.”
“No, but I need—” Time to think. This is what I want, but is it what’s best for Skye? Is it selfish to even consider something like this when she’s finally doing better? I need to take the job at SmartKart. It’ll free me to tell him everything. If I do it right, Delinda will see she doesn’t have to pay for companions. We’ll stay in the guesthouse, and Skye and I won’t lose either one of them.
Spencer placed a hand on one of her thighs. “What do you need?”
“Patience,” she said automatically. “We need to move forward slowly.”
“Because of Skye,” he said, rather than asked.
“She’s a big part of it.” She turned his hand over and linked her fingers with his. “I’ll introduce you, but not yet.”
“In case we don’t make it.”
Hailey’s heart clenched in her chest. She didn’t want to lie to him. “She’s lost so much. I won’t be the reason for more loss in her life, not if I can help it.” She stared down at their linked hands for a few moments before saying, “I’ve decided to take the job with SmartKart.”
“Fantastic. It sounds like a good move for you.”
“I hope so. I have to admit I’m a little nervous about telling my present employer, but mostly because she has been so good to us.”
“You’re doing it because it’s what’s best for you and your family. She’ll have to understand that.”
“I think she will.”
Before long they pulled up beside Hailey’s parked car. Spencer undid his seat belt and leaned toward Hailey. She met the kiss halfway. The passion that flared between them was intense and instant. He raised his head, his breath as ragged as hers. “Tonight shouldn’t end this way. You should fall asleep in my arms.”
She traced the line of his strong jaw. “We’ll get there.” I hope.
His eyes darkened. “You are incredible.” He kissed her briefly.
