Virgin: Undone by the Billionaire: The Innocent's Dark Seduction / Count Maxime's Virgin / Untamed Billionaire, Undressed Virgin. Jennie Lucas
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she weighed nothing at all.
Sitting up in bed, he placed her on his lap facing him. Sliding on a condom, he lifted her up in his strong arms, then lowered her over him, impaling her slowly, inch by inch. He held her tightly in his lap, with her legs wrapped around his body. He rocked back and forth, causing her breasts to brush against the dark hair of his chest. She felt her sensitive core slide slickly against his lower belly as he moved deeply inside her. Almost immediately, she tensed and cried out.
“Thirty seconds,” he said, sounding amused as he brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. “Let’s see if we can make you last longer than that.”
For the next hour he tortured her with pleasure.
He rolled her on top of him on the bed, showing her how to find her own rhythm, to control the pace and the intensity of his thrust. He tipped her back onto the bed and lifted her leg over his shoulder to show her how deep he could be inside her. He tasted her with his tongue. Played her with his skilled fingers. Made her writhe … made her beg.
But every time she would start to tense and feel the deep shake coming from within, he would abruptly stop. And he would move away, changing the rhythm. Until she was nearly weeping with the frustration of agonized desire.
He teased her like this for a full hour. And the entire time, he was rock hard and huge for her. How could any man last like this? How?
And how long did he intend to torture her?
“Please,” she finally begged, tears streaming down her face. “Just take me!”
He looked down at her with dark eyes full of tenderness and gave her a wicked half grin. “I think you can handle another few hours.”
“No!” she said fiercely, and then with sudden strength, she pushed him back against the bed. She climbed over him and lowered herself upon him. She held his wrists back against the pillow as he gave a soft gasp.
“My turn,” she whispered in his ear. Using all the skills he’d taught her, she started to ride him. He tried to protest, but she ignored him, forcing him to thrust inside her again and again until he, too, started to tense and writhe.
Finally he breathed, “Lia, stop. Lia, I can’t keep on like this. Slow down … oh, my sweet girl …” But against his protests, she kept riding him, moving her hips faster and forcing him deeper inside with every thrust. Until finally he tossed his head back and with a mighty roar he exploded inside her, shaking and trembling beneath her. In the exact same instant, she cried out as the spiraling pleasure took her so high that it nearly made her pass out.
With a shuddering breath, she collapsed against him.
For a long time, she wasn’t even sure how long, he just held her. But gradually she came back to awareness. She felt him stroking her back. She opened her eyes and saw that he was awake, staring at her. As if he couldn’t get enough of her.
And she wanted him.
Not just in bed.
But in her life.
Forever.
She realized with a sudden shock: she was falling in love with Roark.
No! she thought in desperation. I can’t fall in love with him! She desperately tried to remember all the reasons she had to hate him.
But all she could think of was the stark vulnerability she’d seen in his face when he’d told her how his family had died in the fire. How his own grandfather had despised him and not even allowed him to love a nanny. How since he was seven years old he’d never had a real family or home …
But he doesn’t want those things! she told herself fiercely. He doesn’t want a wife. He doesn’t want a child!
It was so hard to keep silent about their baby. She wanted to tell him so badly that it was choking her.
But she couldn’t risk Ruby’s happiness on a father who didn’t want her. And she didn’t want to force Roark into a responsibility he didn’t want.
If she were truly starting to care for Roark, she told herself, she had to keep the secret. She had to give him the freedom he wanted.
And, a tiny voice whispered, if he knew how you’ve lied all these months, he would hate you.
She closed her eyes, unable to meet his gaze that ripped through her defenses, that ripped through her soul.
She was falling in love with Roark.
And she had to let him go.
She glanced at her diamond-crusted Piaget watch. “Two o’clock,” she whispered. Ruby would be waking up from her nap. She took a deep breath. “It’s late. I have to go.”
“Late?” He moved beneath her. “Our flight across the Pacific doesn’t depart for two hours.”
“No.” She started to sit up. “I’m sorry. This afternoon is all we can ever have. I can’t travel with you. I can’t risk …”
Can’t risk my child’s heart on a father who doesn’t want her.
Can’t risk you hating me if you knew what I hid from you.
He stared at her. “Lia, don’t do this.”
She briefly closed her eyes, gathering her strength. “You said if I came to your bed of my own free will, you’d let me go.”
He grabbed her wrist. “Lia, wait.” He took a deep breath, then looked her straight in the eyes. “If you won’t be my mistress … then be my wife.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
BE HIS wife?
Lia stared at him in the luxurious hotel suite, her heart pounding.
“You … want to marry me?” she whispered.
“I want to have you in my life.” His eyes were dark, intense. “At any cost.”
She took a deep breath. So nothing had changed. He still didn’t love her. He was merely willing to marry her just to get his own way.
But how long would that kind of marriage last?
And if he knew about Ruby …
He didn’t want a baby. And whatever he said now, he didn’t want a wife, either. A man like Roark would never settle down with anyone.
He admired Lia because he thought she was honest and good. If he ever found out how she’d lied all this time—lied to his face—lied to him as she surrendered her body to his …
He didn’t love her, and he never would.
And if he ever knew the truth, he would hate her.
Hot tears rose to her eyes as she grabbed up clothes from the floor. “I have to go.”
She dressed quickly, then turned to go.
“Lia.”
He rose before her, naked and strong and powerful. Her heart was in her throat as she remembered every inch and taste of his body. The way he’d felt against her.
“I know you want a home and family of your own,” he said quietly. “Those are things I can’t give you. But I’m offering you everything I have. More than I’ve ever offered anyone. I want you, Lia. Come with me. Be my wife.”
She swallowed back the pain of wanting him. Perhaps if she weren’t a mother, she might have been willing to sell herself short for the promise of the life he offered her.
But she was a mother. She had to put Ruby first.
Lia had already made a mistake by sleeping with a man who had no desire to be a father. She wouldn’t compound the mistake now by marrying him.
“I’ve