Sequel to The Billionaire’s Mate
The Billionaire’s Lady
Having overdosed on a week of sex, Adam comes up with a unique game of visual and verbal teasing to test his and Margot's control. After he breaks the rules, Adam announces that she will be meeting his council that evening and the entire pack the next.
But before the meetings, Margot drops a bombshell of her own. Her brother Matt, a straight-laced, conservative Santa Fe cop, is coming to visit. Margot is worried that he will try to talk Adam out of loving her. Upon his arrival, Adam learns that Matt has secrets of his own.
At the pack meeting, Margot faces off with Leigh Kincaid-Thorne, who’d attacked her twice just the week before. In doing so, Margot proves to herself and the pack that she is more than capable of being The Billionaire’s Lady.
Genre: May-December, Paranormal, Shape-shifter
Length: 20,853 words
THE BILLIONAIRE’S LADY
Sequel to The Billionaire’s Mate
Cooper McKenzie
EROTIC ROMANCE
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THE BILLIONAIRE’S LADY
Copyright © 2010 by Cooper McKenzie
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DEDICATION
To all those who wanted to know what happened next.
And to M.J.J. – I miss you! Especially when it is time to stir the giggles into the M&C!
THE BILLIONAIRE’S LADY
Sequel to The Billionaire’s Mate
COOPER MCKENZIE
Copyright © 2010
Chapter 1
“Draw soft circles around those beautiful breasts. Slow, easy circles,” Adam Thomasson’s voice deepened more than an octave as their mutual arousal bloomed and filled the space between them with a nearly visible shimmering need. “Use just those pretty fingertips.”
As if he guided them, Margot Jackson’s fingers lightened their touch and just the pads began to trace over her plump breasts. They stayed clear of her super-sensitive nipples. Touch them too soon and she would explode, and this new game of his would be over before it really began.
“Tell me again why we’re doing this?” she murmured, shifting on the wooden chair that still felt cool against the bare skin of her lower back, ass cheeks, and upper legs. Her cunt was crying out for him already, and they had barely begun.
From the way her mate’s smile widened, she knew he’d heard the underlying whining tone. Being a shape-shifter, his hearing was far superior to humans. But then so much of him was so much better than any other man she’d ever known, including the man she’d divorced three years before.
“We’re playing like this because your sweet pussy is too sore for anything more than gentle fingering. And if I touch you, I’m not sure I can stop at just some finger play. Besides, this will be exciting and fun in its own way,” Adam explained as he smoothed one palm down the center of his impressively muscled chest with its light covering of black hair. He stopped near his navel, mere inches away from the crimson head of his cock. “Just relax, enjoy, and do what I say, okay?”
“Mmmm, I’ll try.” Margot shifted again. “But I’d rather be over there touching you.”
“I know, baby. I feel the same way. But think about how much fun it will be to make me lose control by just watching you play with all those sweets bits I can’t touch.”
The muscles in and between her upper thighs clenched, reminding her that she’d had more sex with Adam in the past six days than she’d had with her ex-husband during their fifteen-year marriage. She had been celibate for the past three years and masturbated only when the sexual tension grew so strong it would no longer be ignored. Playing with herself and her small collection of toys had helped temporarily, but had never been a tenth as satisfying as one of Adam’s most sedate kisses.
Since meeting the gorgeous billionaire who had turned out to be a shape-shifter and her mate, all she had to do was think about sex, smile, or say something the least bit suggestive, and he would clear the closest horizontal surface. At least, until this morning when he’d returned to bed after his morning run. With a smile followed by tossing the oversized T-shirt she’d worn to sleep in at him, she’d enticed him back to bed. She didn’t care he was hot and sweaty. She planned to work up a sweat of her own before allowing either of them near a shower. When she winced as he slid two f
ingers into her hot, wet core, he saw the slight movement and froze with his fingers halfway in her. With a concerned frown, he tried to gently pull them from her, but that caused her to flinch again in response.
“Are you okay?” he asked as he brushed his hands from slit to tits then cupped his palms over her generous breasts.
“Just a little sore,” she admitted hesitantly as she arched her back, pushing deeper into his hands.
“Of course you are. We’ve been going at it like oversexed teenagers for days.”
After kissing her deeply, he climbed from the bed, picked her up, and set her in the straight-back wooden chair from the designer café dining set by the window. He set its twin down a good six feet away. Far enough she couldn’t touch him, but close enough to see, and drool over, every inch of his gorgeous, toned nakedness. He now sat sprawled in his chair, looking comfortable and royally decadent in his nudity. One hand rested high on his thigh while the other moved up and down the center of his chest. The curly black hair covering his head was tousled, the ends still damp from his run. His bright blue-green eyes glowed as they met hers through the early morning sunlight that streamed in the room from the bank of windows beside them.
Margot squirmed, her hips needing to move with the arousal building within her. Over the last week she had grown more comfortable in her voluptuous body that would remain round and curvy no matter what exercise or diet she tried, but she still felt anxious every time Adam saw her without clothes.
Especially in full daylight like this. He was so beautiful, and she felt anything but. This morning, however, sitting naked in broad daylight with him just beyond her reach, she was more turned on than ever before though she could not explain why. She looked away from his heat-filled gaze and felt her juices overflow her cunt as ripples of lust shot from where her fingers touched her tits straight to her empty, needy cunt. Her breathing grew ragged as she fought to keep her eyes open and returned them to lock with Adam’s.
“Don’t fight it, baby. Close your eyes. Imagine those are my fingers making circles around your beautiful girls. Smaller and smaller circles. That’s right. Smaller and smaller until I’m nearly touching those stiff, pink nipples.”
Margot’s eyes drifted shut, his voice hypnotizing her. Without sight, she focused on his deep voice. His words thrummed at the nerves deep in her, like a master guitarist player with a well-tuned instrument. The touch of her own fingers became his as they spiraled up her plump mounds until the sides of her fingertips brushed against the sides of her erect nipples. Then she expanded the circles until she traced around the outer edges of her areolas. Her need surged higher and her hips began to arch forward and back, wanting, no, craving more.
She gasped at the intense feeling that shot through her to her core as she gave in and flicked her right fingertip over her nipple. She heard his breathing catch. That small hitch let her know her playing was affecting him as well. That knowledge turned her on even more, and her arousal spiraled higher and tighter.
Opening her eyes, she met his glowing turquoise gaze. Her breathing grew harsh, and she began to pant as she stretched one leg out across the space between them, straining to touch him. She needed to feel him, to confirm he was real and here with her. She needed to assure herself this was not just a dream.
“Please,” she whimpered. “I need to touch you.”
Her lust coiled tighter between her thighs as he picked up his chair and shifted closer, then closer still. Then he extended one leg until the ball of her foot could rub over the top of his. She pressed against his skin, savoring that small connection as need became an ache that filled her to overflowing. How much longer was he going to torture her? She had to have his hands on her and soon or else she wasn’t sure what she would do.
“Shhh, baby. Breathe. Slow, deep breaths. It’s too soon to come. Way too soon. Try to relax. Close your eyes and feel my fingers touching your skin. I’m tracing circles on the undersides of the girls. Down over your ribs then your belly to your hips. Now I’m slowly tracing lines back and forth from one hip to the other. Back and forth. Lower and lower with each pass.”
Margot’s fingers moved as he directed, slowly stroking down her body. Shivers raced through her one after another. Her orgasm was knotted up in her pelvis. She wasn’t sure how long she could hold back the orgasm and stay in control, though she wanted Adam to feel as crazy as she did before she came. If possible, she wanted him to come first, though that rarely happened as he always pushed her over the edge first.
His already deep voice had gone even deeper and more growly. She could hear his wolf pushing for release. The knowledge that she, a short, pudgy, unemployed nobody could turn on such a perfect specimen as this man sent her precariously close to the edge of her orgasm.
She was still amazed every time she thought back to that first day when he’d claimed her within minutes of their first meeting. He’d marked her and then fucked her in the hottest sex she’d ever experienced. Since then, the sex had just gotten hotter as they grew to know each other’s turn-ons and triggers.
Fighting down the climax that threatened to swamp her, she opened her eyes again. Then she moved the leg not reaching toward Adam to the side as far as it would go. She opened herself up then scooted forward on the chair until her butt reached the front edge of the seat.
When Adam’s eyes dropped to her fully exposed mound and parted, wet lips below, her confidence grew. He made a rumbling sound deep in his chest as she ran two fingers from her hips to her inner thighs. Her hand then made a quick trip halfway to her knee before returning to dip further down between her legs. Starting just below her entrance, she slowly stroked between her open wet lips, then up between her folds to the knotted clit which was screaming at her for attention.
His eyes widened and his stark, hungry expression grew as she gasped at the electricity that raced through her body. She could see he was near the end of his restraint. It wouldn’t take much more to pull him out of his chair and across the space between them.
Two could play this game of his, and it was now her turn to be in charge. She would drive him so crazy he would come to her, not the other way around.
“Adam, sweetheart, close your eyes,” she murmured, her voice soft and low.
“But I’d rather look at you,” he protested, his voice so deep and rough she barely understood the words he said.
“Please?”
He gave her an unreadable look just before his lids dropped. Once he was no longer looking at her, she hesitated. Could she do this? Would he allow her to take control, even for a few minutes? He was such a strong presence sometimes he overwhelmed her just by walking into the room. And to have all his sexual energy focused solely on giving her pleasure humbled her. When he reacted so strongly to her fumbling attempts at seduction, it gave her the confidence to expand her horizons.
She stroked her foot over his again. The warmth of his skin against her own somehow reassured her she could do this. She could drive him beyond control. Even if she somehow blundered, he would not get up and walk away. They were, after all, mates for life. If things went really wrong, she knew he would step in and gently take command again. Though she knew this game of arousal and control was not a competition, Margot still wanted his hunger to pull him from his seat first. Then she’d be happy to meet him on the floor between the chairs.
“Put your fingertips on the insides of your thighs. Gently stroke down to your knees. Soft, slow touches. Mmmm, yes. Nice and easy. Now back up to your boys.”
When Adam hesitated with his hands, not quite where she wanted them, Margot grinned. “All the way up. Touch your boys. Play with those sexy balls.”
As his fingers moved to her words, she pinched one nipple between her thumb and index finger, sending frissions of erotic pain through her body. Adam’s eyes opened when she made a small whimpering sound.
His breathing stopped again as he watched her twist her left nipple with her left hand while the two fingers of her right hand
traced through her folds and circled her wet, puffy, dark pink clit.
“Now your cock,” she breathed softly. “Use your fingers to trace lines up and down and around that beautiful length. Up and down. Up and down. Mmmm, yes, just like that.”
She smiled as his eyes widened at her words then his lids fell closed again. His breathing grew ragged, and she could tell he was close. She rubbed her foot over his, cherishing the small connection of skin against skin.
“Circle the head with one finger. Light touches. Slow and easy. But don’t come. Not yet.”
He opened his eyes halfway. His blue-green eyes glowed almost silver with his arousal. “Need,” he groaned.
Margot smiled at him in response, her own control nearing its limits as well. “Now you know how I feel.”
“To hell with this,” he said in a voice as deep and rough as an unpaved back mountain road.
Pushing from his chair, he knelt on the floor then crawled the short distance between their chairs. He used his shoulders to ease her thighs wider. He met her wide-eyed gaze with a fierce smile before dropping his gaze to his target and leaning in.
He moved so close she felt warm breath caress her open wet folds, but he did not touch her. Shivers rippled through her at the flow of air over her clit. The spiral of arousal deep in her center tightened even further until she wasn’t sure she would survive when it finally went sproing.
“Adam,” she whined, her hands reaching for his head. “Need… So close.”
“Shhh, it’s all right. I’ll take good care of you,” he murmured. His words sent more gentle puffs of air over her mound, adding yet another layer of near-painful ache to her arousal.
She looked down at the top of his head just as the tip of his tongue swirled a circle around her clit.
“Ohh,” she moaned, her hips lifting in the hopes of making a stronger connection.
But Adam pulled back, completely breaking away. A heartbeat later, his hands slid up the insides of her legs to hold her thighs wide apart as his head dropped lower. Using the flat of his tongue, he started below her entrance and lapped at the juices he found there. Then he continued up and over her clit to the top of her slit.
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