The Billionaire's Marriage Proposal (Billionaire Bachelors Series - Book 4)

by Melody Anne

  He ran his hands along the silky length of her hair, slowly removing the pins holding it in place, causing her to sigh.

  He slowly moved down the arch of her back, touching her nearly naked skin, causing her to want so much more from him, but too afraid to ask. She wanted to be confident enough to simply take and demand from him but she couldn’t, so she simply enjoyed his caresses, praying he wouldn’t stop.

  Trenton growled low in his throat as he crushed Jennifer against his hard body, feeling her soft breasts smash into him. He quickly ripped his shirt off, needing to feel their naked skin brushing together. Her bra was unclipped and then there was nothing to block him from feeling her hardened nipples pressed into his chest. He ran his tongue down her throat, licking at her pounding pulse point and inhaling her scent.

  She smelled so good, he couldn’t get enough of her. The feel, smell, and touch of Jennifer was quickly sending him over the edge of sanity. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough but he’d die a very happy man if he could continue trying.

  She brought her hands up around his neck, pulling him closer. He loved it when she took the initiative so even though it killed him, he slowed down and let her explore his heated skin. He groaned his approval when her hands ran down his arms and circled to his backside and pulled his hips into her womanhood.

  Trenton loved every inch of her luscious body, her shape, her texture, her essence, everything. He couldn’t imagine being with another woman and quickly lost his resolve of letting her slowly explore. He needed to take her.

  Jennifer gasped as he lifted her up and tossed her on the bed. The look in his eyes just about made her over-excited body orgasm, right there. He looked almost out of control with passion, as he tore the rest of his clothing from his body and joined her on the bed.

  “I need you so badly, I’m sorry,” he said between clenched teeth, with a bead of sweat trickling down his face. She was amazed she was able to bring such a strong man to the brink of losing control, and with a boldness she would’ve never thought she could possess, decided to push him all the way over.

  “I need you, too,” she whispered and moved quickly before he could pin her down beneath him. He groaned his disapproval of her movement, and then gasped as she pushed him over and quickly ran her tongue down his stomach.

  “I c…can’t…” he tried to stop her, when he realized her intentions. She smiled up at him and then gripped his throbbing erection in her hand, rubbing it up the thick shaft, causing a bead of moisture to spill out of the tip.

  He threw his head back on a groan of ecstasy when her hot mouth circled his head and she brought her head down on his aching staff. She was tentative at first, gripping him tightly in her small hand, rubbing up and down on the moistened shaft, as her mouth sucked on his throbbing head, licking up and down the length of him. She got bolder and started taking him deeper into her moist mouth, sucking him deep inside, causing his hips to jerk off the bed.

  Trenton finally couldn’t take anymore without ending their love-making too soon. He gripped her head in his hands and pulled her up his body, loving the slick feel of their sweat slicked bodies rubbing together. The look of pure arousal in her eyes made his erection jump, almost painfully.

  He flipped her onto her back and took both of her hands in one of his, pinning them above her head. He’d explode if she laid her hands on his body even one more time. His hot breath brushed against her face seconds before he locked his lips back onto hers, kissing her deeply, making her squirm beneath him.

  With his other hand, he reached down their bodies and inserted his finger into her heat, groaning as he realized she was more than ready. She pushed her hips into his finger, crying out in pleasure as his lips continued to brush against her own.

  Jennifer could feel her heart expanding so large within her chest she didn’t know how it didn’t rip right out. She loved him so much it seemed to be a constant ache the more he loved her body, the more she needed him. It was as if he was a piece of her soul now, and she wouldn’t be able to breathe without him.

  The way his mouth moved along hers was so unlike any other kiss she’d ever experienced. He melted her bones, turning her into his slave with a simple swipe of his tongue. He held his body at her opening, teasing her with the tip of his head. She pushed her hips toward him, needing him to fill her up, and still he didn’t give them what they both wanted.

  “Please Trenton, I need you,” she cried out, seeing the triumph enter his expression and not even caring he held full control over her, because she knew it was equal. She knew he couldn’t have walked away from her for any reason and that gave her more confidence than she’d ever had.

  He finally pushed into her and she couldn’t think about anything else but the pleasure she was experiencing. She jerked her hips upward, needing to not have even a scant inch between them. He started moving in and out of her, seeming to reach further and further with each powerful thrust.

  She wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him tighter, making him really have to work to move his hips in and out of her heat. He released her hands and she immediately curled them into his back, clawing them up and down, pulling him even tighter into her. He reached around her hips, changing the angle of his penetration, making her cry out as her orgasm ripped through her body.

  It kept washing through her, sending wave after wave of release up and down her spine, causing her breath to catch in her throat, and her back to arch completely off the bed. Trenton threw his own head back and cried out as he slammed deeply inside of her, spilling his seed deep within her womb.

  She gripped him tightly, even after the shaking stopped, not wanting to let him go, not wanting to break the magical connection they’d created. She was so afraid of breaking the moment and losing the unbelievable closeness they shared.

  “I’m crushing you,” he whispered on a gentle laugh and pulled her hands from his neck, slowly pulling them apart. She couldn’t stop the whimper from escaping her mouth. He chuckled again and turned them on their sides, still holding her close. His hand brushed her hair from her flushed face and he gently brushed his lips against hers, causing the whimper to turn into a sigh. His lips were so smooth and gentle, it caused tears to jump into her eyes and she quickly blinked them away, not wanting him to know how emotionally she was invested into their relationship.

  “You’re stunning,” he said between gentle kisses, causing warmth to spread throughout her that had nothing to do with passion, and everything to do with pure love.

  “You’re the one who’s stunning,” she told him, feeling herself blush. She didn’t know why she had such a hard time giving him a compliment.

  “I’m sorry that was so hard. I seem to lose all control when I’m in your arms,” he said, as he continued caressing her body, causing heat to once again start to stir.

  “Never apologize for wanting me. You make me feel things I never knew were possible to feel and I know you would never hurt me,” she said, meaning what she said. He’d never hurt her physically, but emotionally was a whole other story.

  “Well, let me make it up to you, anyway,” he told her and then the talking ended for a very long time as he kept his promise and gave them both unbelievable pleasure late into the night.

  Chapter Ten

  Jennifer woke up and made a mad dash toward the bathroom. Thankfully, Trenton wasn’t there, as he normally was gone long before she woke up. The man couldn’t possibly get more than a few hours of sleep each night, but he was never less than perfect.

  After her stomach was emptied, she started to feel a bit better and crawled into the shower to clean up and slowly made her way down the staircase. A new person had been hired to replace her and her last day had been a couple weeks ago and it was the first time in her life she had her days free.

  She loved the time she got to spend with her niece and watched Molly blossom even more over the last few weeks, but didn’t like that their entire way of life depended fully on Trenton. She loved him mor
e than she could have ever thought possible and even though they made love nightly, she knew he still held something back from her.

  He had a full staff hired for the house, so it was hard for her to even be able to cook or clean. She tried to when she got a chance. Sunday’s were her favorite day because she’d talked him into giving the staff the day off, allowing her to prepare their meal and tidy the home.

  “Auntie Jennifer, look at my pretty pancakes,” Molly said as Jennifer entered the kitchen. The staff had fallen in love with Molly instantly and pampered her at every possible opportunity. She had a giant pancake on her plate with a smiley face on it, made with whipped cream and strawberry syrup.

  “That looks so yummy I think I may have to steal it from you,” she teased her niece.

  “I’ll share with you,” Molly told her, holding out her fork with a bite on it. Jennifer took the bite and sighed dramatically, which made Molly giggle. They ate breakfast together and then decided to go and play at the park. It was a rare sunny day in Seattle and Jennifer was going to take full advantage of the fact.

  Molly was having a great time playing with some other kids and Jennifer sat back on one of the benches, fighting nausea, hating she was still feeling unwell. She knew she was pregnant but was so afraid to confirm it. Then, she’d have to share her secret with Trenton and she didn’t want to yet. She’d be far too devastated if he was unhappy about the fact, and they hadn’t discussed children. She didn’t even know how long he planned on them being married, let alone if he wanted kids.

  He was amazing with Molly, but that didn’t mean he wanted to have his own kids, with a woman he didn’t love. She knew he cared about her in his own way because when he made love, he was passionate and loving but he never said the words and he was distant during the days.

  She laid her head between her legs for a few moments, trying to get the nausea under control. She finally started to feel a bit better, grateful she wasn’t going to throw up in front of the people around her. She looked over to the swings and didn’t spot Molly. She looked around, not concerned at first, until she couldn’t spot her anywhere.

  She jumped from the bench, calling out her name, looking over every square inch of the park and still not finding her. Soon, other parents joined in on her search and after about ten minutes she knew there was something desperately wrong. She immediately called the police and then Trenton, but never stopped looking.

  Trenton arrived just as quickly as the police and after she explained the last area she’d seen Molly, Trenton pulled her into his arms. She finally allowed herself to break down and sobbed in his arms, terrified beyond anything she’d ever felt before.

  “I don’t know what could’ve happened. I looked away for only a moment and then she was just gone,” she told him, sobbing uncontrollably.

  “We’ll find her, it will be okay,” he said soothingly, as he tried to comfort her. She was beyond being able to be comforted, though. She’d already lost her sister, she couldn’t lose her niece, too.

  “We have to find her, I can’t believe I let something happen to her,” she continued to sob.

  “This isn’t your fault,” he told her, lifting her face to his so she had no choice but to look into his eyes. She could barely make eye contact she felt so much guilt and misery. She didn’t answer him because there was no one else responsible but her and she’d messed up. She’d let her niece out of her sight.

  “Mrs. Anderson, she’s not at the park. A couple of parents said they saw a strange man hanging around the park area and were able to give us a description. We think it’s a kidnapping and the best thing for you to do is go immediately home and wait by the phone. We’re going to send the FBI over to put a trace on your phone, but we think someone recognized you and they’ll demand a ransom,” the officer told her.

  Jennifer looked right through him, the terror overwhelming her. She couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to kidnap Molly. There was no need, Jennifer was a nobody, with nothing to give. She couldn’t even put the pieces together that she was married to a very powerful man and there’d be people who’d want to attack her because of that. Her brain finally shut down and she sunk into blackness as her body refused to face reality anymore.

  Trenton swore as he caught Jennifer in his arms. He couldn’t believe he’d been so stupid as to not have assigned security to both her and Molly. He knew with his amount of money there were always people who resented him and would take from him if they got the opportunity. He had a wife and child to think about and couldn’t believe he’d allowed Molly to possibly be harmed.

  He lifted Jennifer into his arms, carrying her to his car and drove quickly back to the house and carried her inside. She was starting to stir again as he laid her down on the couch and immediately placed a rag on her forehead.

  “Molly,” she said hopefully, hoping for a moment it was nothing more than a bad dream.

  “We’ll hear soon,” he told her and felt physical pain as he saw the terror enter her eyes again. He wished he would’ve been able to tell her everything was okay. He wished he could make it all go away and have the two most important females in his life be safe.

  The officer was right, because they barely got the phone system set up when a call came in. Jennifer sat on the couch, shivering, caving in on herself, with silent tears streaming down her cheeks. Trenton wanted to fall apart himself. He was so scared something would happen to Molly, but he knew one of them had to stay strong and keep their head. He also knew Jennifer loved Molly more than her own life and was dealing with her terror by withdrawing. It was the only way she could survive the ordeal.

  “Just answer the phone, stay calm, ask as many questions as you can without angering the kidnapper, and give them whatever they want. Her life is worth more than any amount of money,” the agent told him seconds before he picked up the phone.

  “I understand,” Trenton told him and then picked up the phone with a slight tremor to his own hand. He couldn’t mess up the phone call. He’d do whatever it took to get her back. He picked up the phone and spoke a curt hello into the piece.

  “Trenton Anderson?”

  “Yes,” he answered.

  “I have Molly with me and for now she’s safe, but if you don’t do exactly what I say, then you’ll be the one responsible for her death. Do I make myself clear?” the caller asked.

  “I understand,” Trenton said, having to control his rage. He heard the front door open and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of his father, siblings and cousins. His entire family had arrived to support him and Jennifer.

  He watched his cousins’ spouses immediately go over to the couch and surround Jennifer, pulling her into their arms and letting her cry on their shoulders. The women sat there crying together, while his family circled him, showing a wall of support that nearly brought him to his knees.

  “I’m glad you’re not a stupid man. I want two million dollars in unmarked bills, non-consecutive numbers,” the man started. He gave dropping instructions, and a timeline for delivery. “If you do as I ask, you’ll be with Molly by the end of the evening, if not then you’ll be attending her funeral,” the man sneered. Trenton wanted to rip the man limb from limb and was amazed he was able to keep his voice calm.

  Trenton hung up the phone and felt his father’s hand on his shoulder. He was amazed at the comfort he felt from the simple gesture. He hung his head and took a few deep breaths, trying to control his rage. He explained everything to his family. He looked over at Jennifer, who had her eyes on him, seeming more alert, but still filled with terror.

  He walked over to the couch, needing to hold Jennifer in his arms. He didn’t say a word, just sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap. She laid her head on his shoulder and he ran his hands through her hair, both of them comforting each other.

  “Please bring her back,” she finally whispered, making his heart ache with the trust she placed upon him.

  “I will,” he promised and vowed to himself it would be
one promise he’d make sure to follow through on, no matter what it took.

  His father secured the money and then he was soon leaving the house, praying when he walked back in those doors it would be with Molly. He was terrified, not for himself but that he’d fail. He could care less about the money, it meant nothing to him. He only wanted Molly home. When she was, he and Jennifer needed to sit down together, because if he’d learned anything about the experience, it was Jennifer and Molly were his family now and he couldn’t live without them, not even one more day.

  He followed the instructions the kidnapper set and soon was waiting in the designated spot, holding a bag filled with two million dollars. A child approached him and handed him a note saying to hand the bag over and walk down to the coffee shop a block away. He did as the note said and quickly made his way to the shop.

  He walked in the doors and there at a back table was Molly, sitting by herself, drinking a glass of hot chocolate. He rushed to the table and pulled her into his arms.

  “Uncle Trenton, you’re late,” she said as she took another sip from her cup.

  “I’m sorry,” he told her, while taking his phone out and calling the agent, letting them know he had Molly and they could go after the kidnapper. He didn’t even care what happened at that point. He just wanted to get Molly home, back into Jennifer’s arms.

  “That’s okay, the man said to wait here for you,” she told him and he was relieved she seemed to not realize what had happened. He wanted to ask her questions but he decided to just get her home and then go from there. He wouldn’t feel completely safe until she was under his roof once more.

  “Let’s go home. Aunt Jennifer needs to see you,” he said, his voice coming out choked, she thankfully didn’t notice.

  He walked to his car and drove back to the house. As he walked through the doors with Molly in his arms, the room exploded into action. Jennifer looked up, with her tear stained face breaking out in a huge grin. She jumped from the couch and pulled Molly into her arms and Trenton was never more thankful in his life to have been able to keep a promise.