Obsession and Surrender (The Billionaire's Temptation Book 7)

by Cali MacKay

  Somehow she managed to pull away, her breathing still heavy and every nerve in her body electrified. Was she really going to give in to what was between them? Was she really going to trust him with her heart again? She thought of pushing him away, but instead she held on, burrowing herself in his warmth. “Would it be okay if we take a bit of a walk to help clear my head, and then grab a quick bite to eat before we head back? I still have to set up my laptop, and I’m woefully behind on my work. Speaking of which—I must be keeping you from your own projects.”

  “I’ve got a flexible schedule, and can work from home, most days. Besides, I’m part investor, and it’s my brother’s company. He’s not going to give me a hard time when it comes to keeping you safe.” With her still tucked in at his side, he started walking along the length of the beach.

  “What kind of company is it again?” She couldn’t recall him mentioning any of the details.

  “Now that might require a bit of show-and-tell.” He pressed a kiss to her temple, leaving her to wonder how the hell he’d managed to weaken her defenses to such a point that they were now cozying up to each other.

  “Just so we’re clear—that little bit about tying me to your bed is not happening.” Even though the mere thought of it had her going wet. But she knew how mischievous Keane could be and she’d be completely at his mercy if she was bound.

  “Would you rather be tied to the kitchen table? Or hung? The latter might take a bit more time and effort to set up, but where there’s a will, there’s a way.” When she swatted at his chest, he held her tight and laughed, quickly stealing a kiss. “What? Don’t think I’ve forgotten that you love it when I take control.”

  “Maybe I’ve changed. You don’t know that.” It made her crazy that he was so confident when it came to her—her likes, her dislikes, everything about her—especially when the more she gave in to him, the more she felt like she was on shaky ground that might give way out from under her at any moment.

  He stopped and pulled her to him, holding her tightly to him as he bent his head to hers and caught her lip between his teeth. “And I’d be willing to bet that simply talking about it already has you so wet and ready for me. Am I right? Or would you rather I check?”

  “I didn’t think it possible, but you’ve become even more obnoxious as you’ve gotten older.” Yet she couldn’t keep a straight face when he was smiling at her like that, all sex and mischief.

  “Obnoxious? Well, that just earned you a spanking.” Catching her at her waist, he hauled her up onto his shoulder as her laughter mixed with her curses, and his hand connected with her ass just enough for it to sting.

  “Ow! You’re such a bastard.” Yet she was loving every moment of it, even if she had no plans on telling him that.

  “Just wait until we get home…” Still giving her ass the occasional slap for good measure, he carried her back to his car. By the time he finally put her down, she couldn’t help but laugh and playfully smack his chest as he pulled her into his arms from behind and kissed her cheek. “You’ll be cursing me every time you sit—and secretly hoping I’ll do it all over again.”

  “Ha! You wouldn’t dare.” She wasn’t sure how he’d managed it, but somehow, he’d gotten her to forget her problems, even if it was just for a short while—and he’d gotten her to laugh, something she couldn’t remember doing in a very long time.

  “Baby girl…you didn’t just dare me, did you?” He nipped at her ear, and then spun her around in his arms so they were face to face, his mouth catching hers in a teasing kiss. “You’re in so much trouble.”

  She could only hope so.

  ***

  By the time they got back to Keane’s home after a quick bite at a local diner, Lilly was so desperate for him, it was all she could do to keep her hands off him. Instead, she focused her attention on Juno, giving the wiggly dog a good scratch. Not that she could avoid Keane for long when he was so determined.

  “Come here, love.” As he pulled her to him, her heart quickened its pace until it felt like it might jump out of her chest. It was one thing for the passion between them to take over and for them to end up naked, but this was now feeling like a more conscious decision to go down that road, even if he’d been teasing her for most of the day. Taking her in, he cupped her cheek, his brow furrowing. “What has you looking so worried, all of a sudden?”

  “Do I really need to answer that when I have a psychotic stalker?” It was still true, even if it wasn’t what she’d been thinking of at that moment. “You saw those emails. He’s freaking out because he doesn’t know where I am. And I’m swamped with work.”

  “Work can wait until the morning, and Sirius doesn’t know where you are—and it’s going to stay that way. You can’t keep worrying about this, or it’s going to do you in. But…I think I have just the thing to help you relax.”

  “If it involves getting me naked, Keane, you can guess again.” Yet when he started heading toward the back of the house, her hand in his, she followed him, not quite ready to push him away just yet.

  “It does involve us stripping down, but not in the way you think. Busy as we’ve been, I never gave you the full tour of the house, which means you don’t know about this…” Keane opened the French doors and allowed her to step through. “What do you think?”

  “Wow. That view is amazing. And the pool, the room…” On one side, a wall of glass overlooked the ocean, whereas on the other side was a gorgeous view of the woods and gardens. The pool ran nearly the length of the room, its waters shimmering an inviting aqua blue, lit from within so the water glowed. A wood and glass ceiling let in the setting sun, while a spa butted up against the pool, with a massive stone fireplace and seating area just beyond. “What exactly do you do for a living again?”

  With a laugh, Keane sidled up behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close, his erection pressing against her ass as he kissed and nipped at her neck. “I’ve made some wise investments, is all. And just think…you could go for a swim every day if you moved in with me.”

  It was a damn tempting thought. And even more tempting was Keane as he shrugged out of his shirt and kicked off his jeans and boxers.

  She just had to laugh. “I swear, Keane, I’ve never seen anyone shed their clothes faster and more frequently than you do.”

  “That’s ’cause I refuse to waste any time when it comes to getting the two of us naked.” He was already yanking her tee up over her head and flicking her bra off. “Off with the rest.”

  “I’m glad I have a say in all this.” Not that she’d attempted to stop him.

  Once again, she realized that if she didn’t put an end to what they were doing, she was making a conscious effort to be with him, to risk having her heart broken again—yet she was tired of being alone, tired of lying to herself about her feelings for Keane. And in some ways, she wondered if he was the only one who could truly heal her.

  “Would you rather go for a swim while dressed?” His hands skimmed over her ribs to skim her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples as her back arched into him, silencing all her protests in a needy whimper. “There’s my good girl. Finish getting undressed for me.”

  She did as he asked, kicking off her shoes, before shifting her jeans down over her hips, along with her panties, and stepping out of them once they hit the floor. Though it was relatively warm in the room, despite the high ceilings, her skin still pebbled as a shiver worked through her spine.

  “There. Happy?” With her hands on her hips, she aimed for cocky, but there was no hiding just how much she wanted him, his lips curling in a cocky smile.

  “I’ll be happier once you’re on your knees, Lilly.”

  Chapter 12

  Keane didn’t think it was possible for him to get any harder than he already was—until he saw Lilly kneel before him on the cold, hard tile, her fingers wrapping around his hard length. “Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.”

  “Is this what you want?” As she let her finger
s slip down his shaft, she ran her tongue up to the tip, flicking at the seam before she took him in her mouth, sucking him as her mouth slipped farther and farther down his cock.

  “Fuck, yes…”

  And then she was pulling away with a smirk. “Well, that’s just too bad.”

  Before he had a chance to grab her, she darted out of reach and with a teasing wave at the edge of the pool, dove backward into the water, leaving him there alone, turned on, and shaking his head with a smile.

  If she wanted to play games, then he was happy to oblige her.

  Keane dove in after her, and after just a few strokes, caught her, his arm tight around her waist as he pulled her to him, eliciting squeals of laughter—and fucking hell, it was a sound he’d missed almost as much as he’d missed her crying out his name when she came. “You’re in so much trouble, babe.”

  When she slipped her arms around his neck and smiled at him, it sent his heart thundering inside his chest, her body warm and soft against his, with his cock trapped between them. And then she bit his lip, the flicker of pain only adding to how badly he wanted her. “Is that so?”

  Fucking hell, he loved her more than life itself. He’d half wondered if the new reality between them would live up to what he’d built in his head over the years. And the truth was, he’d gotten it wrong. It was so much better—and this was just the start of it. “I think you need your memory refreshed—though I suspect you’re misbehaving because you desperately want to be punished.”

  When she rocked her hips along his length, he shifted her onto his cock, swallowing her needy moans in a hungry kiss as he filled her, her body stretched tight around his hard length. With his mouth hungry on hers, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he gripped her ass in both his hands, lifting her up along his cock as she rocked her hips, the feel of her fucking amazing. And she may have misbehaved, but there’d be plenty of time later to do a thorough job of doling out her punishment, knowing she’d enjoy every moment of it.

  The warm water splashed around them to the rhythm of their fucking, as he broke away from their kiss, to bite and suck at her nipples, the water salty on his tongue. Her back arched as he flicked and teased her hardening nipple, her fingers knotting in his hair as their pace quickened.

  He could tell she was getting close, but he wanted her to be desperate for him by the time she did come. Tightening his grip on her ass, he pinned her against him to keep her from moving. “Not yet, Lilly. You’re not to come until I let you. Am I making myself clear?”

  She tugged on his hair and bucked her hips in response, and he swore, it nearly had him coming then and there, especially when she was being so defiant. He loved her feistiness—just like she loved it when he tried his best to wrangle it.

  “And what if I come? Huh? What then?” The water dripped down over her skin, as her intelligent green eyes caught the reflection of the blue water, her hips grinding against him so her clit rubbed against the base of his cock.

  It killed him to do it, especially when he was so close to coming himself, but he lifted her up off his cock and spun her around, thrusting into her from behind as he held her to him with her back pressed against his chest, her wrists trapped tight in his grip, and his mouth at her ear. “Now…where were we?”

  Each thrust was hard and intense, but with a long pause in between, as he struggled to hold onto some semblance of control while riding that razor’s edge, the energy of his building orgasm raging inside him. When she tried to pull her arms free, he knew she was desperate to slip her hand between her legs so she could come. “Please, Keane…I promise I’ll be good…”

  “You’ve been such a bad girl, Lil…” He pounded into her again while shifting both her wrists into one hand so he could slip his other down between her legs, teasing her just enough to make her crazy but without actually giving her any sort of release. “Is this what you want?”

  “No. And you damn well know it.” She dropped her head back on his shoulder as he bit her neck and raked his teeth over her racing pulse, her needy whimpers filling his head as they echoed in the cavernous room, spurring him on. “Come on…this is just mean, Keane…”

  His lips curled into a smile, thoroughly enjoying himself. “If you think I’m going to let you come before I’ve spanked your ass red, then you can guess again. I, however…” Another hard thrust, and he was done for, shooting his cum deep inside her as he held her tightly to him, his breathing ragged and his heart racing. “I fucking love you, Lilly.”

  “And that’s clearly evident by the amazing orgasm you just gave me. Not.” She glared at him, though there wasn’t any real anger in her eyes.

  He had to laugh. “Babe, do you truly have any doubt that your amazing orgasm isn’t on the horizon? You know that I’ll eventually let you come—but first I want to get you thoroughly worked up. After all, isn’t that what Slater did to Emmy in Riding the Bad Boy Biker?”

  She pulled out of his arms with another glare, though this time he thought she might actually murder him. “You’re such a bastard, Keane. I told you not to read my books.”

  “And I never agreed to that, since I have every intention of reading every single one, because they’re damn good, Lilly. I’m really enjoying them.” Reading her books and seeing her stories and characters come to life made him feel close to her in a way he hadn’t anticipated and could have never imagined. He could tell she wrote from the heart, that she poured her soul into every story. But the last thing he wanted was to stress her out. “Come here, love…I hate it when you’re mad at me.”

  When he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, her body floated up against his, and though she let him hold her close, she still wasn’t looking too happy with him. “It’s not so much that I’m mad at you, but rather…that it leaves me feeling vulnerable. Even though there are a lot of people reading my books, they’re all strangers—but you…you already broke my heart once. It leaves me feeling too exposed, Keane.”

  He cupped her cheek and brushed his lips against hers in a hint of kiss, before stealing one more. “I can understand that—I really can. But I promise, I won’t break your heart—and though you may feel vulnerable because I’m reading your stories, I feel closer to you as a result. And…I hate to say it, but I can see why Sirius has become obsessed with you. Your writing makes it so we’re transported into your story, so we become the characters on the page. I have no doubt that he envisions you as the heroine, and him as the hero—when we all know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I’m the hero in all your stories.”

  When she laughed and playfully swatted at him, he was relieved that his moment of levity had worked.

  “Maybe just a little.”

  “Just a little? Well, I guess I’ll just have to work harder to inspire you.” With her still in his arms, he walked them to the edge of the pool and sat her down on the edge before hopping out himself. “Come on then…I do believe I owe you several spankings and a few orgasms.”

  “No spankings, and several orgasms.” She let him wrap her up in a massive towel, though she probably didn’t realize that he’d also cocooned her, so her arms were trapped under the soft fabric, and she was now at his mercy.

  Before she realized the trouble she was in, he tossed her over his shoulder and, ignoring her curses and kicking, carried her toward his bedroom. “Baby girl, you don’t need to pretend with me. I know all the dirty, kinky things you love—and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Especially since his own preferences weren’t exactly vanilla.

  “Maybe I’ve changed. You don’t know that.” She glared at him as he put her down in the center of his room, though he kept his grip on the towel so she couldn’t get free just yet.

  “A tiger doesn’t change its stripes, and who we are sexually certainly evolves, but unless there’s been some sort of traumatic event, I don’t think most people’s preferences or kinks tend to fade, though I suppose I could be completely off base.” He reached over and grabbed a roll of bondage tape out of th
e dresser drawer, and then carefully grabbed her wrists while freeing her from her towel. “Am I mistaken?”

  She tried to yank her hands free of his grip, but he was already binding them together while ignoring her glare. “Well, you sure as hell are taking a lot for granted.”

  He thought a shadow darkened her eyes, but only for a moment. “Do you want me to stop, Lil?”

  “No…never.” Her answer was spoken on an exhaled breath, a blush creeping across her cheeks.

  He brushed the back of his fingers against her soft cheek, her skin hot to the touch. “Is your safe word the same, baby girl?”

  Wrapping his arm around her waist, he lifted her off her feet and carried her back toward the bed, his cock already starting to go hard again as it brushed against her curves.

  She let out a frustrated huff as he sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her to him. “Yes—though I’m surprised you remember it.”

  “Just like you were surprised that I remembered your favorite pizza.” He shook his head. “Don’t you get it? I love you—and I know you better than I know myself. You’ve been my every thought, my every dream, and losing you was my every fucking nightmare. So don’t act surprised that you’re more familiar to me than the air I breathe, than my own heart, my own soul—because you’re my everything. You’re all that’s ever mattered, Lil.”

  Chapter 13

  Fuck. Keane was killing her. Lilly’s heart was thawing faster than a snowball in a hot frying pan, and it was making her an emotional mess. He cupped her cheek, running his thumb over her lips as his blue eyes darkened with worry. “Are you okay, Lil?”

  Truth was, she needed whatever release he was offering her, from mind-blowing orgasms and amazing sex, to spankings and anything else he wanted. She needed all of it, especially if she had any hope of letting go of her past hurts and heartaches. “Yeah, I’m fine. But I’m horny as hell, thanks to your little stunt in the pool and I’m starting to freeze my ass off, so if you don’t plan on doing something to remedy the situation, then I’d appreciate you untying me so I can take care of things myself.”