The Billionaire's Final Stand

Austin pushed the woman away, but he didn’t look to be in too big a hurry to do it, Kinsey thought snidely.



She had to catch her errant thoughts. He wasn’t hers and he could do what he wanted. She’d told him several times that she didn’t want anything to do with him. She knew he wasn’t a monk, and had plenty women at his disposal, but it was awkward standing next to him while another woman clung on tight. Kinsey felt like scratching the Barbie’s eyes out.



“It’s good to see you, Candy,” Austin said.



Kinsey was surprised by the stiffness in his voice. He didn’t sound pleased to see her. She decided to give them privacy, because three was definitely a crowd.



She turned and took a step, trying to move away, when Austin’s arm snaked out and gripped her around the waste. He pulled her snugly against his body, and the woman turned, seeming to notice her for the first time. Her eyes narrowed slightly before she returned her full attention to Austin.



“I can’t believe you’re shopping. You used to always complain that there was never a reason to grocery shop with all the available restaurants around town,” she said with a pout.



“Well, things change,” he said shortly.



She giggled an annoying sound and Kinsey wondered if she’d sounded that terrible when she’d had her laughing fit earlier. She really hoped not. She tugged against Austin, really, really wanting to get away from them.



“I’ve been trying to reach you for a couple of weeks. I heard about your father, and figured you’d need comforting,” she said in a husky tone. Kinsey knew exactly what kind of comforting the woman was offering.



Slut!



“Thanks for your concern, Candy, but Kinsey’s been with me the entire time. I wouldn’t have made it through without her.”



Candy barely glanced in Kinsey’s direction, as if she wasn’t in the least concerned about the frumpy woman his arm was around.



“Well, you know I’m here for you. Why don’t you come by my place on Saturday…”



“I think we already have plans Saturday, don’t we, Darling?” he asked as he looked into her eyes. He was pleading with her to play along. She was so shocked by the turn of events, she really wasn’t capable of speaking right then. She just looked at him slightly wide-eyed.



“Yes, yes we do.” He answered his own question. “We have to get going, Candy. It was good to see you. Tell your brother hello for me.”



Austin didn’t give Candy time to say another word. With his arm still around Kinsey, he moved to the front of the store. At the doors, he grabbed her in his arms, then swung her around to his back. She was so shocked by the motion, she automatically tightened her arms around his neck. Pushing the cart, he quickly stepped outside.



Luckily, the rain had eased up while they were in the store, so it was only a light drizzle. Austin rushed them to his car, opened the door, then set her inside in one smooth motion.



He quickly placed their items in the back of his Benz, then jumped in the driver's seat. He turned toward her, his hair wet, his cheeks flushed from the cold, and a look in his eye that warmed her up about a hundred degrees.



“What was that all about?” she asked. He didn’t try to insult her intelligence by playing dumb, at least.



“She was a woman I went on one date with a while back. There was no reason to go on a second date, but she never quite figured that out. I’ve run into her a couple times, and she’s done all she can to throw herself at me. It was easier to let her think you and I are a couple. I plan on that happening anyway,” he answered as if it was no big deal.



“You’re so damn presumptuous. Maybe I didn’t want to play in your little cat and mouse game, and for the last time, I’m not going out with you. I had sex with you - once. Big deal. It was forgettable, anyway,” she lied. She licked her lips, immediately knowing her words were a mistake, as she watched his eyes darken with desire.



Before she could utter another word, he was dragging her across the seats, her body crushed between the steering wheel and his rock solid chest. His obvious arousal was pressing into her quickly heating core. Her eyes widened as he lifted his hand into her hair and tugged hard, bringing her mouth down to his.



He wasn’t gentle or coaxing. He was outright demanding as he pressed his tongue against her lips, insisting she open for him. She gasped as sensations washed through her, giving him full access to her mouth.



His tongue ran along the edge of her lips, making them tingle, before he drove inside her mouth, making her lose all thoughts. One hand gripped her head, holding it in place, while his other ran down the curve of her back, and pulled her even tighter against him.



Without thought, she ground her hips against his, searching for relief. Pressure continued building inside her.



Pushing into him only made her burning need worse.



She groaned as multiple sensations washed over her, electricity sparking in the air.



She reached around his neck, running her fingers through his damp hair, tugging on the strands, needing him to keep kissing her. She’d never been so consumed.



Her heartbeat accelerated as she lost her breath. She slid her tongue in his mouth, and when he sucked on it, a shiver racked her from head to toe. He was turning her to jello with just a kiss.



As Austin’s hand slid under the hem of her shirt and straight up to her straining nipples, Kinsey was quickly forgetting all her reasons why an affair with him was a bad idea.



Chapter Seven



Austin was losing all semblance of control as he stroked Kinsey’s body. His hand moved under the hem of her shirt until finally he cupped her heavy breast in his hand, his thumb sliding across her tight nipple.



His tongue delved deeper in her mouth, tasting her, enveloping her.



Claiming her as his.



Her body was made for him. The way her spread thighs cradled him perfectly, the fit of her soft breast spilling from his palm, even the feel of her lips devouring his own. If his jeans weren’t in the way, he’d easily slip inside her heat, her body gripping him, sending him to another existence. One where pleasure was all that mattered.



He was losing it – forgetting he was in a store parking lot, forgetting anyone could pass by. He had one thought on his mind.



Claim her.



He reached down her sweats, his fingers gliding across the smooth, flat surface of her stomach, sliding inside the silk panties he’d just purchased for her.



He slid under the thin elastic, and when he felt her wetness – her readiness for him – his body throbbed in pain. He had to take her, now. He’d pleasure her more later.



He shifted to undo his pants, when there was a tapping on his window. Kinsey jerked from him, her eyes widened to the point that if he wasn’t in so much agony, it would’ve been comical.



There was tapping again and he glanced at the driver’s side window, unable to see out because they were so fogged up.



He couldn’t remember the last time he’d necked in a car. Not since he was a teenager, that’s for sure. He definitely couldn’t remember the last time someone had busted him in the middle of making love.



He’d only meant to kiss her for a few moments, to prove to her that, yes, it really was that good. For her to blow him off hadn’t done wonders for his ego. He knew she was lying. She’d received just as much pleasure as him, but still, it had stung.



“Hello. Please roll down your window,” came an authoritative voice.



Austin sighed as Kinsey jumped from his lap as if he had the plague, and quickly resumed her seat, her head cast down, while her body practically hugged the passenger door. He finally rolled down his window to find an officer standing there with his flashlight shining in directly at him.



“Evening, officer. What can I do for you?” Austin asked, quickly recovering.



The cop looked at Austin, then Kinsey, surprise showing on his features. It was obvious he’d expected to find a couple of teenagers.



“Hello, Sir. There’s no loitering in the store parking lot,” the officer finally said, a small smirk on his face.



Austin could practically feel the heat radiating off of Kinsey’s face. He knew she was as red as a fire engine.



“Sorry about that. We were just… um… talking,” Austin said. He knew the officer didn’t buy it, but what was he supposed to say? Sorry Officer, but I’m so damn horny for this woman, I forgot where I was. I just about had her pants down when you interrupted us. He somehow didn’t think that would go over too well.



“Why don’t you finish your….um, talking, at home. Have a nice day, folks. I’ll wait here to make sure you don’t have any engine problems.” With that, he turned and walked back to his cruiser. Austin shifted the vehicle into drive, flashed on his lights, and quickly merged into traffic.



He didn’t say anything until they were parked at the hospital. Kinsey immediately tried to jump from the car, but he grabbed her arm.



He couldn’t believe how off kilter she was constantly throwing him. He looked at her head until she finally turned and locked eyes with him. She was shaken, that much was obvious, as tremors still racked her body.



She was also afraid. He could understand that. They had something… something unusual. It scared the hell out of him, too.



“I need to go,” she whispered in a plea. He knew she wanted to build her walls back up. He had no choice but to let her, but what he wanted was to drag her home with him.



“Kinsey…”



“I have to work, Austin. Thank you for the ride, and the items, but I have to get inside. I’m late now,” she said more firmly. She was gaining her iron will back.



“Fine,” he said and let go of her arm. She scrambled out of the car and took a few steps toward the hospital, her slippers visibly getting soaked. “You forgetting something?”



She turned as he opened the trunk. He saw the hesitation, like she wanted to just leave the items there. Finally, she walked back and grabbed her bags.



“I can help you carry them,” he offered. She looked down at the three bags, then at him with an, are you kidding me, look.



“I’m neither helpless, nor a damsel in distress. I do appreciate your help tonight, but I’m not trying to play hard to get, Austin. I’m too busy for a relationship, and we just don’t…well, we don’t click. I told you, I don’t do affairs. Let it go.” With those words, she turned and walked inside. He admired the view of her hips moving as she marched off.



He smiled. He didn’t really know why. She was the most frustrating female he’d ever dealt with, but he liked her. Really liked her, as a matter-of-fact.



“See ya soon, Kinsey,” he called. He watched her step falter for a moment, before she resumed her pace. He waited until she was safely inside before he climbed back into his car. He turned up the music on the radio and sang along. For having to go home and take an ice cold shower, he was feeling pretty good.



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A few days passed with Kinsey managing to avoid Austin. Apparently, something at the offices had come up and he’d been unable to make it to the hospital during her shifts.