Chapter 18

Rock closed his eyes as Vivian relaxed against his chest, the smell of her arousal and the feel of her in his arms almost enough to push him over the edge. If he didn’t carry that stupid cast on his ankle, he’d sweep her up in his arms and carry her to his bed.

He knew it wasn’t possible and disappointment settled in his bones.  He didn’t want to ravish her beside the pool, because he wanted their first time to be special. Slow. Gentle. Breathtaking.

It was best to go inside. He might still be able to convince her to stay, although he feared the interruption might make her realize she should leave. After all she had to work the next day.

“Hungry, sweetheart?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.

“Actually, yes.” She stretched out on top of him and the shift of pressure hardened his body again. He needed to get his release or he was doomed to spend the night in the tub filled with ice cubes.

Vivian stood up and helped him to retrieve his crutches, before she slipped into the fluffy bathrobe and tightened the belt.

“You should stay naked,” he said and enjoyed the way she flushed. The spark of desire in her eyes told him she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea. It was a naughty thought to have her walk through his house stark naked while he was fully dressed. He groaned. Food could wait.

Vivian turned around, her eyes dark with desire and slowly opened her bathrobe. He gasped at her beauty and his hardening erection threatened to burst his zipper. Unfortunately his hands were occupied with those damned crutches or he would have used them to send soft shivers of delight across her skin.

She seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, because she took a step back out of his reach and licked her lips. That goddamn sexy woman. He needed to get inside her fast, or risk embarrassing himself like a schoolboy.

“Where do you want me?” she said, her voice a husky whisper and he almost toppled over.

“My bedroom,” he said, swallowing hard. “Upstairs, first door on the left.”

She swayed her hips seductively and he could swear, his zipper would explode any second. Then she turned around and walked up the stairs, one elegant, agonizingly slow step after another. The bathrobe slipped down her shoulders and came to a halt about mid-back when she bent her elbows. His mouth went dry.

He’d practiced walking up and down the stairs, but between his insane arousal and the seductive woman walking three steps in front of him, he had to pause several times and steady his balance. He cursed his ankle at the same time he gave thanks for the accident that had caused it.

As she entered his bedroom, she straightened her elbows and the bathrobe slid to the floor, leaving him gaping at her naked backside.

“Oh my god, you’re simply gorgeous,” he whispered, frozen in place, staring at her.

Then, she oh-so-slowly turned around and again his patience was tested. She looked at him from lowered eyelids and as his eyes ravished her body, it flushed with anticipation and the smell of her arousal filled the air.

 He took a few steps toward her, backing her up against the bed, and then he tossed his crutches to the floor, grabbing her shoulders and taking her mouth in a rough and needy kiss.

He captured her moans in his mouth and his entire being prickled when she pressed her soft breast against his chest. It was too much. He’d wanted slow and gentle. But slow had to wait.

When he came up for air, he grinned down at her and then gave her a little push, making her fall backwards onto the lush bed. He tore off his clothes and followed her down, placing his weight on his elbows.

His hands cupped her breasts, beading the sensitive nipples between his thumbs and forefingers while he showered her with kisses on her face, her neck and her collarbone.

“Rock, you’re driving me out of my mind,” she complained, as desperate to be joined with him, as he was.

“Hmm… you feel so good.” It was true, never had skin against skin felt so wonderful. Deliciously sinful. Her skin was soft like silk and oh so responsive. Her nipples stood like taut peaks and the barely visible hairs on her body stood on end in the wake of his touch. “… and you taste even better.” Rock licked the sweetness from her skin, and moved down to taste the unique aroma of her arousal.

When he couldn’t hold back another second, he grabbed a condom from the nightstand, slipped it over, and settled himself right up against her. He used a finger to tip her chin up and held her gaze while he pushed himself inside of her. “God, Vivian. You are incredible. We’ll have to do slow later.”

“I never said I wanted slow,” she murmured, thrusting her hips into him.

He was buried to the hilt inside her warm, wet and wonderfully tight channel.  After giving her a few seconds to accommodate his entire length, he shifted his weight slightly to take pressure of his broken ankle and then thrust into her. Hard and fast strokes. One more powerful than the previous. She squeaked noises of delight with each thrust and a short time later, he felt her body tighten beneath him.

Her eyes darkened to almost black, causing the need in him, to topple over the edge into bliss together with her. He paused for a moment, beads of sweat glistening on her skin.

“Come with me this time,” he murmured.

Vivian nodded and on his next powerful thrust, she climaxed, screaming his name and digging her nails into his back, while he felt the earthshattering release of the accumulated sexual tension of the last few days. For a moment he thought he would die, right there in her arms.

Long after she’d stopped convulsing around his cock, sucking him dry, he held himself still inside of her, savoring the tightness around him until his arms finally gave out. He settled onto the mattress, moving his weight to the side so that he wouldn’t crush her and keeping their bodies intimately joined together.

“Stay with me, please,” he whispered and tugged a strand of hair behind her ear.

Vivian moved with the laziness of a truly sated woman and looked at him with her amazing blue eyes. Would he ever stop feeling a surge of warmth at looking into those eyes?

“I have to work tomorrow,” she hedged.

“Please. Spend the night with me. I’ll drive you home early in the morning,” he begged. He could see logic and desire fighting in her eyes and finally she relented. “Okay. But we need to get up real early tomorrow morning.”

“No problem; I’m an early riser,” he said with a deep chuckle.

“I’m not,” Vivian pouted and he kissed that seductive mouth of hers. Which was a mistake – or maybe it wasn’t – because his shaft rose again. She noticed and arched her core into him.

“This time we’ll take it slow.” He promised her sweet torture. “I want to explore every single inch of your body and make you come many, more times.” His dirty talk sent a sexy rosy shimmer to her skin. After he’d loved her three more times, she drifted to sleep in his arms.

His heart was bursting with love for the petite woman in his arms. She looked so relaxed and peaceful. When he was finally able to take his eyes of her beautiful body, he covered her with a blanked and slipped out of bed and hobbled into the hallway to call his housekeeper.

He asked her to come in extra early the next morning and make breakfast for them. Just when he was about to hang up, he had an idea. An idea that would let the wonderful woman he loved sleep an extra hour.

“Alexa, could you please buy three sets of business attire?”

“Is this for Miss Vivian? Just so I know the size?” his housekeeper asked.

“Yes.” Rock didn’t have to explain anything.

“Perfect, Rock. I’ll be there tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you.” Rock hung up. His housekeeper was a true gem and had worked for him for almost fifteen years. He loved her discretion and the way she cared for him. She was almost like a mother. He could trust her to pick the perfect outfits for Vivian to wear for work tomorrow.

 

Then he slipped back into bed, wrapping his arm around Vivian and falling fast asleep.