My Restless Billionaire

Make me forget

"Does he know where you are?" James asks in shock and awe at this woman's bravery. " No, I changed my name to my mother's maiden name, and I use my second name here, I've been able to keep myself hidden for 2 years, Dad helped me get the job with the local doctor at first, and then when he returned I took over. Andrew was as never here so I doubt he would look for me here, but going back to the city, I feel really anxious"...looking into his eyes she can see the disappointment " But I want to go with you, see where you live, see what you do, and be a normal couple, go out and enjoy life"..." It's ok, Jess, you don't have to go, I can commute from the city, and we can keep you safe here." She looks at him with eyes big and round, "You would do that for me?" James smiles and lets her know that he wants her safe, and although it would have been nice, he understands her reluctance to venture into the city. "I feel so helpless and like such a wimp"...she softly cries and crushes her face to his chest. James lifts her and places her bottom on the chest of drawers against the wall making it easier to look her in the eye as he cups her cheeks and wipes the tears. Looking into her eyes reassures her "you are brave beyond understanding Jess, now I know why you fought me hand and tooth when I found you in the water, it makes sense now"... James chuckles" but all jokes aside, you are fierce woman, enduring everything he put you through, physically and emotionally, and to still get up daily with that beautiful smile on your face, that takes balls, woman, and I mean bigger than any guy's I know. You have nothing to be ashamed of, you are the bravest person I know...I grew up with not much and build this and my only problem is not sleeping...that is just...nothing in comparison to what you endured at his hands...I have to confess, after hearing what he did to you and made you endure I want to get him alone and".....shhh she husses him, "You don't need to do anything, I've made my peace with it, although some days are harder than others, I get by. I'm not afraid of men in general, although I'm weary of them, I guess you noticed that I am careful"..." more like guarded, self-preserved in your interactions, standoffish with your emotions, but the more you are hard to get Jess, the more I want to be with you".

Searching his eyes for honesty she finds nothing but raw honest emotion and her heart warms. Running her fingers through his hair, she pulls him closer and captures his lips. Kissing like her life depends on it they break out of breath, gasping, pupils diluted with need. Jess kisses his neck and hugs him close. Whispering in his ear for him to make her forget. Pulling away he looks at her, "is this the right thing right now? is it what you want Jess?" he questions, giving her a chance to change her mind and at that moment she loved him even more. "No one ever gave me a choice, most men would just take what is offered right now, but James, you are so different. And yes, this is what I want right now, what I need at this moment, to feel you move inside me, for you to love the raw unfiltered me for who I am." Looking at her tear-stained face and watery eyes he claims her lips. The salty drops spilled from her eyes as she gives him everything. Kissing her tears away he pulls her hips to the edge of the cabinet leaning her body back. His hands drift down her legs and spread them, she giggles at the look on his face "you are beautiful Jess" James says reverently as he kneels.

All giggles fade with a sharp intake of breath as he licks her c**t. Her body relaxes as a small moan breaks out from her lips. James' c**k aches to be buried inside her. Her breath hitches as he dips his tongue inside her. The sweetest honey doesn't compare to the taste of Jess, and he wants more. Her legs tighten around his head as she breaths hard and shallow. Her thighs begin a slow tremble under his grip. He sucks harder flicking her c**t with his tongue to drive her over the edge. Her hand fists in his hair pushing his face deeper and he moans on her flesh, relishing the slightly painful sensation of her tugging at his scalp. "Oh, f**k! James!" she screams as he sucks her harder, drawing her entirely into his mouth. Her body twitches and she shakes under his tongue as she claims her release and he drinks it in. She gasps for air, swallowing with eyes wide as she looks down at him between her thighs, his lips shiny with the remnants of her essence. Releasing her death grip on his scalp she grows limp and collapses back against the wall. Her exposed breasts heaving with every breath, deliciously ready for him to touch. Standing he adjusts himself pulling her into his body as she straddles his hips. Kissing her lips, "I can't get enough of you Jess" their tongues tangle, and her juice mixes with her saliva. She is driving him wild. The feel of her small body against his chest... he wants nothing more than to keep her safe... and that is what he is going to do.

Gripping her bottom he hoists her off the dresser and walks towards the bed, climbing on top with her still wrapped around his hips. Settling against the headboard he grips her hair lightly, pulling it to the side exposing her neck, his lips find their way below her ear, and the sound of her moan and the trembling of her body is all the answer he needs to her readiness. Lifting her bottom he positions himself at her entrance, leaning her back he pushes into her slowly, taking his time, her walls tight around him, the sensation almost overwhelming. Her fingers dig into his shoulders and her head falls back as she moans when he finally bottoms out, fully seated inside. James laces his fingers through her long hair and grips it right, pulling her lips to his, he captures her moan in a kiss and starts to slowly rock into her. Her body moved back and forth to his rhythm, gripping him deep and tight. Breaking the kiss she gasps and moans as he hits the deep sensitive areas of her insides, building a slow deep burning heat in her core. When he feels her tighten around him he dips his head pulling her back by her hair and takes a n****e between his lips sucking it in before biting down, the sudden sting sending her over the edge and he sucks and licks it to ease the pain as his name rolls from her lips in a slow deep moan. The intensity of her orgasm and the rhythmic tightening of her walls pulls him over with her, pushing into her hard and fast he finally spills inside her, and they both collapse. "That was.." she heaves "Magical" he finishes and Jess smiles at him before she rolls off him and he settles down next to her, wrapping his body around her and tucking her into his chest. Kissing her forehead he rubs her back in soothing circles. Absentmindedly kissing her hair every few seconds. His heart was full and his emotions threatened to overflow. He listens to her breathing as it settles and evens out, finally asleep...His mind takes off at a million miles a second, contemplating the events of the day that lead to them laying here together, and replaying her revelations, seeing the hurt, mistrust, and pain. She is such a passionate being with such deep-seated hurt and pain, it's a wonder she lets anyone close enough to touch her after being used and abused like that. He can't imagine the fear, of that man she carries around, the pain he put her through using her body as he wished, when he wished, r****g her day after day, and the courage she had to find a way out. To get away... 'I need to find out who this Andrew is, my crew can dig into him and make him pay' he thinks to himself, he can't just let it go.

No one ever connected with him on so many levels, especially sexually. No one matched his lust or stamina quite like Jess. She meshes with and wraps around him like a warm comforter, nothing is taboo, and although they haven't tried all his kinks, he knows that she would be willing as long as she trusts him to keep her safe and give her pleasure. He never fully showed anyone all that he is or wants to be, the real him....except for her... She knows, he wants to please and give pleasure, wanting to love and be loved. Wanting more than just the concrete jungle to roam, he much prefers roaming his tongue over every inch of her body. They are two sides to the same coin. Perfect together. He can tell she never opened up to anyone like this before. Only he knows the real her, the soft-loving person beneath the stuck-up doctor facade that keeps people at arm's length. All the sides of her that make her who she is. The broken uncertain frightening side, the feisty fierce competent woman, and the naughty, adventurous s*x goddess in between. He can gauge her moods, her reactions, and her feelings. He feels like he knows her more than anyone else ever has. It takes a lot for her to show the real her, he understands. People take advantage when you show a weaker, warmer, more hospitable, kind, loving side. Just like him, which is why he doesn't share much about himself at first when meeting someone new. He is so not used to it, I mean I haven't been in an actual relationship since high school. And yet they found each other. No other relationship he had was like this. None as intense, raw, open, high trust, sensual, romantic, deep, and dark all in one. I can't get enough of her, he thinks as his hand smoothes lazily over her lower back, this woman has become his, his woman, his weakness, his rescuer, his friend, his strength, and his lover all in one. The thought that he loves her has him stunned because he never expected this intense emotion so quickly, and he never dreamed that he would feel it. I love her... and with that thought, he drifts off to sleep with the moonlight softly kissing their naked bodies through her window.