How I Tamed The Billionaire Playboy

Chapter 12

Jane POV

I moaned quietly, "God." "I don't think I can take it any longer. Eric, please! I screamed his name and grabbed as hard as I could, burying my hands in his smooth brown hair.

Eric groused as he pushed inside of me, "Yeah, sweetheart." With only one hand, he took hold of both of my wrists and held them over my head while pinning me down and f*****g me nonstop. His body shifted and became stiff; after that, he bucked more vigorously than ever.

I sighed gently as a feeling that nearly seemed like I was being gripped between the legs began to rise in my lower tummy. After Eric pushed inside of me, I had my first orgasm, a tremendous wave that swept over me. I flung my head back, groaning loudly, and strained every muscle in my body against Eric's massive build as it enveloped me in a wonderful haze.

Eric rammed into me while mumbling and moaning. I groaned once again as I felt him halt and flow inside of my p***y and could feel his c**k twitching and cramping inside of me.

Before pulling out,Eric let out a little grunt. His c**k was already softening, as I could see. He covered my body with a sheet, put an arm over me, closed his eyes, and cuddled.

I stared. Are you not... I stumbled and felt foolish. I apologized, I mean. "I have never done this before. I'm not exactly sure what happens next.

Eric smirks. I certainly want to cuddle you for a while, he added. I'm open to ideas, however.

I smiled as I slid into the cushions and closed my eyes. I responded drowsily, "Snuggling is OK. "Believe me. Everything is good.

Eric POV

A loud noise can be heard coming from the other side of the wall. I sighed and raised my hand in the air.

I said, "Be quiet." God, is it impossible for a man to sleep here?

I blinked open my eyes and cried out in shock. I wasn't in my luxurious king-size bed at home. I was somewhere else, somewhere more compact, with walls made of concrete blocks and a ceiling painted in flaky white.

I had not moved from Jane's bed.

“f**k!” I grumbled as I pushed the cover off my nude body and hopped frantically about the room trying to put my trousers and underwear back on. What the heck was I thinking, I exclaimed?

“Eric? Are you all right? The corridor was filled with the sound of Jane. She showed up a few seconds later wearing a sweatshirt with a stain on the chest, a pair of patterned pajama trousers, and managed to look adorable and mousy at the same time.

Yeah, I said, "Uh-huh." "I can't believe I dozed off. What time is it, holy sh*t?"

Jane snickered. She did look cute when she smiled, I had to give her that. Additionally, she had been a wildcat in the sack. Oh my goodness. She had beyond my wildest expectations. I never would have imagined that a timid little virgin like her could take c**k like a champion.

Jane said, "It's a little after 10." "You were just gone for a short while. Hey, would you want to eat? I ordered Chinese food.

I entered her cramped living room and saw a little feast laid up as I entered. On top of it, there was a clean plate with two undamaged wooden chopsticks. I scowled as I realized she had clearly intended to surprise me.

I said, "I can't." You know how it goes, I've had to get home."

Jane nodded, but she had a dejected expression.

I crossed the room and put my shoes on, quietly pleading with her not to say something dumb. I'm not sure how I'll take it if you start telling me you're falling for me. I mean, why in the world did I have to bang a virgin? What was the purpose of it, anyway?

So, I uttered. Probably see you tomorrow, right?

Jane nodded. You don't have to go, she enthused. "You are welcome to stay. My bed isn't the best, to be honest. However, I believe it to be rather comfy. She drew forward and wrapped her arms over my neck.

I gave her a short kiss while enjoying the flavor of the perspiration on her lips. She was really quite kind. I regretted having treated her so poorly in the past. However, it didn't follow that I was prepared for anything more than a light-hearted f*ck buddy relationship. After all, if I had to work for my father, what the heck else was I going to do? I wouldn't exactly have the free time I was accustomed to working at Creovation, Inc. and doing menial tasks. I was already beginning to envy Robin for having the freedom to go whenever he pleased.

I said, "Can't stay." In someone else's bed, I will never sleep well. You comprehend, correct?

Jane nodded. She said, "Not really. She looked down at the soiled wooden planks while biting her lip and blushing. Oh well, she continued. I'm all right.

I turned my head sideways. "Why not?" I asked.

Jane gave a shrug. I don't know, she muttered. Eric, I'll see you then.

She sprinted down the hallway and into the restroom before I had a chance to respond. I sighed and got out of there before I had time to consider whether or not she was sobbing.

I was astonished to find that I couldn't relax when I got home. Usually, the time I spent alone after s*x was some of my favorite moments ever since it was then that I felt the most at ease. I enjoyed making myself a drink and relaxing while thinking about the beautiful lady I had just cheated on.

However, this time was unique. I couldn't relax for some reason, not even with a tumbler of whiskey in my hand. Jane's unhappy face as I left her apartment had me feeling as if I had abruptly dashed all of her hopes.

I reasoned that it was just because she was a virgin. She has no prior dating history, thus it stands to reason that she would be possessive.

I ought not to have had s*x with her. I didn't need my subconscious to constantly remind me of it since I already knew it. However, I was aware of my error and pondered what I might do to put it right.

At twenty-seven, I've never been in a committed relationship. Yes, I've gone on dates, but I've never found a lady who appeared unique enough to be married.

Hell, I never found a lady alluring enough to compel me to marry her. All the ladies I've f****d were stunning; some of them were even model-worthy. However, there was never a relationship of any sort.

I scowled as I remembered the talk I'd had with Jane in the limo's backseat. I trembled as I became aware that she was the only person I had ever been completely honest with.

What in the world was going on with me?

I sipped three more whiskeys before crawling into bed, where I slept off in a dreamless slumber.

My father summoned me into his office the following morning at the crack of dawn. My stomach was in knots because I was afraid he would accuse me of sleeping with Jane on my first day of work. He instead squinted his eyes.

He added gently, "Eric, be aware that I'm going to be keeping a very careful watch on you. So now you know. Never consider stepping out of bounds.

I chuckled. Pops, why in the world do you believe I'd act in such a way? I grinned. "I know you're going to take away my inheritance. Therefore, it is apparent that I will act appropriately.

I secretly praised myself for having my father lose control as he became visibly furious.

My father growled, "You know this is serious, Eric. Leaning over his desk, he stood up. A large, irate vein was protruding from his forehead. "This is a business, my business! If you do something foolish or risk bringing legal action against us, God! Take a look at how you made me deal with you!

I snorted and crossed my arms over my chest, saying, "Come the f**k on." "Dad, what in the name of God do you think I'm going to do?"

My father became purple from his rage. Dad growled, "Don't put me to the test, Eric. "Don't even consider going over an unsuitable line!"

What on earth are you talking about? I lost it. Give me some f*****g credit, please! I just began yesterday!

Dad said, "You were sneering at Jane." "You were gazing at her in a manner that may lead to a s****l harassment claim against us! Eric, keep your f*cking d**k in your trousers!

Rolling my eyes, I turned on my heel and walked out of the office after saying, "Whatever."

But as soon as I was alone, I realized that my father probably wasn't mistaken. I wasn't sure whether he really intended to take my inheritance, but I didn't want to take any chances. And maybe he was right—maybe I would have been fired the moment someone had seen me kissing Jane in the workplace.

Jane greeted me as I passed by her desk, "Hi Eric." She was decked out in a low-cut black dress that enhanced the already stunning appearance of her t**s. She gave me a sexy grin and pushed her arms against her breasts to accentuate a stunning line of cleavage as I passed.

I snarled, "Whatever," as I pushed by her and sat down firmly at my desk.

Jane's smile faded, but I could tell she was still trying to be cheerful.

"Did you make it home safely last night?" I was starving, but I still had all that Chinese food. Do you want some? "I brought it to work," Jane said. She was holding a lunch bag in the air. "Don't you think that sounds good?"

I glanced at her, understanding how many times I'd messed up. She was a nice girl, far too nice for me. And now, unless I did something drastic, I was gradually breaking her heart one small piece at a time.

I forced a grin as I locked my gaze on Jane. "You know, unless it's about work, don't talk to me," I replied casually. "Creovation, Inc. isn't a place for idle chit-chat. I'm shocked my father didn't mention it to you during the interview."

Jane burst into tears and bolted out of the room, sprinting down the hall aimlessly. As I saw her rush away, a piercing pang pierced me in the chest.

I'm sorry, I thought as I watched her go away. But this is the only way it can be. It's all for the best.