My hottest Billionaire a Boss

Fifteen

An action that just

brought her closer to him, pressed against the hard length of his body at

breast and hip and thigh as Edward plundered her mouth, bruising her

lips with the force of his passion.

‘That…’ he said at last when the need to breathe forced him to lift his

head. ‘That is what you were inviting and you damn well know it.’

That and a whole lot more, Liza had to admit, even if only in the

privacy of her thoughts. Because the truth was that, held close this way she could be in no doubt as to what else she had been inviting. The

heated evidence of the arousal she had sparked in Edward was hard

against her stomach, making her nerves quiver in apprehensive response.

Apprehensive because the power of his assault on her mouth revealed the

force of the passion she had unleashed and the recognition of that force

made her mind split in two with contrasting feelings.

One part of her welcomed it, something vital and female in her soaring

and singing at the thought that here was a man who wanted her for her.

A man who wanted her as a woman and with no thought at all at this

moment for what she could give him or bring to him in inheritance.

Edward had no need of anyone to give him anything. He was

complete in himself rich and powerful beyond any of her imaginings and

yet right at this moment, this man wantedher .

But at the same moment there was a fearful tremor that knotted her

insides with the recognition of the fact that she had never ever

encountered anything or anyone like this before. The few casual

relationships she had had while growing up had been relaxed and

uninvolved. Even her engagement , she saw now, had been a low-

key affair with no real passion between them. The reasons for which she

now knew.

But this, she recognised as Edward took her mouth again this was

another thing entirely. This made her tremble all over made her legs

weaken beneath her. She was adrift on a storm tossed ocean lifted high

on foaming waves that could just as easily drop her down with sickening

speed, into the darkest, deepest abyss. And if that happened then

those waves would close over her, drowning her completely.She was

totally unprepared for the force of those feelings, as naïve and innocent

before them as she had been when she had first seen Edward all those

years before, tumbling headlong into a wild and foolish crush that had turned her world upside down and inside out.

And the truth was that she didn’t care. For the first time in a long, long

while she felt wonderfully, truly alive. Alive in a way that her relationship

with She and everything about it had never been able to make her feel.

And the most important thing was tha she felt like a woman, fizzing with

the real excitement that being female could bring, burning with the real

heat of a woman’s sensual need.

And so she let her mouth open further under Edward’s. She let her

tongue tangle with the play of his as she gave herself up to the need that

was throbbing in her veins. And she let her body melt against the lean toned lines of his, loving the way that his arms held her, the brush of a

strand of hair against her forehead the heat and scent of him that

enfolded her totally.

Yes she whispered when at last she snatched a chance to speak.You’re

right. That is what I was inviting.She took his mouth in a slow, sensual kiss, slicking her tongue along his

lips and nibbling lightly with sharp white teeth on the fullness of the

lower one, making his breath catch in his throat in response.

And this…The words were spoken against his neck as she trailed her

kisses down over his jaw the strong lines of his throat and into the

hollow revealed by the open neck of his shirt where his pulse jumped and

throbbed betraying the effect she was having on him.Lizw…His hands tightened round her then abruptly released her again. But just as she was struggling with a sense of bitter disappointment she

realised that the release was only so that he could touch her in more

places stroking over her arms, down her back big hands long fingered

warm-palmed splaying out across her buttocks, easing her even closer to

the heat of his hunger for her.

A hunger that she felt too, pooling deep between her legs. A hunger that

made her impatient for more so that when he tugged at her shirt, pulling

it free from the waist band of her trousers, she made no move to pull

away instead nestling closer and pressing swift encouraging kisses along

his exposed collarbone.

The touch of his hands on her bare skin made her draw in her breath on a

sharp, gasping cry, combining her delight and her disbelief that this was

happening all in one sound.

Was it possible that this devastating man really wanted her? She could

hardly believe it, but it was what she needed so much. She needed to feel

his touch, know his possession. She wanted this, even if just for one

night. One night that would wipe away the wounds left by Sam

rejection. After that, let the future take care of itself.

‘I think we could be a bit more comfortable…’

Edward swung her off her feet as he spoke and carried her over to the

big velvet-covered settee that stood against the wall. As he deposited

her on the cushions, he came down with her, his hands already busy with

the buttons on her shirt, tugging them open, peeling the material away so

that it exposed the soft flesh of her breasts in the pale red bra. The sensation of his mouth on her skin was almost shocking in the delight

it gave. Liza felt as if this was what she had been waiting for for so

long—all her life, it seemed. Certainly ever since the moment she had

first set eyes on him in the field stables all those years before.

Her head fell back and she closed her eyes, the better to feel the

tantalising sensations that trailed over her skin from that wickedly

knowing mouth as he kissed his way down from her throat and over the

soft curves below. For a moment he didn’t trouble to remove her bra but

kissed her through the fine silk, swirling his tongue over a straining

nipple, moistening the material so that it clung to her sensitised skin. The

next moment she was choking on a cry of delight as his mouth closed fully

over her teasing at first, then suckling hard. He even let his teeth

scrape lightly over the silk covered n****e making her arch against him in

heated delight.

Edward.

Her hands were in his hair, wildly clutching, holding his head close to her,

keeping his mouth where she needed it. She only eased her hold on him

when having flicked open the front fastening of her bra, he used his

teeth to move the loosened cups to one side allowing his lips and tongue

and teeth unrestricted access to her bare skin. And if she had thought

that the sensations of his caress through her clothing were intense now

she felt close to swooning in delight as he gave the same attention to the

exposed skin creating stinging pleasure waves that seared their way

down from this tiny focus point to the most intimate spot between her

leg where now she burned for his possession.

As if he sensed her need he shifted slightly let his hands move lower

stroking caressing as they went until they were stopped by the tight

waistband of her trousers.

For a moment she held her breath, waiting for him to open the fastening move lower still. But just as he had with her breasts so now he

subjected her to more delightful torture of waiting caressing and

teasing her through her clothes, cupping her so that the heat of his

broad male palm reached her through the cotton, adding to the already

burning need that pulsed at her most intimate core.

Edward!’

It was a cry of protest, of hunger, of need. She wanted more than this.

Needed his touch more intimately. Needed him more. And even when she

lifted her hips from the cushions, pressing herself against his hard

fingers, it was not enough.The pleasure of his touch was blunted by the

folds of material between them and it was not his touch she wanted

buthim . She needed to know the full truth of his most intimate

possession and only that would satisfy her.

They weren’t close enough.He was still fully clothed for one thingfrustrating her need to touch him all over to know the sensation of skin

on skin her naked body against his. She didn’t have his skill with the

buttons her eyes still closed as she dealt with them blind but after a

few moments tugging and twisting they were open and she heard his soft

laughter deep in his throat as he helped her at last, shrugging off his

jacket and then his shirt barely pausing in his attentions to her breasts

as he did so.

And these will have to go…

Kneeling up, he slid down the zip on her trousers, then, hooking his

fingers at the loosened waistband eased them down her legs, taking the

pale pink knickers with them. That tormenting mouth followed the path

of her clothing, kissing its way down the exposed skin from her waist

along her thighs right to her toes then back up again lingering on the cluster of curls between her legs making her cry out in shock and wonder

as her hands reached down to clutch at his dark head once more.

This is what you were inviting.