The Billionaire's Son 7 : Equinox (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) by Arabella Quinn Page A
Authors: Arabella Quinn
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about to do. Derek's soft chuckle had my face flaming with embarrassment.
"Whoa, Princess. You're ready for more? Already?" Derek smiled teasingly at me.
The erotic sights around me did ha ve my pussy aching for more - as long as it was from Derek. I felt as if I could never get enough of him . "I was just, uh…"
Derek's mouth was tantalizingly close to my breast. His fingers stroked and tweaked my nipple, sending sweet jolts of desire straight to my core. "I know you like to watch. I still remember seeing you r head peeking out the window in the cabana. I loved knowing you were watching me. And I loved catching you at it even more. Too bad you ran away before I could really punish you."
My mouth dropped open. The humiliation of that day had already burned me before , but I was way pas t that now. There was no reason to try to hide it from Derek - that I craved his body or that I had discovered a kinky side to myself . Actually , he see med to be quite turned on by it . But, I suspected that he would run in the opposite direction if he knew I was in love with him. As long as I hid my true heart from him, I could revel in our time together . I would deal with the inevitable hear t b r eak later .
I smiled coyly. "Yes, you never punish ed me properly . Y ou 're always talk ing a big game , but-"
I inhaled a sharp breath as Derek clamped his teeth gently around my nipple and pulled it . A warm moisture instantly flooded between my legs. My head lolled back as his teeth released my nipple and I felt his lips and tongue laving it with attention. A renewed surge of desire washed over me as Derek s ucked my breast into his mouth.
My hands were running urgently across his smooth body when I felt him tense. To my dismay, Dere k stopped his glorious torture.
He whispered, "Ethan is watching. I don't want to share you with him. W e're pressing our luck hanging around here - we really need to get out of here before people start to join our fun or before someone recognizes either one of us ."
My heart sank, but I knew he was right. I quickly checked to see that no one could hear me. Quietly, I responded, "How are we going to get out of here?"
Derek snuggled closer to my ear. "As soon as Ethan isn't watching, we'll make our move. Wait… a woman is approaching Ethan. Uh, he's pretty distracted right now. Let me sit up and check i f anyone's watching."
I shifted off Derek's body so that he could move. He sat up and looked aro und.
Leaning down, he whispered, "We're clear. Let's go. Everyone is too busy right now to notice."
Derek stood and helped me to my feet. I felt my body flush with heat when I saw hi s eyes sweep over my body encased in the rope harness. Derek grabbed my hand and started leading me silently toward the french doors at the back of the room that l ed directly outdoors.
On our way through the ballroom, Derek picked up first one discarded robe and then another. We slipped out the door without anyone noticing, and then quickly put on the robes in the brisk night air.
"C'mon. Follow me."
I felt an eerie sense of déjà vu as Derek silently whisked me away from the manor house. We left the formal gardens and circled around the formidable house. I wondered briefly if Derek's private investigator, Scott , would be waiting for us like last time, but when we got to the car, Derek reached behind the front tire and extracted a key. I suppressed a laugh at t he triumphant look on his face.
Derek handed me the key. "I think you better drive."
I finally breathed a sigh of relief after I weaved through the parked cars, drove down the long drive and departe d through the manor gates that automatically swung open. Once out on the open road, I felt a tugging on my robe. Startled, I looked over at Derek.
Grinning mischievously, he said, "Now that we're alone, you seem to be way overdressed…"
My stomach fluttered as I felt Derek's hand slipping under my robe and sliding up my thigh. I concentrated on keeping the car on
"Whoa, Princess. You're ready for more? Already?" Derek smiled teasingly at me.
The erotic sights around me did ha ve my pussy aching for more - as long as it was from Derek. I felt as if I could never get enough of him . "I was just, uh…"
Derek's mouth was tantalizingly close to my breast. His fingers stroked and tweaked my nipple, sending sweet jolts of desire straight to my core. "I know you like to watch. I still remember seeing you r head peeking out the window in the cabana. I loved knowing you were watching me. And I loved catching you at it even more. Too bad you ran away before I could really punish you."
My mouth dropped open. The humiliation of that day had already burned me before , but I was way pas t that now. There was no reason to try to hide it from Derek - that I craved his body or that I had discovered a kinky side to myself . Actually , he see med to be quite turned on by it . But, I suspected that he would run in the opposite direction if he knew I was in love with him. As long as I hid my true heart from him, I could revel in our time together . I would deal with the inevitable hear t b r eak later .
I smiled coyly. "Yes, you never punish ed me properly . Y ou 're always talk ing a big game , but-"
I inhaled a sharp breath as Derek clamped his teeth gently around my nipple and pulled it . A warm moisture instantly flooded between my legs. My head lolled back as his teeth released my nipple and I felt his lips and tongue laving it with attention. A renewed surge of desire washed over me as Derek s ucked my breast into his mouth.
My hands were running urgently across his smooth body when I felt him tense. To my dismay, Dere k stopped his glorious torture.
He whispered, "Ethan is watching. I don't want to share you with him. W e're pressing our luck hanging around here - we really need to get out of here before people start to join our fun or before someone recognizes either one of us ."
My heart sank, but I knew he was right. I quickly checked to see that no one could hear me. Quietly, I responded, "How are we going to get out of here?"
Derek snuggled closer to my ear. "As soon as Ethan isn't watching, we'll make our move. Wait… a woman is approaching Ethan. Uh, he's pretty distracted right now. Let me sit up and check i f anyone's watching."
I shifted off Derek's body so that he could move. He sat up and looked aro und.
Leaning down, he whispered, "We're clear. Let's go. Everyone is too busy right now to notice."
Derek stood and helped me to my feet. I felt my body flush with heat when I saw hi s eyes sweep over my body encased in the rope harness. Derek grabbed my hand and started leading me silently toward the french doors at the back of the room that l ed directly outdoors.
On our way through the ballroom, Derek picked up first one discarded robe and then another. We slipped out the door without anyone noticing, and then quickly put on the robes in the brisk night air.
"C'mon. Follow me."
I felt an eerie sense of déjà vu as Derek silently whisked me away from the manor house. We left the formal gardens and circled around the formidable house. I wondered briefly if Derek's private investigator, Scott , would be waiting for us like last time, but when we got to the car, Derek reached behind the front tire and extracted a key. I suppressed a laugh at t he triumphant look on his face.
Derek handed me the key. "I think you better drive."
I finally breathed a sigh of relief after I weaved through the parked cars, drove down the long drive and departe d through the manor gates that automatically swung open. Once out on the open road, I felt a tugging on my robe. Startled, I looked over at Derek.
Grinning mischievously, he said, "Now that we're alone, you seem to be way overdressed…"
My stomach fluttered as I felt Derek's hand slipping under my robe and sliding up my thigh. I concentrated on keeping the car on
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