The Billionaire's Son 8 : Always & Forever (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) by Arabella Quinn Page B
Authors: Arabella Quinn
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in."
Marcy loved to trade gossip, so I was surprised when she declined my offer. "I'd love to catch up with you and find out what you've been up to besides all this boring stuff. It seems you've been holding out on me. Clearly, it's something juicy, but I'll have to take a rain check."
Momentary panic set in. Could Marcy have heard something about The Club or Katia? Something was giving her that weird , knowing look.
Before I could manage a reply, she cut in. "I came to let you know that Mr. Vaughn wants to see you in his library ."
My heart started thumping in my chest. I hadn't laid eyes on Jackson since The Equinox party. I thought back in shame with how my body betrayed me so badly when Jackson took his turn pleasuring me while I was in the crazy box contraption. Luckily, I was sure that Jackson hadn't recognized me.
I had kn o w n that I would have to face Jackson sooner or later, but I thought I would have more time to prepare. Now, it seemed, my time was up.
I looked up at Marcy with wide eyes, betraying my nervousness. "I didn't even realize he was here."
Marcy nodded. " He just got here and he made it very clear that no one was to disturb you. You better hurry. "
Marcy left as I was hastily checking my makeup in a compact mirror that I fished from my purse. A fresh coat of lipstick and I was as ready as I could ever be. I approached the library with trepidation.
I tried to calm my frazzled nerves. Jackson was probably only looking for an update on my investigation. On the business end, I felt that I could give him some answers without alluding to the money laundering operation that I suspected. It was actua lly my personal reaction to Jackson that I was afraid of. Would I be able to face the ma n, my boss and Derek's father, who had brought me to such a powerful orgasm without betraying any emotion or making a fool of mysel f ? I would have to. I pasted on a serene no-nonsense face , took a deep breath and knocked on the library door.
When Jackson didn't answer, I knocked more forcefully. Still no answer. Hesitant ly , I tried the door knob and it turned easily. I opened the door and stepped inside. "Jackson?"
Before I could take another step, I was swept off my feet and spun around. Shocked, m y heart jumped wildly in my chest . Within moments; however, m y body reacted with wicked delight as I recognized the clean masculine s cent as my face pressed against Derek's solid chest . Derek slid me against his hard length as he set me back down on my feet.
His strong arms remained clasped behind the small of my back, pressing me intimately against him, as he smiled devilishly down at me. "Sorry to disappoint you, but… it's only me."
Trying to keep from squealing like a schoolgirl , I beamed up at him. "Derek! I'm so glad you're back. I've missed you so much."
" I 've missed you too , P rincess. I worked hard so that I could get back here early and surprise you." Derek's eyes were drinking me in like we had been parted for ages.
I laughed as realization dawned; "Now I know why Marcy was giving me such strange looks ! I think she must be suspicious about us now. I'm never going to hear the end of it…"
Despite his protests, Derek looked guilty , "I didn't tell her anything, but I'm not going to be able to hide my feelings for you forever. Anyway, I have another surprise for you, but first, I'd like a proper welcome home." Derek waited patiently.
I didn't need another invitation. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him into a n intoxicating kiss. My lips parted and our tongues slid together. My stomach fluttered as I realized how much I had missed this closeness.
Derek kept me pulled tight against his full length. "That's much better. Now , for your surprise. I know it's short notice, but you'll need to tell J ackson you wo n't be coming to work tomorrow."
My imagination running away from me, I lifted an eyebrow inquiringly, "And why is that?"
Derek chuckled. "Because I'm taking you to
Marcy loved to trade gossip, so I was surprised when she declined my offer. "I'd love to catch up with you and find out what you've been up to besides all this boring stuff. It seems you've been holding out on me. Clearly, it's something juicy, but I'll have to take a rain check."
Momentary panic set in. Could Marcy have heard something about The Club or Katia? Something was giving her that weird , knowing look.
Before I could manage a reply, she cut in. "I came to let you know that Mr. Vaughn wants to see you in his library ."
My heart started thumping in my chest. I hadn't laid eyes on Jackson since The Equinox party. I thought back in shame with how my body betrayed me so badly when Jackson took his turn pleasuring me while I was in the crazy box contraption. Luckily, I was sure that Jackson hadn't recognized me.
I had kn o w n that I would have to face Jackson sooner or later, but I thought I would have more time to prepare. Now, it seemed, my time was up.
I looked up at Marcy with wide eyes, betraying my nervousness. "I didn't even realize he was here."
Marcy nodded. " He just got here and he made it very clear that no one was to disturb you. You better hurry. "
Marcy left as I was hastily checking my makeup in a compact mirror that I fished from my purse. A fresh coat of lipstick and I was as ready as I could ever be. I approached the library with trepidation.
I tried to calm my frazzled nerves. Jackson was probably only looking for an update on my investigation. On the business end, I felt that I could give him some answers without alluding to the money laundering operation that I suspected. It was actua lly my personal reaction to Jackson that I was afraid of. Would I be able to face the ma n, my boss and Derek's father, who had brought me to such a powerful orgasm without betraying any emotion or making a fool of mysel f ? I would have to. I pasted on a serene no-nonsense face , took a deep breath and knocked on the library door.
When Jackson didn't answer, I knocked more forcefully. Still no answer. Hesitant ly , I tried the door knob and it turned easily. I opened the door and stepped inside. "Jackson?"
Before I could take another step, I was swept off my feet and spun around. Shocked, m y heart jumped wildly in my chest . Within moments; however, m y body reacted with wicked delight as I recognized the clean masculine s cent as my face pressed against Derek's solid chest . Derek slid me against his hard length as he set me back down on my feet.
His strong arms remained clasped behind the small of my back, pressing me intimately against him, as he smiled devilishly down at me. "Sorry to disappoint you, but… it's only me."
Trying to keep from squealing like a schoolgirl , I beamed up at him. "Derek! I'm so glad you're back. I've missed you so much."
" I 've missed you too , P rincess. I worked hard so that I could get back here early and surprise you." Derek's eyes were drinking me in like we had been parted for ages.
I laughed as realization dawned; "Now I know why Marcy was giving me such strange looks ! I think she must be suspicious about us now. I'm never going to hear the end of it…"
Despite his protests, Derek looked guilty , "I didn't tell her anything, but I'm not going to be able to hide my feelings for you forever. Anyway, I have another surprise for you, but first, I'd like a proper welcome home." Derek waited patiently.
I didn't need another invitation. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him into a n intoxicating kiss. My lips parted and our tongues slid together. My stomach fluttered as I realized how much I had missed this closeness.
Derek kept me pulled tight against his full length. "That's much better. Now , for your surprise. I know it's short notice, but you'll need to tell J ackson you wo n't be coming to work tomorrow."
My imagination running away from me, I lifted an eyebrow inquiringly, "And why is that?"
Derek chuckled. "Because I'm taking you to
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