At the Billionaire's Pleasure Christmas Stocking (5 page)

His heat
scorched me, burning through the layers of clothes I wore. I could
practically imagine what it would feel like to have him press his
naked body against me right here in the back of the car. Perhaps it
was the air or the constant teasing we had engaged in ever since we
had left the house. But I felt much bolder than usual. I drew back
and pressed my lips to the steady beat of his pulse that thrummed
in his neck. My teeth closing down over it as I nipped him
gently.

David
growled. A low rumbling deep in his chest that reverberated up
through my body, leaving me gasping and breathless. He had the
power to turn me into a quivering mess and he was determined to
show me who was boss.

His
fingers slid beneath the coat I wore, until they were pressed
against my breasts. Even though there was still a blouse and a bra
between his hands and my naked skin, every touch he laid on me was
heightened.

I moaned
against him as he squeezed my breast, slowly pinching my nipple
between his thumb and forefinger, drawing little gasping breaths
from me.

"I
thought you didn't like doing this in front of an
audience?"

David's
voice rumbled against my ear, making my eyes slide shut. I answered
him by pressing my body tighter against his, practically pushing my
breast into his hands. He laughed, a low throated rumble before
devouring my mouth with his. Our kiss pushing us to the edge of
decency. David's hands strayed across my body, slipping beneath my
blouse and leaving a trail of scorched skin in its wake.

The car
crunched to a halt, preventing us from going any further. I blushed
furiously as David drew away from me. His gaze hard and intense and
filled with desire. Swallowing hard I straightened my clothes and
glanced out the windows.

The view
of the landscape was still there. But directly in front of the
house sat the widest lake I had ever seen. The only thing that told
me that it was a lake was the sign written in both French and
English warning people to be careful on the ice, of lake Glacon.
Several people were already out on the ice, they moved quickly and
gracefully, it looked like several of them were simply chasing each
other about.

David
stepped out of the car and I followed him. The moment I left the
warmth of the backseat the cold air hit me instantly. My breath
formed little white puffs in front of my face and I scrambled in my
pockets searching for gloves. The place was beautiful but as far as
I was concerned in that instance it looked much better from the
warmth of a car.

It must
have been written all over my face because when David turned to
look at me he immediately burst into laughter.

"Not a
fan of the cold?" He teased as he wrapped his arm around me and
towed me towards the large house.

It
looked far more like an over sized hotel than an actual house. Part
of me couldn't help but wonder just how much a place like this cost
to rent for the weekend. I shook my head and opened my mouth to
answer him. But I caught sight of a small petite blonde bounding
down the steps towards us.

"You
made it!" She launched herself into David's arms. He was forced to
release his hold on me or they would have both tumbled backwards
down the steps. She wrapped herself around him, her legs around his
waist and her arms around his neck.

I
watched them, a little stunned for a few seconds as she gushed on
and on about how thrilled she was to see him.

David
caught sight of my expression and slowly began to extricate himself
from her grip.

"Lucia,
this is, Carrie, the woman I was telling you about."

She
turned her thousand watt smile on me, it faltered a little around
the edges as she took me in. I could imagine what she was thinking.
It was what every other woman thought when they saw me with David.
What is she doing with him!

I
plastered a smile on myself and reached my hand out to her. But
Lucia decided on something else. She wrapped her arms around me and
dragged me forwards into a hug. It took me completely by surprise
almost making me lose my footing on the step. David's hand on the
small of my back steadied us both.

"I'm so
glad to meet you, I've heard so much about you!" She released me
just as suddenly as she had grabbed me and inserted her body
between David and me. She linked him and started to drag him up the
steps towards the house.

"Just
wait until you see what they've done with..." Her voice droned on
as they disappeared over the top step. Letting out a cold sigh I
followed. This was the woman David had been talking with on the
phone. She was even prettier than I could have imagined. Blonde
hair pulled back into a ponytail, with large expressive blue eyes.
Her make-up was very understated and I could practically smell the
money on her. The entire situation reminded me of one of my
favourite regency romance novels. Lucia was old money. And I was a
nobody. The fact that she was stunning didn't help my confidence.
Swallowing back my fears I climbed up the last few steps and made
my way into the house.

The wall
of heat hit me instantly. I had never been more glad to be in a
centrally heated house. The chill from the air outside immediately
began to thaw from my bones as I wandered from room to
room.

I
followed the sound of Lucia's babbling and girlish voice to the
kitchen. She was pouring two glasses of champagne and eyed me
suspiciously as I entered the room. She handed one to David and
held one for herself.

"I
thought you might want to freshen up after your journey, while
David and I get reacquainted with one another." Daintily she sipped
from the glass and lifted one perfectly shaped eyebrow.

She
didn't want me there. I could feel it. The fact that she was making
it so obvious in the way she was speaking to me surprised me a
little and left me speechless for a few moments.

David
moved around the counter to my side and handed me the glass Lucia
had poured for him. "Lucy, I don't think you'll mind if I freshen
up as well. It was a long journey and well I have to show Carrie to
our quarters."

Lucia's
face instantly fell. She tried to cover it up with a fake smile but
I could tell from the way her shoulders slumped and the look she
gave me that she would have done anything to get rid of
me.

"No
problem. I'm going to head out and do some skating in a bit so head
on out when you're ready..."

She
moved around the counter placing her glass on the side. Her hand
lingered on David's arm as she passed him. "It's really good to see
you. The others are going to be thrilled that you made
it."

She shot
me a dirty look as she passed and made her way back into the hall.
I stared after her, unsure if my voice was working once more.
David's fingers pressed under my chin and he tilted my face back to
look at him.

"Take no
notice of Lucia. I view her as a little sister and well she has
always treated me as an older brother that she never
had..."

I gave
David a lopsided grin. But what I was really thinking was that
there was no way Lucia saw him as a brother and if she did... Well
she was obviously a little twisted if that was the case.

"You
call her Lucy?" I questioned as David made his way into the hall. I
followed him carrying the glass he had handed to me. I gulped back
the contents, I was sure I would probably need a lot more before
the weekend was over. What if the rest of David's friends were like
Lucia?

"Yeah,
it's a pet name. We've known each other since we were
teenagers."

I smiled
and nodded choosing not to comment on the situation any further.
David pushed open a large heavy wooden door and stepped into
another large hall. He gestured for me to follow.

"This is
our wing. We have our own living area, kitchen type area and
bedrooms. The main kitchen is back in the main area of the house.
But this at least affords us some privacy away from everyone
else."

"David,
how many others are here?"

"Six in
total I think not counting us. Lucia and her sister, Marcia. Dan
Bevens and his wife, Andrea. And Michael and Stephanie. They're
engaged."

I let
out a sigh of relief. Knowing that most of the rest of them were
couples made it easier. But what if Marcia was like her sister and
she spent her time throwing herself at David? If I had to watch
much more of it I was certain I would be sick.

David
wrapped his arms around me and crushed his lips to mine. His hands
wandering up and across my body. "I think we should get you out of
these clothes and into something a little more
suitable."

His
voice was husky as he began to strip me slowly. He backed me up
into another room and it wasn't until I felt the edge of the bed
against my calves that I realised that it was the bedroom. I
giggled as David pushed me down beneath him, his own hands fumbling
in his hurry to strip.

I
stopped giggling the moment his mouth came into contact with my
skin. Instead he drew a moan of pleasure from my lips as his mouth
hungrily explored my body.

"I've
wanted to do this since I saw you this morning." His eyes blazed
with desire as his fingers probed against my sex. Drawing a cry
from me and my hips bucked up to meet him.

His
erection was hard and pressed against my stomach as he toyed with
me. His mouth and hands deftly bringing me to the edge of my
pleasure before slowly withdrawing once more.

I panted
softly and David soothed me, his breath hot against my ear as he
whispered to me. "Slowly my love, not yet. I want to enjoy
you."

He
rolled me over, lying on his back he flipped me up and forced me to
straddle his hips. I had never felt so vulnerable and exposed in my
life. But I had also never felt more alive than in the moments when
David took control of my body.

His
hands dug into my skin, leaving little bruises across my hips as he
held me, poised above his shaft. I wriggled in his grip. I wanted
to feel him enter me. Wanted to feel him press up into me. I knew
how it would feel. Knew what it was like to be completed. But it
didn't stop me from gasping in surprise and need as he pushed the
tip of himself against me.

I dug my
fingers into his chest as David slammed up into me suddenly. The
movement stealing my breath and rolling my eyes back in my head. He
groaned beneath me as he filled me. My body clenching around him,
drawing him in deeper. It was more than me just wanting him. My
body craved him. It would want him no matter what. He was a part of
me, the missing piece, fitting into me. Together we completed each
other.

I cried
out as David lifted his hips and thrust up into me over and over.
His hands caressing my breasts as he filled me. My body felt light.
Almost as though I could float away if David's hands weren't so
firmly holding my body. His pace increased, tipping me over the
edge.

I cried
out my nails raking down across his skin as my body exploded in
orgasm. I tightened around David. My whole body going into spasms
of intoxicating pleasure.

Faintly
I was aware of David's ragged breathing and the way he groaned as
he exploded inside me. I was filled with his warmth. It spread up
through me, leaving no part of me untouched.

When I
finally opened my eyes I was slumped over David's body. His arms
holding me as we lay in a tangled heap together. I tried to climb
off him but his arms tightened around me.

"Stay
with me for a few more minutes..." His voice was little more than a
whisper. But there was something in his voice that tugged at me and
I instantly stopped moving. Instead I lay there with him, silence
enveloping us as our bodies stilled in the afterglow of
pleasure.

***

After a
shower with David we got dressed and made our way back to the main
part of the Chalet. It was empty and I could hear the faint cries
of pleasure and laughter from outside. Making our way into the
kitchen David raided the fridge, pulling out a veritable feast of
cold savoury snacks.

I hadn't
realised how truly hungry I was until I popped the first grape into
my mouth. The juice filled my mouth reawakening my taste buds and
leaving me craving more. David sliced up pieces of cheese and
smothered thick slices of fresh crusty bread with butter. After
everything it tasted like the most amazing food I had ever tasted.
There was something about the cold air and sex with David that made
food taste better.

David
watched me quietly as we both ate. We followed the food with a
glass of wine. David barely touched his and as we left the kitchen
and made our way to a small room I soon realised why.

"You've
never been ice skating." He said sitting me down on a bench and
crouching down before me. He pulled a brand new pair of skates from
a box under the seat and proceeded to remove my snow boots. "It's
time you tried it." He smiled as he pushed the boot on and began to
lace it up.

"David,
I don't think this is such a good idea... You saw what happened
this morning in the shower and that was without a blade on my
feet..."