Billion Dollar Milkmaid: The Complete Series (11 page)

Jack smiled and grabbed her legs. He pulled her closer, positioning Amy beneath him. Amy found the way he pulled her across the bed exciting. He was young, but he wasn’t inexperienced. He had a natural instinct in the bedroom. He knew exactly when to be rough, when to be gentle and now, when to be kinky.

Jack pulled her slip off, leaving her completely nude. Amy felt oddly vulnerable and exposed. Maybe, she thought, it was because this was the first time Jack had fed from her.

Jack took his time. He ran his hands over the curves of her body. His fingers explored the inside of her thighs and ran over her stomach.

He gathered her breasts in his hands and kneaded her large, milky flesh gently. Amy gasped slightly. The way he delayed and teased drove Amy wild in the best possible way.

Patrick and Hunter were enamored with her breasts. When she was with them they jumped at the opportunity to feed from her, but for Jack it was unexplored territory. He wanted to examine every inch of her- to prolong the moment, for the both of them.

Finally, he bent over her and kissed her chest gently. Goose bumps broke out over her body. Amy felt shivers cascade up and down her spine. Usually it took more than just a kiss to get her this worked up. Her body was reacting in ways that made her nervous.

Jack’s tongue snaked down around her areola and passed over her nipple once, before his lips found their way onto her. Timidly, he began sucking.

He was so gentle that her breasts produced no milk. He drew her nipple into his mouth further and started again. This time, her milk flowed easily.

He pulled away from her and swallowed. For a heart-stopping second Amy was terrified he would judge her- call her a freak for enjoying this. Instead, he took her nipple in his mouth and drank greedily.

Amy gripped the sheets of the bed and moaned loudly. She tried to remain still, so as not to disturb Jack, but her body moved as if possessed. Her back arched, her hips moved rhythmically; warmth radiated from her breasts down through her body. An intense orgasm racked her body.

When she opened her eyes she was surprised to see that Jack had finished and moved onto her other breast. She had been so consumed by the moment, she hadn’t felt him take her left nipple into his mouth.

Her cherry nipples tingled and sang with electricity as he drained her breasts. She came just as he finished.

Out of breath, they laid beside each other on the bed. Amy felt speechless and exhausted. It was as if her life essence was depleted.

Jack rolled onto his side. He ran his hand over her stomach gently.

“Was that too much? I didn’t hurt you? I mean, you liked it, right?” His words came fast. He delivered them nervously.

Amy laughed. Jack was always so eager to please her, especially now. Now, she thought, now was the time.

Amy touched Jack’s face, tracing the outline of his jaw.

“It was amazing,” she purred. “
You
are amazing.” Jack smiled boyishly. “Can we meet again soon?”

Amy already knew the answer to this. Jack had explained earlier that he would be stuck hammering out the details of the his father’s merger with Patrick for at least the next week. Amy asked anyways, simply to shift the topic of conversation to business.

“Sweetheart, you know I can’t. I would give anything to get out of work and spend the week with you, but…”

Amy shook her head and looked away, feigning sadness. “What’s so important at work to keep you away from me for so long?”

He lifted his eyebrow ruefully. “That’s top secret. I’m not allowed to tell anyone.”

Amy pouted and pushed Jack onto his back. She climbed on top of him, straddling his cock.

“But…” he said.

“But?” Amy asked.

“Well, I don’t know. Can I trust you?”

His tone was light. He was teasing her, but his words stung. No, Amy thought, you can’t trust me. She suddenly felt deeply ashamed. ‘The ends justifies the means,’ was an ugly philosophy. One, that she did not want to live by and yet here she was. 

She couldn’t bring herself to say yes. Instead, she nodded. Coward, Amy thought. She had to fight the urge to run out of the room.

“Well, in that case…”

Jack flipped Amy onto her back and rolled on top of her. Up close, his blue eyes were striking. She couldn’t help enjoying the way he looked at her. His feelings seemed, pure, innocent.

“Dad’s got it in for your old boss.”

By ‘old boss,’ he meant Patrick. Jack didn’t know that Patrick paid Amy for sex, she left that part out. Instead, she told him they’d worked together until Patrick had fired her when his company decided to down-size.

“He’s planning on taking Pat’s business to the chop shop.”

“What?” Amy asked, confused.

“Patrick thinks the merger means Dad’s company will absorb Patrick’s making them one. But really, Dad’s going to lay off everyone that works for Patrick. Probably raid their pensions then sell off what’s left of the company to its competitors. Somewhere along the line, Patrick will get the axe too. Of course, Dad’s planning on throwing a couple million his way to shut him up. But with his family’s debts, Pat will probably be out on his ass this time next year. As for my dear sister…”

“Wait,” Amy said, pushing Jack off of her. “This whole time Hunter’s been lying? He’s going to destroy Patrick and his family’s wealth?”

“Sweetie, that money’s long gone. His family’s got nothing. As for the company,” Jack shrugged, “it’s just business.”

“Is that what you think? People are going to lose their jobs, their livelihoods.”

It’s strange, Amy thought, how a person can reveal their true colors with a few simple words. Jack clearly wasn’t as innocent as she’d thought, at least when it came to business anyway. He talked about the destruction of Patrick’s company in cold, clinical terms. He wasn’t joking when he said, ‘it’s just business.’

“You’re right,” Jack said, chastened. “It was wrong of me to talk about it like that. This is going to hurt a lot of people. You have to understand, I’ve spent my whole life watching my father work. He does this all the time. It makes you jaded. I wish there was another way.”

“If you know it’s wrong, then why don’t you try and stop it?”

“Amy, Patrick was the one that drove his company off a cliff to begin with.”

“And you and your father are here just here to do what? Scavenge through the wreckage?”

Jack sighed. She hadn’t intended to attack him like this, but his attitude upset her. Still, not all hope was lost. She believed Jack when he said he wished things were different. A lifetime raised in the shadow of a man like Hunter would leave anyone a little messed up. But Amy believed he could be saved.

A sudden mad urge to bring Jack in on their plans flashed through Amy. She had to fight the impulse to tell him everything. He couldn’t be trusted, not yet.

Jack ran his hands through his hair and frowned. He looked stressed. Amy had him all worked-up and not in a good way. She was supposed to be gaining his trust so that he would open up to her with details of his father’s business. It was important that she make him happy. In time, he would see the error of his ways, but for now he was part of the problem.

“Baby,” Amy cooed, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I get so worked-up some times. I know the kind of man you really are.”

Jack put an arm around Amy and pulled her close. She rested her head on his chest.

“You’re the best thing to happen to me in a long time,” he said. “I’d hate to lose you now.”

It hurt Amy to hear him talk like this. She loved Patrick. On the surface he was temperamental and rash, but Amy saw the good in him and the potential he had yet to fulfill. Jack reminded her of Patrick in this way, but her heart was spoken for.

“Why would you lose me?”

“I lost my mother at a young age.”

He paused. Amy waited for him to continue, but he let his words hang in the air, unable or unwilling to finish his thought.

She ran her fingers through his chest hair and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

The sound of a clock in the hall striking midnight caught her attention. She needed to meet Patrick and tell him everything she’d learned tonight, but she couldn’t bring herself to leave Jack.

And, if she was being totally honest, she wasn’t up for listening to Patrick’s jealous complaints. She couldn’t blame him for being upset. She was fucking another man after all.

Still, Patrick was territorial and Amy worried that when this was over he would try and retaliate against Jack. She had to proceed with a delicate balance if she was going to bring Jack through this unscathed.

“I’ve been thinking,” Jack said, “you and I, we have something special.”

Amy suddenly felt nervous.

“I think well, I mean, I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I would like for you to meet my father and sister.”

Amy froze. She was waiting for the perfect moment to reveal herself as Jack’s girlfriend. She knew it would send Hunter and Anna Belle through the roof with anger, but if the truth was uncovered too soon it could ruin their plans to save Patrick’s company.

However, Amy knew she couldn’t refuse Jack’s offer. It would upset him and push him away at the exact moment when she needed him close.

“I would love to meet them,” Amy said.

“Yeah? That’s great. I was a little worried that well, never mind. I mean, I think when you meet my dad you’ll really like him. I know you disapprove of the way he runs his business, but you’ll see who he really is.”

Amy didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Her mind flashed back to her encounter with Hunter in her home. She had been seduced by his charm and confidence only to be left fearing for her life. Jack appeared to be under a similar spell.

“And my sister,” Jack continued, “you’ll love her. She’s crazy.”

He said this in a joking way, like it was part of her charm. His family had really done a number on him, Amy thought. He didn’t seem to have the slightest clue about the kind of people they really were.

“She’s about to marry your old boss, you know?”

“Yeah.” Amy cleared her throat. “I heard.”

“She’s got him wrapped around her finger. He’s spending all kinds of money- money, that he doesn’t have- to give her a fairytale princess wedding.”

Jack rolled his eyes and laughed.

It was true, Patrick was catering to Anna Belle’s every whim to keep her happy. Amy couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. She knew it was a way of placating Anna Belle, but part of Amy wished that it she and Jack were the ones planning their future together. She supposed in a way that this scheme they’d cooked up was a plan for their future.

However, it offered little comfort. She suddenly felt she deserved these pangs of jealousy. She couldn’t imagine how Patrick felt. He knew she was sleeping with Jack for information. She had the feeling that Patrick was barely holding it together.

Sadly, she realized she would never have it both ways. She wanted Patrick and Jack to be happy, but one of them was going to be left a loser.

“Your father is okay with marrying his daughter off to a loser like that?” There was an edge to Amy’s voice she couldn’t control.

“I thought you didn’t like him?”

“Of course not.” Amy rose and began to dress.

He considered her for a moment then asked, “When should I schedule dinner with my family?”