Dirty Billions: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance: (A Chicago Suits Second Chance Romance) (4 page)

“Collin!” I flung open the door, drawing his attention back to me.

“Baby.” He turned to me, forgetting all about my neighbor. Collin gripped my hips and backed me into my apartment.

I wanted to believe he was drunk, that he reeked of beer or Scotch or rum, but he didn’t. Collin was completely sober.

* * *

“
W
hat are you doing here
?“

“I wanted to see you.”

I shook my head. “I cannot believe you.”

“You can’t deny what went on between us last weekend.” Even in the dim light provided by the streetlight outside, his eyes locked onto mine, demanding honesty.

“You can’t come pounding on my door in the middle of the night. What were you thinking? I have neighbors.”

“Since you weren’t coming to me, I had to come to you.”

“I have a life, I’m not about to drop all my responsibilities to run to you. Why would I run to you anyway?” Just because he was back in town, and impossible to get out of my head.

My feet kept moving backwards, until I’d backed myself against the sofa and I sat. His hands, still firm on my hips, brought him with me. Collin landed half on me, and settled beside me, our thighs tight together. He put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder, sending a ripple effect down my arm and across my back. Instead of calming my heart, pounding from the nighttime disturbance, it made it race even more.

“You’d run to me because you’d want to finish what we started on Monday.” His finger ran over the top of my shoulder. I shuddered when it reached the bare skin of the base of my neck but the finger carried on going, up my neck, over my jaw and to my chin. I couldn’t figure out if I was more outraged or excited by his presence.

“That moment was…”

“Interrupted. And now it’s time to get it back.”

“You can’t just come here in the middle of the night expecting me to fall into your arms.”

“Baby, that’s exactly what I expect to happen.” He pushed my chin and angled my head to face him. Our eyes caught in the dim light, sending my heart pumping and my breath racing. His head was only inches away from mine, his breath, tinted with peppermint, blew against my skin.

“You’re crazy.” Just like he’d always been.

“You like crazy.” His lips grazed my cheek.

“How did you get in my apartment to leave the tequila?”

“Your locks are shit, it took two seconds.” My heart pounded at his nearness.

“Why didn’t you call me?” I demanded.

“I’ve been busy.” He moved his nose against my hair and inhaled, the hot exhale of his breath tickled the flesh of my ear.

“Busy for seven years?”

“Did you like the tuck?” He kissed the corner of my mouth, causing my breath to catch in my throat.

“I loved the tuck.” Our mouths nearly touched as my lips moved.

“I knew you would.”

Being back in the same room as him re-lit a burning desire for him between my thighs. I knew it was a bad idea, that I couldn’t get involved with him…but now that he was right there I wanted him to kiss me. To finish what we started on Sunday.

A no-strings ‘welcome back to town’ fuck to get him out of my system. Then I’d never see him again. I was sure he’d leave Chicago for the next city soon anyway. After all, he was living in a hotel, he must have only been here on a temporary basis.

His lips were so close I could almost taste them. But I couldn’t move the millimeter needed to reach them. Collin had me frozen in place, the same way he had the night we’d first kissed in my college dorm.

“Collin…” His hand on my bare thigh silenced me. All my attention was drawn to it as it slid between my legs.

T
he scent
of Jenny’s hair nearly made my cock tent against my suit pants. It was the same exotic smelling coconut shampoo she used to use. It had the same effect on me then as it was having now: a great big raging erection.

Everything about her was a good as I remembered it being. The softness of her skin. The way I could make her breath catch and her heart race. And I bet she’d scream my name the same way when I made her come.

It was an impulsive decision to come here, but I knew I could turn up in the middle of the night and she wouldn’t turn me away. She was powerless to resist me.

Daniel thought I was totally nuts. We’d both been sitting in my office, watching the women bump and grind on the
Luscious
dance floor through the one way glass. After the money, it was probably my favorite thing about my business.

Women come from everywhere begging me to fuck them. And sometimes, when they’re a cute little brunette with crazy amber eyes, I’m happy to give them what they want. But tonight, when we left my office to mingle in the VIP area, I wasn’t feeling it.

A sassy brunette in the skimpiest red dress draped herself all over me. She was just my type, petite and confident with hazel eyes. I let her rub her tits against me and rub her hands over my chest. But when she tried to kiss me, I got the hell out of there.

For the first time since I started running nightclubs, I could get the pussy I actually wanted instead of the pussy begging me for it.

“I’m out of here,” I’d told Daniel and took off.

My pants bulged as I got into the back of my Maybach and had my driver, Mo, take me to Jenny’s. She didn’t answer the door with my knocking. Either she was asleep or ignoring me but there was no way I’d walked out on that tight brunette and driven all the way here for nothing. I hadn’t brought anything to pick her lock with. I just had to pound a little harder to get her to answer is all.

And now here she was, half naked in my arms, my fingers at the fabric of her sopping wet panties.

My lips were so close to hers I could practically taste her cherry lip balm. As much as I wanted to kiss her, I wasn’t going to yet. I had to know if she wanted this as much as I did.

C
ollin’s hand
reached my panties. He brushed his finger across my mound, no doubt noticing how wet the fabric was. I swallowed as he pushed a little harder on them, his thumb tickling at the edge of the fabric.

His face was still nearly touching mine. My lips moved, trying to lure him to them. I flicked open my eyes. In the dark I could just see his dark eyes looking into mine, causing my shoulders to shudder.

How did he have the ability to stare into me like that? To be so close to me, possessing me. I fought to keep my eyes open, to meet his stare.

But he swept his finger under the edge of my panties and straight into my dripping wet pussy, causing me to gasp and close my eyes.

As much as I ached for his finger to dance around and probe me, it didn’t move. It stayed as still as the rest of him.

“You like that baby?” he asked, his voice smooth and low.

“Uh-huh.” My voice was a mere exhale of breath.

“You want more?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I can’t hear you.” He started to withdraw his finger, my walls clenched to try and keep it from leaving.

“Yes,” my voice was only marginally louder.

Collin took his hand away and ran it up the side of my torso, on top of the t-shirt I slept in. He cupped my breast through the shirt, my nipple poking into his palm.

“Do you want me to fuck you? To make you twist and writhe and scream?”

He kissed the corner of my lips. I opened my mouth, hoping he would kiss it but he kissed along my jaw and neck.

His lips reached my ear and his voice low he said, “How much did your pussy miss me?”

I moaned at his words but couldn’t answer. Part of me wanted to tell him to get lost. To fuck off with his return. Not to push his luck before I kicked him out of my life for good. But the rest of me was transfixed. My body was too full of heat and want. Too desperate for the reunion I’d often wondered about over the years.

I hadn’t wanted to lose him. According to him at the time, he didn’t want to lose me either. Yet somehow life went on and we lost each other.

* * *

T
hrough the fabric
of my shirt, Collin pinched my nipple and I flinched.

“I didn’t hear your answer,” he said into my ear. I swallowed and tried to clear my throat.

“Kiss me,” I said in the strongest voice I could manage.

Collin lunged at my throat and sucked and bit the delicate flesh. I gasped and squirmed but his strong hands held me in place.

As he sucked, he pinched my nipple. The sting sent tingles up and down my back.

I spread my legs as wide as I could in the space between the arm of the sofa and his thigh, hoping to tempt him in.

“Please,” I said, my voice a breathy moan.

He let go of my neck with his teeth to say, “That’s what I want to hear.”

Collin slid it up under my t-shirt, bringing it to a rest on my tit. My skin threatened to melt under his hand.

He pushed the shirt up over my head and flung it away from the sofa. His minty breath electrifying my skin, he leaned and tugged at my nipple with his teeth.

“I want to see these perfect tits, I need light.” Collin stood and switched on the end table lamp, bathing me in a spotlight. The left side of his mouth turned up in a lopsided grin.

“That’s better. You’re so beautiful you need to be seen.” The other side of his mouth turned up in a devilish smile. He looked down at me, his eyes raking over my exposed tits and up into my eyes. I broke his gaze, to follow his hands as they undid each button, revealing more and more of his powerful chest.

Collin tossed his shirt on the floor, exposing the large Celtic knot tattoo over his right pec and shoulder.

My attention shifted as soon as his pants and boxers were heaped on the floor, revealing his massive, swollen dick.

“See how hard you make me, baby?”

Just looking at it made me wetter and aching for it, waiting for the moment I could get my hands on him.

Collin stepped forward, bringing his cock near me. I reached my hand out and grasped it, the skin silky under my fingers. Reflexively, I sucked my lips between my teeth and moaned, my mouth already filling with saliva.

“I’ve been dreaming about having your lips wrapped around my cock for years.”

Heat raced through my body at his words. I shifted my eyes up to him, knowing exactly what he wanted. At least I hoped I still did.

He pushed his hips towards me, bringing his cock close to my face. I sucked it into my mouth, and pulsed my tongue against his shaft. He used to love that.

“Fuck, that’s the way I remember you.” He jammed his fingers through my hair and pushed himself further into my mouth. I suppressed my gag reflex to take as much in as I could, continuing to pulsate my tongue.

Without warning, he pulled his cock away and pushed me off the sofa and onto the floor. Collin rolled me onto my back and forced his way up my body until his lips met mine and he claimed my mouth with his.

He pulled away and flipped me over. After ripping my panties away, he yanked my hips until I was on all fours.

I closed my eyes as he kissed down my back and over my ass.

“This round ass is perfection,” he said spanking me. The sharpness forced a light moan from my throat.

His lips carried on until they were at my lips. His tongue explored my slick folds. He reached my throbbing clit and flicked it with the very tip of his tongue. The exquisite intensity forced me to my elbows.

Collin took his mouth away and pushed his thick finger into me, moving it against my walls while he rolled my clit with the fingers of his other hand. I struggled to breathe in long enough to fill my lungs with air.

I squealed as my arms gave out and buckled, my shoulders and head now propping me against the floor.

“Has any other man made you scream like a fucking banshee?”

No other man has even come close to making me scream the way he used to, but I’m not about to tell him that. He doesn’t need to satisfaction of knowing it.

Collin slapped my ass again and I flinched, the sharp pain a momentary distraction from my wanton pussy.

My legs weak with tingles, I crumpled, my hips falling towards the floor. Collin whipped his hand away and knelt behind me, gripping my hips tight against him to keep me in position.

His cock at my entrance, I braced myself, ready to satiate the past seven years of wondering. He thrust into me, my walls stretching to accommodate him.

Collin groaned. “Your pussy feels even better than I remember.”

He thrust into me, his firm grip on my hips the only thing keeping me up. My head and shoulders pressed harder against the floor. Again and again he pounded into me, my pussy begging for more.

On the edge, my slick walls started to spasm around him, my moans became louder and louder. But he pulled out and I groaned in protest. He spun my hips, flipping me over onto my back.

“I want to see your pretty face when it screams my name.”

In my frenzy, I tried to pull him over me. I grappled at his corded muscles but without success. With a hand on my chest, Collin pushed me down, laying me flat against the floor.

“Please,” I said, my voice desperate.

“There’s no rush baby, I’ve got all night.”

I growled but he ignored me. My poor body pulsated with tension and was desperate for release.

“Put your cock in me.” The need from deep within me caused my voice to be forceful and demanding.

He stopped and looked at me, his eyebrow arched as his brown eyes shone into mine. I stared back into them, wanting to hold the heat of his gaze.

“I’ll put my cock in you when I’m ready, and not before.”

Collin kissed over my belly and up to my breasts with agonizing slowness, taking my hard nipples into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue, the way he teased me with his cock.

At long last he moved between my legs, his tip once again at my entrance.

I wrapped my legs around his body, determined to keep him. A loud moan escaped me as he leaned down and kissed me. Our tongues twirled, mine frantic, his deliberate.

Desperate for release, I lifted my ass to force his cock into me. Collin started to pull away, to loosen the hold my legs had on him. I broke the seal of our lips and kissed across his cheek.

When my lips reached his ear I said, my voice a breathy whisper, “’I’ve waited so long, please don’t make me wait any longer.”

He groaned in approval and drove his cock into me. A burst of heat blasted through my body. The tension in my body built and built under the steady rhythm of his thrusts, wanting more and more and finally getting it.

“Collin!” I screamed as my body burst in blissful heat. My nails dug into his ass and my teeth bit down on the flesh of his shoulder as the intense waves rippled through me.

Collin grunted and rutted and released himself into me, my walls still spasming around his cock.

He hovered his sweaty body over me for a moment then pressed his lips against my forehead.

* * *

“
I
’ve missed you babe
,” he said as he rolled off me and laid alongside me.

My eyes widened at the realization we didn’t use a condom. I was on the pill, but still, I didn’t know what he’d been up to, or into all these years. Not knowing what to do, I decided to get to the bathroom and clean myself up. But Collin wouldn’t let me go. He wrapped his strong arm round me and held me against him on the floor of my living room.

“Let me go.”

“Never.”

“You’d better not be diseased or something.”

“Don’t worry. I promise.” He kissed me.

What did he mean ‘never’? This was not going to be an ongoing thing between us, just because he was back in Chicago. An involuntary flinch pushed through my body, causing my shoulders to squirm against him.

“Let’s go to bed babe, it’s late.”

Spooning in my bed, he caressed my skin with his thumb, soothing me.