The Wager: A Billionaire Romance (12 page)

His hands kneaded and caressed my breasts before being replaced by his skilled tongue. I arched my back and moaned as I felt him nibble my sensitive nipple, and pressed his head harder against me. Then I felt his lips move up my neck, nibbling under my jaw until his lips met mine again in a fiery kiss. I felt like I was floating, transported away on a wave of desire. Suddenly, I realized I was lying on my bed, as my back rubbed up against the soft cotton comforter. Roman was on top of me instantly, his body lying flushed against mine.

He slipped his fingers under the elastic edge of my panties and tugged them down, removing my last article of clothing. I reached for Roman's belt buckle and quickly undid them. I wanted to feel his naked body pressed against mine desperately. Roman pulled them down and kicked them off before climbing back atop me. The hungry look in his eye brought such a surge of confidence and power running through me, I'd never felt that way before.

"I'm sorry, Lily," he said, a little breathlessly. "I really don't think I can wait."

I nodded my head, in total agreement with him. I was impatient for him. I needed him as badly as he needed me and wanted to feel every inch of him. Roman got up from the bed, pulling me towards the edge. I bit my lip watching his every move in anticipation. He grabbed a gold foil packet that he had removed from his pants and rolled it onto his length. His hazel eyes turned dark, as he grabbed my ankles and brought them up to his shoulders.

I closed my eyes and moaned as I felt his fingers spread my lips apart and rub my sensitive clit with his thumb. My body arched as he slipped his finger into me before slowly withdrawing. His thumb continued to tease my sensitive nub while he pushed another finger into my channel. I looked up to see him watching me with heavy lidded eyes.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, before he sank into me in one smooth stroke.

I released a sigh, savoring the feel of him filling me. Roman slowly pulled out before sinking back in again. Despite his words, his pace was unhurried and deliberate, drawing out every ounce of pleasure from me with each languid thrust. He felt so good, and our position allowed him to go deeper than I'd ever experienced before. Roman's eyes were screwed shut in concentration and I could see the little beads of sweat forming on his brow and upper lip. It was one of the most sensual and enticing things I'd ever seen.

Soon Roman's pace increased and I could feel some of his tightly reigned control slipping. My body was tensing as well, and I began to move with him, my body arching in time to his rhythm. I heard myself scream as my orgasm tore through me with an intensity I'd never before experienced. My body shook and convulsed as I gasped for breath.

Roman spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist as he continued to move within me. He brought his head down and kissed me deeply. I soon felt him tighten, and his groan was swallowed by our kiss as he came inside me.

Roman collapsed on top of me and our bodies lay intertwined as we both sought to catch our breaths. My eyes were closed and I was still coming down from the high of our lovemaking when I felt him nuzzle against my neck.

"You are amazing," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear.

He rolled us over until I was lying on top of him, our bodies still connected. He looked at me so affectionately and with such tenderness in his eyes, I felt a surge of warmth flush through my whole body.

"You weren't half bad yourself," I said, teasingly.

He smiled up at me, the corners of his eyes crinkling in amusement. He didn't say anything else, and quite frankly I wasn't in the mood to talk either. We both remained silent as we lay there. I had no idea what he was feeling or thinking in that moment, but for me, a feeling of such contentedness swept through me, I knew I could stay like that forever.

***

When I woke up the next morning, I couldn't help the satisfied grin I wore on my face. Truth was, I think I'd slept with that smug look on the whole night. Making love to Roman was everything and nothing like I'd ever imagined. He was so tender and gentle but so skillful and insatiable. We'd made love two more times before we both fell into an exhausted sated sleep.

I gently rolled over to turn and face Roman. He was lying on his back with one arm thrown over his head, while the other rested on his stomach. His breath was deep and steady, and I lay there and watched mesmerized, as his chest rose and fell. He looked younger and more innocent in his sleep. The lines around his eyes and mouth were smoothed out and a lock of his dark hair fell rakishly over his brow. My fingers tingled with the urge to brush it off his forehead, but I resisted.

It was hard to believe that Roman Conrad was lying in my bed this morning after such an amazing and passionate night together. It almost felt like a dream and I was about to wake up at any moment. On a whim, I reached out to graze my fingers over the rough stubble covering his jaw. He definitely felt real. Once I'd touched him, I couldn't resist moving my fingers down his neck and over his hard chest where I lightly ran my fingers through his chest hair.

I could see him move a little at my touch but I kept my fingers there, reveling in the feel of him. It had been so long since I'd had a man in my bed, and I knew without a doubt that Roman was the best I'd ever had. He was so skilled, patient and giving. He made me feel beautiful and desirable. There wasn't any shy awkwardness when I was with him; I didn't even bat an eye when he insisted we keep the lights on. Something about him made me want to open up and be fearless.

I absentmindedly moved my fingers lower, tracing the muscles on his stomach before pausing on his Adonis belt, that delicious bit of V-shaped muscle under his hips. I bit my lip, wondering if I should go further, before a light chuckle snapped my attention back to his face. He lay there looking at me, amusement lighting his eyes while a lazy smile spread across his lips.

"Well, have you decided what you're going to do?" he asked.

I blushed at being caught, but held his gaze. Silently, I moved my fingers lower until the heel of my palm brushed up against his rapidly lengthening member. The contact stirred something within him. Suddenly the playful look in his eye turned heated, and he reached his hand down to hold mine still against his growing excitement.

"See what you've done to me," he said, moving my hand over him in slow undulating circles.

"Here, let me help you with that," I said boldly.

I pushed Roman flat onto his back and slid down the bed until I was on my knees between his legs. When I looked up, Roman gazed at me with such a heated intensity, I felt my skin burn. Slowly, I licked my lips before I took him into my mouth. Roman threw his head back and let out a soft moan as I ran my tongue down the length of him.

"That feels so nice," he sighed.

I picked up the pace, stroking the base of his shaft while I teased the sensitive tip with my tongue. Roman grabbed a fistful of my hair as he began to grind his hips in rhythm to my hand. Soon I felt his body tense and he stopped. I looked up at him questioningly. He pulled me off of him and rolled me onto my back as he covered my body with his own.

"That was too good," he said, planting soft kisses against my neck.

"So why stop?" I asked.

"Because I want to savor you," he said, continuing to nibble my cheek.

My response was swallowed by a gasp as I felt him move lower down my body and swirl his tongue around my nipple. He laved and lightly scraped his teeth against my sensitive breast while his other hand moved down between my thighs. I arched up against his fingers as they rubbed delicious circles against my clit. He slid two fingers inside me and began to move them slowly.

"Mmm," I moaned throwing my head back against the pillow.

I pushed up against his fingers, grinding myself against him. Roman slid down over my body, trailing kisses down my chest and stomach before dipping his head down and flicking his tongue against the heat between my thighs. I could feel my body start to tense, the tingling spreading from deep within my belly towards my fingers and toes. Roman increased the pressure until I felt the earth shatter and my body bucked up under his unrelenting assault. Roman pinned my body down, as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me.

My body was still coming down from the heights of pleasure when I was vaguely aware of Roman kneeling between my legs. He grabbed another gold foil from the side table and slid the condom on before he lifted my hips. His shaft was positioned right at my opening, and in one smooth long stroke, he plunged himself into my hot wet core.

His hips rocked against mine in a demanding pace. I moved with him, losing myself in the intense friction of our hard and steady rhythm. I closed my eyes as I concentrated on the sensation of him moving in and out of me, the pleasure focused on that one little point. My body exploded with my second orgasm in as many minutes. I cried out Roman's name as I clenched the bed sheets under me.

His body stiffened as I heard him cry out my name. "Oh God, Lily," he panted, before he exploded inside me. His hips slowed to a shallow languid thrust, before he stilled. He pulled out and lay down on the bed next to me, pulling me up against him. I closed my eyes, exhausted and spent after such a vigorous workout.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon and the bed beside me was empty. I sat up and looked around, wondering if it was all a dream. A movement in the far corner of the room caught my attention. Roman was there, sitting on my rocking chair as he put on his shoes. He wore the same black suit but the tie was nowhere to be found and he had left the top two buttons on his shirt undone. His face had a day's growth of stubble and his hair still looked slightly tousled from sleep. In short, he looked gorgeous.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

He looked up, smiling at me as he slipped on his shoes. "I didn't know you were up, darling. I hate to leave like this, but I've got some things I've got to take care of. As much as I'd love to spend the whole day in bed with you, duty calls," he said. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge next to me, tucking my hair behind my ears.

"Oh," I said, biting my bottom lip.

"Don't give me that look. You make it very hard for me to leave as is," he said, eyeing my naked body up and down and sending a flush up my skin. "I promise you I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

"What do you have to do?" I asked.

"I've got some things to take care of before my cousin arrives from London this afternoon, then I'll be free to spend the rest of the evening with you," he said. "Besides, I need a shower and a change of clothes."

"Oh right, that makes sense," I said, feeling a little bit foolish.

"Good, I'll see you tonight."

He bent down and kissed me. Before the kiss could turn into something more, he pulled away and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't know what it is about you, Lily, but I can't seem to get enough of you," he said almost to himself. He shook his head and smiled at me in that charming way of his and stood.

"I'll see you tonight," I said.

"That you most definitely will," he said before walking out the bedroom.

I heard his footsteps down the hall and the sound of the front door clicking shut as he left my apartment. Once he was gone, I lay back in bed and covered my body in the sheets and squealed. It had been such an amazing night and morning. I almost couldn't believe everything that had just happened in the last 24 hours.

On top of it all, he had promised to come back tonight! It was almost too good to be true, but a part of me had started to believe that this could be real. That Roman Conrad really did care for me and it wasn't some cruel joke. There was no way he could deny his attraction to me. The evidence of that was plain to see.

I had decided that Roman was someone I could really care for and finally open up to. He was unlike any guy I'd ever been with before. It was a liberating feeling to throw off those old shackles of doubt and suspicion that had always held me back. And honestly, it was finally nice to have someone special in my life.

Chapter Eight: Roman

Somehow everything felt different as I stepped into my apartment. The Roman Conrad that had left yesterday was not the same one returning this morning. Being with Lily last night was a revelation. I'd never expected things to go so far or be that amazing. Sure, I was attracted to her and found her more and more desirable, but the feelings she had begun to awaken in me were unexpected and rather nice.

I had thought that time and distance away from her would cool my lust for her. When she had opened the door last night and I got a glimpse of her in that seductive little red dress, I was speechless. She was even more beautiful than I'd remembered. I just wanted to skip the opera all together and spend the night discovering all the delicious curves of her body.

I had almost embarrassed myself with my obvious desire for her. I couldn't take my eyes off her and the way the dress clung to her luscious figure, or the way the slit on the front of her dress showed peaks of her soft creamy skin. Even now, in the comfort of my own home, I still couldn't get her out of my mind and my body was already craving her again.