Page 4 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy (The Lanes Series #1)

Chapter four

Richie

“Dance with me,” I asked her, my hands still firmly planted on her waist. She was staring at my lips as if the only thing she could think about was kissing me again which filled me with a sense of pride and power.

I’d always been known to have this kind of effect on women, and the fact was that the one in front of me was no different…even though she’d tried to be. It made me feel as if I’d won some game that only the two of us were playing.

“No,” she finally answered, which came as a bit of a shock to me although I was sure not to let it show on my face.

“No?” I repeated. “And why not?”

“Because I don’t want to.”

I hugged her tighter to my body and pressed my lips against her ear, speaking low enough that only she could hear me.

“See, that’s where I think you’re lying.

I don’t think you’d want anything more than to be taken on that dance floor and dance with me, and you want to know what I think would make you even happier?

The things I can do to you in private when all the dancing is over. ”

Her breath hitched, and she opened her mouth to say something, however words seemed to fail her.

Before she could break out of my spell, I was leaning down and kissing her once more, my lips insistent against hers, not that she seemed to mind in the slightest. Just like the first time, she became putty in my arms.

“Dance with me,” I said again when I pulled away.

This time she relented. “Yes.”

I didn’t give her time to change her mind or go back on her decision. I grabbed her hand and pulled her through the crowd of people onto the dance floor where everyone seemed to be having a good time and just letting loose.

We moved to a darker corner, and I turned her around so her ass was pressed up against me, letting out a sigh of content and trying to stop my dick from stirring with excitement which was nearly impossible with how firm and well-formed her ass was.

She started dancing against me without being told, rolling her ass back onto me and giving me a sultry, mischievous look from the side, underneath her lashes which drove me absolutely insane. She bent down and came back up, and I pulled her as close to me as possible.

This woman knows exactly what she’s doing.

“Is this what you meant by dancing?” she asked, a bit cockily, but I hardly minded. Once I was finished with her, she’d know who the boss was.

“If it wasn’t, I would have stopped you.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

I shook my head. “I never want you to stop.”

She nodded, bending her ass down again and making me jerk forward. “Good. I never want to stop.”

Then I’ll make sure you don’t stop all night.

Just as she started to find her rhythm, a girl walked over with black hair and brown eyes. She was conventionally pleasing to look at but not my type or someone I’d be interested in regardless. She looked between the two of us with a small smirk on her face. “I was just coming to check up on you.”

“I’m fine.”

“I can see that.”

“Are you heading out?”

“You’re not the only one who found something hot to take her home.” She pointed towards a brunette waiting patiently by the door, and the image created in my head just further turns me on even if it shouldn’t.

“Then I’ll see you later?” my little spitfire asked.

“Definitely.”

The black headed girl ran back to join her lover while the focus was shifted back to me. “How about we make this more fun?” she asked, biting into her bottom lip. It shouldn’t turn me on nearly as much as it does, and I found myself grabbing her chin and kissing her all over again.

A little squeak managed to escape her mouth, as her hands found the back of my head and pull me closer. “More fun?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow at her, pulling away just enough to get the words out of my mouth. “And how do we do that?”

I certainly have a few ideas.

And from the look of her face, she was thinking the same thing that I was.

“First, you’ll have to get me out of here.”

I loved where her mind was going.

We barely reached my car before we were all over each other again.

I pushed her body in between mine and the Escalade, keeping her in place while I started laying kisses all along her neck, watching as she sighed, turning her head as far to the side as she could to give me even more access which I completely took advantage of.

I tried to be gentle as I kissed her neck, sucking here and there before letting my teeth come out to play, something that she enjoyed by the way that she mewled and basically threw her body against mine.

Her hand moved down to my manhood, gripping it slightly, and I smirked against her neck, fumbling around for only a second before I was able to open the car door.

Her hands wrapped tighter around my neck as we fell into the car. I immediately started groping her breasts when we were inside, enjoying the way her body reacted to mine, arching and pleading for more.

“So, you do this all the time?” she asked, out of breath and sprawled out in front of me.

I raised an eyebrow at her. “That’s something you want to talk about now while I’m about to peel the clothes off of your body?”

Her cheeks reddened, and she shook her head. “No, but we’re going to do it here?”

“Is there another place that you prefer?”

“I just thought that…”

“I figured your car is here, so what’s the point in leaving it?”

Call me an asshole, but I typically didn’t take women back to my place.

I liked for these things to be clear. As fascinating as she might be to me, I didn’t even know her name and didn’t have plans of rectifying that.

If we were going to someone’s house, it’d be hers where I can make a quick getaway in the morning and not be stuck.

Or have to deal with her waking up in the morning and assuming that it was something more than it was.

Sex was just that. Sex. Nothing more or nothing less even if women tried to make it out to be more complicated than it was.

A bemused look appeared on her face, and I could feel her rethinking everything.

I was not sure what she expected from a guy like me but what I did know was that I’d have major blue balls if I didn’t have her, and the thought of being in my bedroom beating off to the memory of her in my mind wasn’t nearly as appealing as having her right here and now.

“Don’t think too much,” I whispered against her skin, slipping my hands up her thighs and just slightly touching the underwear that she had underneath. “Just feel me. Can you do that, baby?”

After a break, she nodded her head. “Are you going to close the door? I don’t want anyone to see us.”

I sat back, letting her scoot up, as I slammed the door shut before my focus was all the way back on her.

She still didn’t look entirely sure, but I knew what’d make her relax again.

I scooted as far back as the car would allow me and bent down, laying kisses all along her legs, slowly moving up to her thighs.

I sucked a little bit at the top of her thighs, not caring if I left a mark because nobody else would see it.

The thought that she’d have another man touching her so soon after me was very unwelcome to me, and I immediately pushed it from my thoughts.

She really was beautiful, eyes closed in anticipation of what’s going to happen next, and lips separated, ready to moan the second that I made her feel good.

And there’s nothing I want more in this moment than to make her feel good.

I kissed up to her underwear, and her legs instinctively closed around my head. “Uh-uh.” I pushed them apart and held them that way with my hands before pressing my nose against her through the thin fabric of her panties.

She smelled hot and wanting, an irresistible combination.

I nudged her panties to the side with my nose and licked up her slit which seemed to completely take her off guard, as she moaned loudly.

If nobody’s ever eaten this beautiful creature out before, then they were missing out.

If I weren’t so needy then I would.

One more lick just to get another reaction out of her before I was reaching forward and pulling her panties down her legs, leaving her bare to me.

From how she’d been acting, I expected for her to squirm away from me so I couldn’t see her, hide herself as if she was embarrassed, but she didn’t look like she could be any more comfortable under my gaze.

There was nothing I liked more than a confident woman.

I made relatively quick work of my belt before yanking my pants and boxers down which was a bit of a task in the car, although she was incredibly patient, watching me with wide eyes before reaching forward and leaning to take me in her hand.

“You’re so warm,” she commented.

“I’ll be hot inside of you.”

I gripped her thighs, pulling her back fully down onto the seats before I nudged her with my tip, trying to tease her although teasing myself just as much because of how much I wanted her.

Her breathing increased, and I made sure she didn’t stop looking me in the eye as I sank into her, inch by inch.

When I hit a bit of a barrier, I was confused.

Is she…?

She reached forward and pulled my shoulders, bucking her hips so that I was fully inside of her, and all of my thoughts vanished.

She was warm, wet, and unbelievably tight. I’d never heard of a better combination.

Her nose was scrunched up. “You okay?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said quickly. “You’re just a bit big.”

“Too big?”

She rolled her eyes. “Your ego is too big.”

She bucked again and with no signs of pain on her face, I pulled out of her before pushing back into her, hands gripping her thighs, as pleasure washed over me.

This is going to be a fun night.