Page 2 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

When I close them, the world disappears, and immediately, my breathing matches his. I feel his fingers pushing my hair out of my face again, then he cups my chin and lifts it to receive his kiss.

There is only Aurei.

He runs his tongue slowly in and out, exploring my mouth. Then he pecks my lips and tells me, "The water is warm now, Good Thang. I got this. Relax." He steps to the side, and the warm water caresses me.

Allowing myself the rare luxury of not being in control, I stand still as instructed and submit to him.

My demeanor appears passive, but my wild passion rages quietly just under the surface.

He holds my hair while the water runs through it.

Then he washes the soap away. Gently lifting my arms, then my legs, his caring touch makes me drop all defenses and lean on him like a limp rag doll.

All the while, he repeats these phrases.

"You are stunning, Siri…. Beautiful Baby… . Perfect…. Mine…."

My heart melts with the sincerity of his words as they fall deep inside, touching me where no one else has ever been before.

Then he reaches to turn the water off, and I stay cuddled up to him, not wanting the moment to end.

He wraps me again in this embrace and says against my ear, in a sweet, low voice that is full of lust. "Did I satisfy you last night? "

When I hear that sincere concern in his voice again, the tone that proves he's one of the good guys, strange tears of weakness come to hover in my eyes, and a lump forms in my throat.

I can't believe this perfect man cares enough about me to ask that question.

I bow my head, unable to answer as the tears spill out.

"What? No reply? Nothing? I thought it was fucking fantastic myself.

" He pulls my chin off my chest to look into my eyes.

The strained look on my face, trying to control my emotions and my tears, stop his laughter.

He looks stunned, then confused. "Are you okay?

Why are there tears? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Where are you hurt? Fuck!"

I shake my head and try to laugh, but the action causes the dam to break, and I sob.

He says like a hurtful moan, "Fuck!"

Desperately trying to gain control, I push away from him, embarrassed. Managing to force out of my quivering mouth before my throat closes completely. "I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't…."

He grabs my shoulders, and his fingers dig in, hurting me, as he pulls me back to him in a tight bear hug. "NO…NO…NO…. You said forever!"

Forever! He wants me forever! I reach around, grab hold of him and hold on for all I'm worth as the sobs rack my body.

He cradles me while I cry, and when I stop, he whispers in a voice tight with pain. "Please don't, Siri. Please don't leave me."

Oh, my fucking Golden God! I fucked this up!

He strokes my hair. "Your wild look. I thought it was passion. If I hurt you, you have to tell me. I will never do it again. I promise you, but you can't leave me. I won't let you."

All I can manage to force out of my mouth is "Shush!"

He stops talking and holds me tight again.

Finally, my tears are spent, and I gently push against him. He takes a slight step back as his hands run down my arms to cinch our hands. I give his chest a pitiful smile.

"Damn, Siri. You're breaking my heart." His sweet sincerity sends the tears back to the surface. As they slip out and fall down my cheeks, he tries to take me in his arms again, but I shake my head and block him.

"Wait!" I manage to squeak out.

Looking through the shower door, I reach for something to lock onto and see my coffee cup sitting by the sink.

My Surreal mug. The sight of it brings the usual gratefulness. Thankful for the life I lead. I breathe in and out. Then I realize I didn't have coffee this morning. Aurei did. He drank from my cup of happiness, and he wants to be a part of my life forever.

Joy surges through me like never before, and I smile as I stare at it, becoming grounded and strong again. I truly live a life most people only dream of.

I clear my throat. "First, I'm satisfied!

Oh, so satisfied! Second, I'm not hurt! Third, forever is forever for me, and I'll be yours as long as you want me to be!

" He lifts our hands and kisses mine. "Fourth, feel free to pound my pussy.

I like it rough!" I turn my face to his, confident and in complete control again.

But I stare at his chest, not into his eyes.

I want to make sure he hears what I am saying.

He sighs, relieved.

"Fifth, I'm not a crybaby. I don't know what the fuck that was all about, but my bath was fucking fantastic. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Sixth, I meant to say, 'I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't believe how lucky I am! You're perfect, and you're MY Fucking Golden God!' But it went horribly wrong. You create feelings inside me that I have never felt before. I'm blown away by you!" Then I lift my eyes to his.

His expression changes instantly. His mouth slackens, and he stares at me with a look of utter disbelief on his face. I smile at him, knowing what he is about to say, and he says it. "Wow, your eyes glow when you cry!"

"Yes, I know."

He releases my hands as I fall into his arms. "Siri, You are so beautiful, so perfect! I'm the one who's lucky. I'm the one who can't believe I'm your fucking … wait … Golden God?"

I laugh at his expression. "Yes. It just popped into my head when we met, and I've been calling you that ever since.

Your highlights are like a halo, and your skin tone is golden brown.

Even your body hair glistens with gold highlights.

" I slide my hand down to his cock, and it instantly hardens for me.

His hand slides up into my hair, and he grabs a handful while I stroke him. He breathes, "You're MY Golden Goddess."

His demeanor gives me a strong Dom vibe like last night, and I wonder if he is just naturally extremely dominant or if he has been a BDSM Dom before. I decide to gather valuable intel right now.

I slide my body down and kneel before him, bowing my head, and offering a submissive pose. Then I reach up and try to take him in my mouth. But his hand tightens in my hair, stopping me.

I glance up at him from under my eyelashes. His expression is dark but not fierce. "Don't," he states, and I'm not sure he means it as a command to stop the blowjob or a command not to behave as a submissive.

I bow my head to find out which it is. "Yes, sir."

He releases my hair, tips my chin up, then holds his hand out and pulls me to my feet. He wraps his arms around me, kissing my hair, but his response doesn't give me an answer.

I draw little hearts on his chest, trying to decide how to communicate with him.

As Seary, it's my job to evaluate men. But they don't stir my soul.

It's strictly professional. But Aurei is my world.

I can't look at him without feeling. My emotions are the way I see him.

But I want to know. Has he been a Dom or not?

"Aurei, may I give you a blow job?" I bat my eyelashes at him, and his expression is priceless.

He can't read me either. He is wondering if I am behaving like a submissive to a DOM, or am I just asking for permission to suck him off.

Which means he does at least know the role of a Dom and his submissive.

As I squat down in front of him, I clarify. "You taste so good! I love your cock! But if you don't want me to?" I begin to lick. Sliding my tongue over his head and down his shaft, nibbling as I come back to the tip. "I'll stop."

I look up at his face. His expression is still priceless. He still doesn't know if I'm being submissive or not, but he doesn't care. He likes blowjobs.

I smirk to myself. We can have the BDSM discussion later.

I run my tongue around the head of his penis, then place my lips on the ridge, I move my head back and forth until he moans my name. Then, I ease him all the way down my throat and hold it there. He groans as I grab his ass and push him deeper. I feel his head slide down the back of my throat.

"Fuck!" He moans, grabbing my hair. "You drive me fucking out of my mind!" He guides me in and out, pulling and pushing, then waiting while I lick him, then in and out again.

Bringing him to the brink drives my desire over the edge, and I feed my fever with a wild frenzy, sliding my mouth faster and faster.

He grunts like a gorilla, sending me to my feet, and I look him in the eye. "I'm sorry. I can't finish. I need to fuck! I need to be fucked! Hard!"

He squats, hooks my legs, and lifts me, then slams me into the shower wall, ramming his cock deep. The penetrating stab sends a pleasurable shock through me, satisfying my wild nature like nothing before.

"FUCK YEAH!" I scream out.

He lifts me again and drops my body down on his throbbing cock. He growls, and the sound is satisfying too.

I hook his neck with my arms and moan. "Fuck me hard to my core!"

Lifting me off him, he drops me over and over again, letting my pussy do the pounding. Each time I hit bottom, my clit smashes against him, and the surge of pleasure shoots through me.

The closer to bursting he gets, the harder he becomes and the better the stroke inside me. Then he crushes me to the wall, lifts my legs on his shoulders, and pins me so forcefully I don't need to hold on. Then he fucks me so fast and furious my teeth rattle.

"Ho…ly… Fu…ck!" I push out as my orgasm begins. "Go. Go. Go. Go," is all I can say as I spurt on him.

When I'm finished, he pauses but keeps me pinned.

His face is thunderous, and I know to wait, not to say anything.

The best is yet to come. When he begins again, he hammers me just as hard and just as fast. Immediately my clit is singing again, and I slip easily to the edge of the cliff. "Oh. Oh. Oh."

His short grunts join mine. Right before his cock shoots off, his hardness drives into my expanding G-spot. When his semen spurts, he goes full throttle and sends me spiraling out of this world. The feeling is unbelievable! Nothing you can do for yourself.

"OH..! MY..! FUCKING..! GOLDEN GOD..!" I say between chattering teeth, drowning out his snorting, snarling growls.

When we come back down to earth, I'm completely weak.

He slowly lets my legs down and pulls me against him, holding me up as he releases my body from the wall.

We breathe together. Staring at him with his eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow, I marvel at him.

"That is the most satisfying feeling in the world! "

"Good," is all he utters.

I kiss his pecs, then lean against him and rub his temples. He moans softly and slumps onto me. "That feels so good."

"Good."

He kisses the top of my hair.

After a little while, he stands up and turns on the shower, shielding me from the cold water again. Then he pulls me under the water, and we wash our juices away.