Wild Billionaire Romance - Chapter 15: Chapter 15

“Tell me now, want me to come in your mouth or no,” I groaned, almost losing it completely.
I released her head, giving her the choice, but she did not stop. Her head kept bobbing as she sucked, and she squeezed my shaft and balls with her hands, and then it was too late to move. I was coming and coming, warm ropes of cum flooding her mouth.
I came harder than I ever did before, and my sweet Zaika slurped it all down. Swallowing my essence like it was the most delicious thing she ever tasted. I sank to my knees in front of her, exhausted and elated. And I claimed her lips, tasting my salty essence as I kissed her deeply showing her without words how much what she’d just done meant to me.
I carried her to the bedroom, never breaking our kiss except to remove certain articles of clothing out of the way. And when we were naked, rolling together like waves in the ocean, I continued to kiss her. I couldn’t get enough. My earlier jealousy had been misplaced, but at least I was able to admit it. And if I could do that, I could admit there was something deeper going on here. Something more than just sex.
“Stay.”
The words left me before I could tell my stupid brain to shut the fuck up. I’d spent the last hour with my cock balls deep inside my beautiful Zaika. Her luscious thighs were still wrapped around my body, and her pussy rippled with every subtle move I made, as if she couldn’t stop coming for me.
“Sleep here, with me, Zaika moya.”
“No,” she replied, and hurt filled my chest.
“You want to. I know you do.”
“I do want to, Adrik,” she confessed, and elation filled me.
“Then do it. Stay till morning with me. Sleep all night long in my arms,” I growled, nuzzling her lips with mine.
“You know I won't.”
Her velvet brown eyes searched mine and my heart thudded heavily inside my chest. Why did she keep doing this to us? Why did she keep pushing me away?
“Sleep by my side,” I implored her one last time.
“I can't, Adrik,” she said, and fuck me, I did not understand her at all.
“Why?” I asked, the words leaving my lips without permission again.
I was fucking begging her. Did she not understand what that meant? Men in my position with my lifestyle did not beg. Not ever. She shook her head and her velvet brown eyes filled with tears. Fuck. She was breaking my heart with that expression. As if I were the one telling her no.
“It is easy, no? To stay. There is a pillow for you, a blanket, sheets. Are they not to your liking? Want me to order a different thread count? Color? What is it?”
“I can’t stay,” she said again, sobs catching in her throat. “If I sleep beside you tonight, tomorrow. It won’t be enough, Adrik. I’ll be addicted. If I sleep beside you, I won't want to sleep alone ever again,” she said and pushed against my chest.
I was stunned, so I allowed it. Rolling to the side, and watching her as she left my bed, my room, and me alone in the dark to ponder. I could not move. Her confession had gutted me. Could it be all this while I’d been so focused on this all-consuming passion I had for her I missed something? That I had missed the part where she was a person with feelings and emotions beyond her control.
I had to do better for the both of us. I vowed to do better. But the deal was precarious and the mines we held claim to overseas were under fire. Business was taking up more time than I had allotted for, but there was nothing else to be done.
The next week flew by in a haze of work, takeout, and sex. As if we’d made some verbal deal, which we hadn’t. Zaika moya seemed to know what I needed each day when I came back from my grueling conference calls and meetings with heads of state and bastard CEOs. Matthew Castle was being a right prick, and I wished I was the Dark Wolf again. I would end that motherfucker faster than he could blink.
But I forgot all about him and CoreTech and the rest the second I was back inside my penthouse with her. She’d started doing this thing where she’d be plating our dinner in nothing but an apron, and I’d wind up eating her first. I’d started stripping in the elevator to save time because I was so desperate to be inside her.
I hadn’t seen her with clothes on for the last forty-eight hours and after we fucked, we’d eat and play a guessing game. I’d try to guess what she had on that day, and if I won, I’d get to take her panties with me to work the next morning. I fucking loved that game.
She did not leave the penthouse without me. Not for anything. But it did not seem to bother her. I kept her up most nights, hating the fact I would eventually nod off and she would leave me, but operating on less than two hours of sleep was taking its toll. I’d taken to napping in my office after my workout because if I was home, I would want to be with her, in her. I could not help myself. I was wild for her, and insatiable. Our time was speeding by. I could practically see it like sand falling through an hourglass.
It was like a honeymoon without the wedding. I loved being inside of her, but it drove me crazy she would not stay in my arms throughout the night. She fell asleep beside me a few times, but always snuck out after I fell asleep. I might have started this thing, thinking I could fuck her out of my system. Only, I was starting to suspect I had fucked her even deeper into it.
Sofia was on my mind all the time. But it wasn’t an unwelcome invasion of my space and energy. No, I looked forward to it, to her. To seeing her, tasting her, fucking her, hell, just being with her. My obsession was growing, and there was nothing I could do about it. I did not think I even wanted to try to stop it anymore. Zaika moya was becoming necessary to my existence.
But I only had two weeks left of our arrangement. Two weeks, then she would be gone. If I allowed it. The prospect filled me with determination, but business would not be put off any longer.
I had to work in order to play. That was the story of my life. Zaika moya was mine for now, and it would have to suffice. Once I closed the deal on CoreTech, I could focus all my energy on her. Then there would be no going back. I was going to keep my moonlight goddess. Tie her to the fucking bed if it was the only way to make her stay. She had no idea those thoughts were going on in my head, if she did, she might have run from me. Even so, it was too late.
My obsession was mine, and I intended to keep her.