The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress
[Book 2] Chapter 38

Lorelai POV

I succumb to his kiss, feeling heat shoot through me, his hand gripping the back of my neck, and feel his other hand gently rest on the side of my face. He deepens the kiss and I give a low moan, unable to hold myself back. I want him. More than I care to admit. It's like electricity is pulsing through me. As he pulls away I give a low whine of disappointment but he kneels over me, his leg between my knees, his hand going beneath my dress and slowly sliding it up, his eyes on me the whole time. He's waiting to see what I do. If I'm going to refuse, or object. I do neither, feeling the sensual pull of his fingers as he whips the dress over my head and flings it carelessly away, leaving me in my lace bra and panties.

His eyes widen and he licks his lips. I feel exposed and vulnerable. I shiver slightly and he reaches beneath me as my back arches, feeling for the clasp, undoing my bra, and letting it slip from his hand to the floor. I s**k in a breath as he gently cups my b****t, feeling its softness, his eyes closing for a moment.

"Soft" he murmurs as I stare up at him, blushing slightly, before his eyes narrow and he focuses on my stockings and panties.

He slides the stockings down, agonizingly slow, a wicked grin on his face and then he reaches his fingers underneath the hem of my panties and rips them off, leaving me naked and panting on the bed.

I reach for him but he shakes his head, his body already moving downwards as I stare at him in surprise. He pries my legs gently open as I inhale sharply.

"I want to taste you" he murmurs and I feel his tongue lightly licking along my folds as my legs quiver in response. "Knox" I gasp, but his hands keep my legs firmly spread and he begins to taste me, lightly flicking his tongue and drawing lazy circles as he drew gasps and moans from me, my arousal growing as he began to bring me to the very heights of pleasure while I tried frantically to keep myself from going over the edge. It was fruitless. He was too good. It was like he was able to read my body and understand what felt good, making my body begin to shudder violently beneath him.

I couldn't help my moans or my cries growing louder. The more he worshipped me, his hands roaming up and down my thighs, his tongue lightly circling my c**t, the more I began to feel as though there was some tension coiling in itself inside of me. I flung my head back, feeling my body reaching its limit, feeling it tense, and screamed out his name as I came, my o****m ripping through me "Knox" before I collapsed shuddering onto the bed, Knox looking satisfied as he glanced at me through hooded eyes. "You taste sweet" he purrs as I try to catch my breath.

Never before have I orgasmed like that. Not so hard or been treated so gently. Knox climbed off the bed and began to divulge himself of his clothes and my eyes widened as I took in his six-pack, the hard biceps on his arms, the strong muscles of his legs, and the size of his member, which made me swallow hard. He was big. Bigger than Jackson. I wasn't sure if I could take it all. My eyes widened as he got back and knelt over me. My hand reached forward and stroked it, causing him to make a strangled noise.

"Gods" he groaned as I hastily yanked my hand back "keep doing that angel and I'll blow my load before either of us are ready" he warned, bending down and beginning to nibble on my earlobe as I gasped and moaned.

I was feeling impatient but Knox was taking his time. He kissed the nape of my neck, soft little kisses that caused butterflies in my stomach. His hand roamed over my stomach, lightly caressing me, leaving no inch untouched. It caused my excitement to continue to grow. He worshipped my body, his mouth moving downwards and kissing my navel, his hands lightly touching my breasts, my thighs, my sides while I writhed beneath him, juices dripping onto the bedspreads as I grew even wetter and more desperate to feel him inside me.

"Please Knox" I beg, as he looks up at me, an indecipherable expression on his face "I need you" I choke out.

His hands go beneath me and cup my buttocks, kneading them as I gasp out loud. "Not yet, I want to feel every inch of that beautiful body" he murmurs.

He was driving me slowly insane. Every touch ignited a flame inside of me. I was a quivering shuddering mess. My hands gripped his back, my nails lightly digging in as I felt another o****m washing over me. I couldn't believe it. This had never happened before. Knox's lips curved into a twisted smile as he began to slowly line himself up in front of me. I writhed beneath him as he fixed his eyes on me, the smile slowly disappearing off his face.

"Tell me you want me to stop" he whispers, while I stare at him in disbelief "and I'll stop."

I could never do that. Not now. Not this deep in the throes of pleasure. I bit my lip, looking him right in the eyes. I slowly shook my head, reaching for him, clutching at his shoulders, my legs attempting to wrap themselves around his waist.

"I want you, Knox. Please" I begged, my inhibitions completely gone, my body trembling as I stared up at him begging with my eyes "Please, I need to feel you."

He gave a strangled cry and then I felt him slowly pushing inside of me, my mouth parting in surprise. His lips swooped down to capture mine as he pushed in a little deeper, my body adjusting to accommodate his largeness. I felt like I was being stuffed as he pushed in all the way to the hilt, my legs wrapping around his waist. He paused, breaking off the kiss, and glanced down once more, looking for assurance he could continue. I nodded eagerly, my hands stroking down his back, sliding, gliding, while he slowly pulled out of me and then pushed back in gently causing me to arch my back in pleasure.

So good. So damn good it was torture, I thought dazedly. It was all I could do to remain conscious as he continued at the same maddening slow pace, slowly stoking the flames of pleasure until I was whimpering and mewling, frantically clutching at him. "Faster" I begged.

He obliged, kissing me again, his body moving while mine joined him in an age-old dance as old as time. We rocked together, my head flinging itself back as I let out a strangled cry.

"Knox" I whimpered, while he gritted his teeth and continued, my pleasure so intense I was almost sobbing as I waited for relief "Knox please."

He slid out and then slammed in slightly harder. I cried out in pleasure.

"More" I sobbed. He continued to move harder and faster. He sucked on my n****e and gently squeezed my breast as I choked. His hand crept down below my legs and began to circle my c**t as I cried out. "You're so beautiful so goddamn beautiful" he murmured, his body moving atop of mine as I clung to him, wishing this moment would never end, that I would never have to forget this, as magical as it was. "You think I'm beautiful?" I whispered.

He lets out an incredulous laugh "Are you kidding? You're one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."

I cling to him tighter. Coming from his lips, I believe every word he's saying. I let out a sob as my pleasure builds to heights I never imagined I could go to. I'm desperate for release. Knox can sense it. A small smile curves on his lips. He begins to pound into me with a determined expression on his face.

I can't hold on any longer. My nails scratch lightly at his back as I come, screaming and shuddering, my orgasm violent and strong while he continues to thrust inside of me. I feel his body tensing and hear him curse, just before he orgasms himself, his forehead touching my own. He pants. I collapse onto the bed while he slowly slides out and rolls over putting his arm over my waist as I lay there stunned.

What just happened? I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I had just made love with none other than Knox Grant. My employer. My boss. What had come over me? I could feel myself beginning to panic but he nuzzled against me and my body relaxed itself automatically. All it wanted was to feel Knox against it. My mouth went dry.

"You're just as I imagined" he whispers as I glance over my shoulder and see him studying me intently "Every bit as beautiful and gorgeous as I pictured you."

How was I supposed to respond to that? What now? I could feel myself hesitating. Knox kisses the back of my head and I close my eyes, wishing this would last forever. He reluctantly gets off the bed and ambles to the bathroom. I hear the water starting up. I watch as Knox comes back out, a robe over himself. "I thought you might want a bath" he says quietly.

Is he always this courteous? I sit upright blushing. I was sore between my thighs but it was a pleasant ache. I stood up feeling nervous when Knox chuckled.

"You might want to hurry else I might be tempted to lay you back down and take you again" he warned with amusement.

I gape "Again, surely not...." I trail off as he glances down and makes his meaning clear.

He's already erect again! His voice is unapologetic "You have that effect on me" he shrugs sounding nonchalant.

I hastily dash into the bathroom and climb into the tub, aware of Knox's eyes on me, as I sit.

I hear the baby monitor go off and go to get up but Knox shakes his head. "I'll get it, you finish up and then lie down" he instructs casually.

"You mean sleep together, in the same bed?"

"Is that a problem?" he asks as he turns away "I think we have a lot to discuss still, don't you."

We did, I mused, watching him stride away. But would he still want me after tonight, or had this merely been a one night stand for him? The thought of that hurt more than I could bear.