The Billionaire's Gamble (12 page)

Each time one of her friends came up to them, she was careful to introduce them to him and explain how they knew each other. It was as if she wanted him to become their friend as well, which he didn’t have the heart to tell her was an impossibility. She could trust these people all she wanted. He wasn’t going down that route. He’d been there before and had been burned. Life had taught him well. But no one would hurt Sabrina. He’d make sure of it. And if any of them tried, he would be there when they let her down, he told himself grimly.

The evening wore on and the food was good, the wine and champagne continued to flow and it seemed that everyone was having a wonderful time. Except for him. Sid watched as she danced with her father, her friends, even groups of people. He’d had the traditional first dance with her but ever since, he’d left her alone to have a good time. He never let her out of his sight though and now, four hours after the reception had started, he wanted to haul her into his arms and take her upstairs. He wanted her. He’d waited weeks for her. Hell, he’d waited months if he started counting at the interview when he’d first hired her.

“I can’t believe you’ve been this patient, old man,” Zeke said, walking up and slapping Sid on the back while handing him a glass of bourbon. “What are you waiting for?”

Sid looked across the room at his new wife and wondered the same thing himself. But he saw her smile at her friends, laugh at something they said and he sighed. “She’s having a good time. I don’t want to disappoint her.”

Sid pulled his eyes away from his wife for a moment to look at his brother. That’s when he noticed the intense look Zeke was shooting across the room. Sid’s eyes followed the line of sight to find Sabrina’s younger, but taller and definitely more sophisticated sister leaning against the wall, sipping champagne and talking with some women he’d met earlier but had no idea what their names were.

Sid looked back at his brother and smiled, his first in several hours. “What are you waiting for?” he asked, tossing the question right back at him.

Zeke tore his eyes away from the sultry brunette and took a long swallow of his own glass of bourbon, hissing as the liquid slipped down his throat. “Patience. I’m wearing her down,” he said. “She wants me,” he laughed.

Sid glanced back across the room and noted that the pretty woman was indeed staring back but when she saw him looking, she quickly glanced away. Her body language told him she was angry but he had no idea why. “Be careful, baby bro,” Sid said. “If you hurt my wife’s sister, I might be called out to do some bodily harm.”

Zeke smiled engagingly. “I’d love to see you try!”

 

Sid laughed. “Been a long time since we’ve had a good brawl, hasn’t it?” he asked.

Zeke nodded back, chuckling under his breath. “It sure has. But we’re not going to fight over women. They aren’t worth it. Besides, there are so many other things I’d rather do with, or rather to, women.”

“That one in particular?” Sid asked, nodding toward the woman shooting daggers at his younger brother.

 

“Absolutely,” he said. “And it’s time to make a move.”

 

Sid slapped him on the shoulder. “From the glares you’re getting, I’d wager that you’ve already started that little battle. Would I be right?”

 

Zeke nodded and laughed. “Are you kidding? Look at her! She’s the most gorgeous woman in the room.”

“Second,” Sid corrected. “And I wish you luck, baby bro. In the meantime, I’m going to steal my wife from these strangers and take her off with me.” down on the table beside him. “I wish you luck with your hunting. She’s a tigress from what I’ve heard. She protects her older sister like a momma lion,” he cautioned.
He put his glass But be warned.

“I’ve already experienced her claws,” he tossed back.

Sid was mildly surprised that there was female that had actually met Zeke and would still be shooting daggers at him. Zeke had a special way with women. He was charming and likeable and treated his latest woman as if she were a princess. They never lasted long but each tried hard to engage his interest for more than a month or two. But at the moment, he was more interested in treating his new wife like a princess, or more specifically, as his princess.

He walked purposefully across the room, his demeanor causing the people to part without question and make way for him. Sid ignored the knowing smiles, simply because they were right. He was going to make love to his wife and anyone who stopped him would be in trouble. Might even be fired in his current mood. He wanted Sabrina alone. Immediately.

Sabrina felt the hairs on the nape of her neck stand up and she knew that Sid was coming. Her breathing started coming in shallow gasps and she turned around slowly. Sure enough, the people were moving out of his way as he walked across the ballroom.

Goodness he was magnificent, she thought. His shoulders were so broad and he looked like some sort of god in that tuxedo. How could she be so lucky to actually be married to this man? Her heartbeat increased and she could feel her body responding to just his look.

She was prepared for him to take her hand and walk her out of the room as quickly as possible. He was always so dignified and ceremonious she knew he’d be polite, but determined. So when he bent down and picked her up into his arms, she was so surprised that she threw her arms around his neck, holding on as he carried her out of the ballroom. The crowd cheered and Sabrina buried her face in his neck, embarrassed but feeling very wanted right at the moment.

He walked quickly across the hotel lobby to the private elevators. He didn’t even put her down as he slid the card down the entry reader. The doors closed almost instantly and they were finally alone, the elevator whisking them up to the penthouse. But Sabrina was completely unaware of any of that since Sid was kissing her, her legs sliding down his body.

The doors opened and she was again lifted into his strong arms and carried into his bedroom. There, he set her onto her feet then stepped back to throw his tuxedo jacket onto the floor, uncaring of the crumpled heap.

“Sid?” she asked, her body starting to shake. But it wasn’t out of fear this time. It was out of need.

 

“Don’t be afraid,” he groaned, pulling her back into his arms. “I won’t hurt you,” he said softly but his voice was husky with his own need.

 

“I’m not afraid,” she said. “I know you’ll be wonderful.”

 

Sid pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers. “Then what’s wrong?” he asked.

She smiled up at him, putting her hands on his shoulders and slipping her fingers underneath the black suspenders. “Nothing is wrong,” she said, her smile faltering as he groaned. “Is that wrong?” she asked, quickly pulling her hands away.

“No!” he said quickly and grabbed her hands back, putting them against his chest. “Please, feel free to do anything you’d like,” he said, and put his own hands on her waist.

 

“Anything?” she asked, licking her suddenly dry lips.

 

“Absolutely anything,” he said, his hands moving to her back and massaging the tense muscles there.

She answered him by pulling his tie, then tossing it behind her. Then her long fingers started working on the buttons of his shirt, releasing them one by one to her curious touch. “I want to touch you the way you always touch me,” she said in almost a whisper.

“Good, then just imitate me,” he said, his fingers sliding the satin buttons through the loops on her back. He was very efficient and soon had the buttons completely undone while she was still working on the front of his shirt.

“Do you want some help?” he asked.

She shook her head and concentrated, but his hands found the skin underneath her dress and she had to close her eyes as the feelings washed over her. She shivered as his hands moved slowly down her back, then moved up to her shoulders again and pushed the pearl encrusted fabric down her arms. He pushed the dress down, then lifted her up and out, placing her next to the bed. She was now dressed only in her bra, panties and thigh high stockings and shoes.

Sabrina tried to be brave as she stood before him but a part of her wanted the security of her clothes. Then she looked up into his face and saw the heat in his eyes as he took in her pale skin underneath the lace of her underwear.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice hoarse. He reached up to touch the lace laying against her breast and she inhaled sharply, her knees almost giving out on her.

 

“Sid!” she called out and her hands reached up to work on his buttons again, her fingers shaking violently this time.

Sid wasn’t just standing still and making her task easy though. His hands pulled her against his strong body and she could feel his erection against her stomach. The feeling made her both weak and strong and she loved the fact that this man wanted her so intensely. “Let me help you,” he said and quickly worked the buttons on his shirt, tossing the clips onto the bedside table. His shirt came next and when he was standing in front of her without it, Sabrina’s mouth formed an “O” in amazement. “You’re beautiful too,” she said, her hands tentatively touching the strong muscles in his stomach, fascinated as they rippled under her fingers.

Sid watched as she moved her hands against his heated skin. Her light, tentative touch almost killed him. It was as if she’d never seen a man’s chest before and then he remembered that his new wife probably hadn’t touched a man’s chest before. He knew she was a virgin but even virgin’s had experimented a little. But probably not Sabrina. That thought was so powerful, he wanted to lift her up and push his body into her soft flesh, branding her with his possession but he also knew he’d have to take this slowly, carefully so he wouldn’t hurt her. She was so delicate, he thought. He’d rather die than hurt her in any way.

When her fingers trailed down to the edge of his slacks though, he had to pull her hands away. “You can’t do that yet,” he warned then bent down to lay her onto the bed. His hand quickly divested her of her bra and panties but left her stockings on. Within moments, he joined her on the bed, his heated gaze taking in her naked body slightly beneath his.

His mouth touched hers, trying to move slowly but she wasn’t having that. Her hands reached out for his shoulders, pulling him down on top of her and Sid was all for that. He wanted to feel her breasts against his chest, to feel her body against his. He still had his slacks on but as he kissed her, his knee moved between her legs. He almost groaned in pain when her legs moved to give him room, letting him settle exactly where he wanted to be.

He tore his mouth from hers and moved down her neck, kissing and nibbling until he reached his goal and then he waited, watching her nipple harden under his gaze before he even touched her. Then he slowly took her breast into his mouth, suckling gently, then lifting his head to blow on the hardened peak. He heard her cries of pleasure and moved his hands down her waist as his mouth continued to suckle. His fingers moved along the outside of her hip, her thigh, his mouth moved to her other breast while his hands moved to the inside of her thigh, then closer to the curls that hid her femininity.

Sid almost lost control when he felt how wet she was, how ready for him. He wanted to dive into her, feel her close around his painfully hard shaft but he held back, letting his fingers slide into her tight sheath while his mouth moved from her breasts down her stomach, nibbling on the smooth body and then lower.

“Sid?”

 

“Trust me,” he said and it wasn’t a question. It was an order.

Sabrina’s foggy mind registered this only moments before his mouth closed over her most private part. When she felt his mouth, her whole body sat up. Then she felt his tongue and her back fell back against the bed, her screams of shock and delight ripping out of her while her hands held onto his head, her fingers clenching at his hair. She wasn’t sure if she was pulling him away or keeping him there but her body didn’t care. Within moments, her whole mind and body splintered into a million pieces as the waves of orgasm crashed over her.

When she was able to breathe again, she opened her eyes to find Sid staring down at her, a heated look in his eyes and her body reacted. “Thank you!” she said with emotion. “I never knew…” she started, unable to finish the sentence.

Sid grinned slowly. “I know.”

 

“But what about you?” she asked, her face flaming as she realized that he was still hard and ready for her.

 

“There’s still more,” he said as his hand moved up her hip.

 

“More?” she asked, both amazed and exhilarated. She laughed softly but her body moved underneath his hand. “I don’t know if I can take any more.”

“Don’t worry,” Sid said, moving on top of her and covering his body with hers. “I’ll make sure you’re with me the whole way,” he said before bending down to take her mouth with his.

And sure enough, Sabrina was caught up once again in the whirlwind. As Sid’s body moved against hers, the feelings she’d just experience started increasing again. And then she felt his manhood against her thigh and her body shivered in both fear and anticipation.

Without her knowing what she was doing, she moved her legs up against his, one knee coming up to rest against his hip, giving his erection the perfect opportunity to explore.

She felt his fingers again and her breath caught in her throat. “Sid?” she asked, nervous suddenly.

 

“Don’t worry,” he said, his breathing ragged. “I’ll take care of you.”

He probed her opening and found her wet and ready. Taking her hands in his, he raised them up over her head. “Look at me Sabrina,” he said and waited until she complied. “You’re my wife,” he said hoarsely. “Do you understand?” he asked.

“Yes!” she said and a moment later, he slid smoothly into her opening. There was a small moment of pain, more like a pop than anything else, before he was buried inside her. The moment was too wonderful and Sabrina pulled her hands free of his grasp so she could hold onto his shoulders.

The feelings she’d felt earlier were nothing compared to the pinnacle she reached this time. Sid’s body moving inside her made her entire being climax. She closed her eyes, crying out with the pleasure that poured over her like molten lava, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. “I love you, Sid,” she called out, overwhelmed and more satisfied that she could ever think of being. Sid’s orgasm followed moments later and together, they drifted back to the present in each other’s arms.
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