Billionaire's Revenge (9 page)

Sara
bucked
under him as her body held him so tightly, the feel of her muscles clamped down on him tearing a moan from Darius as he began to slowly thrust within
her, Sara’s legs wrapped around his hips as she
rose
with him, clinging to his
arm
s
.  She felt his breathing change, become more ragged as he
began to drive into her, faster, deeper
,
her body welcoming him as she cried out his name
.  H
er feet slid down his legs, small whimpers leaving her as she embraced everything about this man, his blackmail of no interest as the two raced together towards some unknown finish, Sara with him every step of the way
,
as his mouth
once more
took
hers
, stifling all sounds as she shared his breath.

Sara felt the waves rise, gasping in shock, not aware as she wrenched her mouth from his, her head thrown back as she cried out
,
“What is that!”
,
before her body exploded
into
a thousand
tiny pinpricks of pleasure, each sending heated ecstasy firing throughout her entire body.  Panting and crying out, she bucked against Darius, unaware of his relieved growl as the tempo of his thrusts became frantic, his breathing becoming heavier before he too took
one final
surge
,
sheathing himself fully within her
,
his climax every bit as powerful as hers
.  H
is cries
joined hers, until silence
once more
fell
,
broken o
nly by the two dragging in
lungfuls
of air, Darius falling heavily over Sara.

She stared at the ceiling, her eyes wide with disbelief.  Now she knew, now finally she understood what her friends had
talked about
.  She fought
the urge to move her arms around him and kiss his cheek.  To him this was revenge, a mea
ns to make her pay for the past.  I
t meant nothing else to him; Sara was afraid to show the intensity of her experience.  Biting her lip she remained silent and still under him, until he finally pushed himself from her, rolling over onto his back, his breathing still ragged, one arm over his head.

Darius
was
the first to speak, turning his head to look at her
. 
“What is that?”
,
he
repeated
softly
, his voice full of disbelief as Sara groaned, wishing that she had
held back the words, knowing that she
had
been unable to hold anything back in th
at final moment of release
.  He watched a
s she savaged her lip
,
not willing to meet his look, her eyes fixed on the ceiling
.
 
“
Are you telling me that you
never
had
an orgasm before?”
 
Even in the darkness he could see how she flushed
. 
“I
...
I would rat
her not...
”
she
began
, Darius
cutting over her with determination
. 
“We
had
an agreement remember.  You answer all my questions honestly”

With a soft groan
,
she
shook
her head minutely
, “
N
o
”
,
falling from her lips
as he stared back at her in stunned surprise
. 
“You were
married six
months...are you telling me that not once
?”
 
Shaking her head more firmly she cleared her throat nervously
. 
“
T
echnically we were only together one month...we were separated five before the divorce
...and of the month we were together, one week was spent at my mother’s helping with my father’s funeral...so we didn’t...”
,
her voice trailing off weakly.

She heard as he shifted to lie on his side, his head resting on the palm of his hand as he looked down at her, flicking her eyes to him seeing the way he
frowned, his eyes narrowed.
 
“So you divorced him
because he was a lousy lover?”
 
Groaning loudly, she tried to move to the side of the bed, her intention to leave as his arm flashed out, holding her down
,
his hand angling her head to him so that he coul
d watch her face.
 
“Please Darius...I really do not want to talk about my marriage”
,
her voice holding a pleading note as he
shook
his head
. 
“No...
Unless
this is the one secret you wish to keep...then tell me
”
He
saw
as her eyes closed softly in
defeat before she began talking
.

“Nigel and I were friends...when he started to try and date me I was flattered...but not interested.  My father
had
just been diagnosed with cancer and he knew he didn’t have much time.  He begged me to marry Nigel
”
Pausing
,
she seemed to pull herself together
. 
“I
had
been at university for four years, not been there to help the company when my father neede
d it...
and
well
,
I owed him
.  He called in the
favour and e
ventually I agreed.  Nigel was over the moon - told me that he was OK with knowing that I didn’t love him...that he knew I would grow to love him...so we got married”
 
Growing silent she hoped that he would leave it at that, however his soft voice dashed
that hope
.

“That is all good and well
, not exactly romantic
Sara...but still does not answer why you divorced”
 
He
saw
the way her tongue ran nervously along her mouth, surprised at the tug of desire which pulled on his groin from this simple action so soon after the earth shattering climax he
had
just experienced.
 
“We
had
been married two weeks
, and I
had
not long come back from my mother’s,
when he asked me to accompany him to a dinner which he
had
been invited to at the last minute.  I
had
a previous engagement and said no...
a
nd
...he became furious.  He grabbed me and threw me against the wall”

His sharp intake of breath made something shrivel up inside her as she continued
, “
Instantly he was all full of apologies.  Told me that he loved me
so much that it was tearing him apart that I didn’t feel the same way...he made me feel like it was somehow my fault”
  H
er eyes met his, seeing the anger within
them
, an anger she knew not aimed at her. “I forgave him
” She
gave a humourless half-laugh, her expression becoming contemptuous of herself.  “I never understood why women would allow themselves to stay in an abusive relationship...but there I was forgiving him
” She
grew
silent as the memories flooded her mind, his soft voice prompting her to continue
.

“Then what happened?”
 
Swallowing once more
,
she shuddered slightly “a couple of weeks later I accidentally dropped one of his
trophies
, gave it a small dent.  He was livid.  I promised to take it and have it repaired but he was like an animal.  He hit me
...hard, and I fell against the table knocking myself out
”
This
time she heard the
loud hiss of air sucked
in
.
“
When I woke up my head was blee
ding and Nigel was in a state of panic.  I think he thought he
had
killed me.  He kept telling me
over and over again that
he was sorry...that he hadn’t meant it. 
I needed a doctor, but he wouldn’t let me get to the phone. 
He just kept telling me I must have tripped, he was solely concerned that nobody know what he had
done and only agreed to call the ambu
lance when I promised not to tell anybody how it happened”

Taking another long breath she finished
, “
After the hospital I never went back.  I t
old him that I wanted a divorce and moved in with my friend Tara. 
He tried to get me to come back, but when it became obvious that I would not he told me that if I told anybody what had
happened that
he would drag me into court, would hold up the divorce for as long as possible.  At first I didn’t care
-
I was going to take him all the way but life has a way of changing priorities
”
Darius
heard the sadness creep into her tone as
she
gave
herself a shake
. 
“So I agreed and we divorced quietly with a
no
-
fault settlement
”
She
could feel the disbelief from the man at her side
.

“Why the hell would you let a creep like that away with what he
did
...do you have any idea of the rumours he is
spreading about you?  He accuses you of having affairs
,
making it
impossible
for him to continue with the marriage”
,
his eyes narrowin
g even further
.  W
ith a soft nod
,
she looked back at him, the sadness still so evident
. 
“I know what he is saying Darius...but like I said sometimes life has a way of changing your priorities.  I do not care what he says...I don’t care what any of them
say.  But the last thing I needed was a public show of the breakup of my marriage.  I wanted out as quietly as possible”

His voice was
full of anger and contempt
. 
“What the hell could be so important that you would let a bastard like that get
away with what he
did
to you
?
...
He
really could have killed you Sara”
  H
is eyes star
ed
down at her as she shook her head refusing to speak
. 
“Answer”
,
he bit out as for the first time he
saw
the shutters fall over her normally so expressive eyes
.

“No.  That is the one thing that I will not tell you about.  My one secret
”
His
eyes trailed over her lovely face, his frown deepening
,
seeing the determination in her expression before his voice bec
a
me softer.
 
“Perhaps I could help you
?
”
his
words surprising her before she
gave
a small snort
. 
“Of course...you are all about helping me”
  
Trying
to move once more,
his arm
again tighten
ed around her
.

“Where are you going?
”
he asked, Sara stiffening
. 
“Now that you have finished...I
would like to go to my own room”
,
her eyes flicking to his
,
seeing as a small smile settled in the corner of his mouth
. 
“Fine.
  You keep your secret...and no
,
I have no interest in helping you”
 
Sara
was
surprised to hear the note of anger in his voice
. 
“
B
ut
understand this.  Firstly THIS is your room
...
from now on you will share my bed till we split”
,
his voice becoming more
sensual,
“and secondly...we
had
not finished”
,
hi
s mouth once more dropping
to hers as she made to argue
.