Marrying the Millionaire (14 page)

Just as the Doberman was about to
pounce on Kayla, Richmond jumped in front of her and clapped his
hands. Bare chested, with a towel wrapped tight around his waist,
he clapped his hands again.

The Doberman bared his teeth. “Sit,
Killer! Sit!” Richmond’s husky voice echoed inside the cold, dark
room. Meeting the dog’s vicious gaze, Richmond spoke to the dog
through clenched teeth. “Killer, I said sit. Sit. Now.” Drool
slipped from between Killer’s razor sharp teeth, then he shut his
mouth. Obeying his commander, he folded his hind legs into the
floor, then sat his rear on top of them. Whimpering, he licked his
furry right paw.

Getting things under control inside
the room, Richmond turned to face Kayla. “Are you okay?” His brown
eyes impaled her.

Ashamed and shivering,
Kayla dropped her head.
He’s going to be
angry at me for coming inside Salina’s old room.
Starting with his bare feet, Kayla’s gaze
traveled up his muscular, hairy legs, over the white towel wrapped
around his waist, lingered over the bunched muscles of his chest,
then landed on his handsome face. “I’m sorry. I thought I was
entering the guest room where CJ is.”

Richmond put a finger to Kayla’s chin,
tilting her head back. Understanding settled inside his pupils.
“It’s okay, Kayla. Mistakes happen. My goodness, you’re shaking.”
He wrapped his arms about her shoulders and drew her to his solid
frame. “Thank God I got here in time because Killer would’ve eaten
you alive.”

Feeling safe wrapped within the
confines of his strong embrace, she nestled her head to the toned
muscles of his bare chest and draped her arms around his
waist.

The only person I’m
worried about eating me alive is you, Richmond. And I have the
distinct feeling I’d love every minute of you feasting between my
legs.

SEXUAL DESIRE TWIRLED IN THE pit of
Richmond’s gut and shot straight to his throbbing rod as he held
Kayla tight to his bare chest. Praying his tingling member didn’t
turn to stone against her belly, he tried to throttle the dizzying
current racing through him. With an arm lingering about her collar
bone, he dragged his hand upward to palm the back of her head as
her tremors tapered off. Poor woman had seen him come out of the
closet naked and ran upstairs into the wrong room. He chuckled
inwardly.

Not that he was cocky or anything, but
most women had the same reaction as Kayla whenever they saw his
bare shaft for the first time. They acted like the size of it
scared them. Even Salina had had a similar reaction when she’d seen
his erection for the first time, too.

His insides jangled with
excitement. Want. Desire. God, it felt heavenly to have a warm
female body pressed against him like this. Tempted to make a hot
move on Kayla, Richmond caressed her spine,
then curling his fingers around her biceps, he pried her from
him.

Tilting her head back, he studied the
tantalizing features of her caramel-complexioned face. Blinking,
her long eyelashes curled over her high cheekbones. Flustered, a
brownish-red tint stained her round cheeks. As much as he wished he
could deny it, he felt a slender, delicate thread form between
them.

“
I’ve made a complete fool
of myself.” Her sensual voice, her dark squirrel eyes, and her
sexy, curvy figure caused his blood to boil inside his veins.
Caused his spheres to harden. Caused the head of his manhood to
leak fluid from its slit beneath the warm towel encircling his
waist.

Standing inside the room he
once shared with his deceased wife in front of Kayla, Richmond’s
aroused body was betraying him. Making him feel things he thought
had long ago vanished. Had him wanting things he thought he’d never
want again—to feel the slickness of a woman’s hot sex coating his
hard length.
Jesus
Christ
. Let him hurry up and get Kayla out
of this room before he ended up trying to make love to her. Before
he snatched off his towel, threw her on the bed, and delved between
her legs.

Tightening the white towel around his
waist, heat spread like wildfire through his bones. His eyes
wavered down the creamy expanse of her slender neck, then back up
at her face. His chest clenched. “You didn’t make a fool of
yourself, Kayla.” He put a hand to her spine and steered her out of
the chilly room, closing the door behind them.

Kayla glanced up at him. “If you say
so. All I know is that I feel like a complete idiot for running
into that room. I promise I won’t again.” It was then that Richmond
realized his hand was glued to her spine.

Wishing his body would cool off, he
snatched his palm from the lower area of her back. “By the way, why
did you come to my room downstairs in the first place?”

“
I needed a towel and a
washcloth.”

“
I’ll go get them for you
right now.” Leaving Kayla standing at the top of the staircase
looking at him, he descended the steps. Inside his room downstairs,
he grabbed a washcloth and towel from the bathroom closet, then
headed back upstairs.

When he reached the side of
the guest bedroom on the second floor, Richmond paused.
I need to give Kayla these towels and leave
immediately. The longer I’m around her, the more difficult it
becomes to fight off the temptation crawling through my
system.

Talking himself into giving Kayla the
towels and then leaving right away, Richmond entered the room to
find her sitting on the bench at the foot of the bed, waiting for
his return.

“
Hot damn, you like Kayla
for yourself.”
Zeke’s words came slamming
into his brain as he handed her the towels. Okay, so maybe he had a
sexual thing for her, but that was it.

Piercing his soul with those gentle,
dark eyes of hers, Kayla took the towels and stood.
“Thanks.”

Turning his head towards the sleigh
bed, he glanced over at CJ, who was sound asleep. “He had a full
day today.”

Strong glints of love soaked up her
eyes as she looked at her son sleeping. “Yes. He and Isabelle. They
get along so well.”

“
Yes, they do. I’m glad she
has met a new friend. Well, if you need anything else, just
holler.”

Kayla giggled. “I’ll make
sure to knock on the door before I enter next time.” He zoned in on
her soft-looking lips, mentally caressing her qualities.
The way I feel right now, you don’t ever have to
knock. Just bring your fine ass right on in my bedroom anytime you
feel like it. Feeling the curves of your firm breasts pressed into
my chest felt pleasurable. Damn, should’ve kissed you when I was
holding you. When I had the chance.
“Richmond.” Kayla waved her hand in front of his face,
snapping him out of his sexual trance.

Richmond shook his head, snapping
completely out of his reverie. “What’d you say?”

“
Isabelle had mentioned
earlier today she wanted to get in the Jacuzzi, so I brought my
bathing suit. Is it still okay if I get in?” Silence. Nothing.
“Never mind.”

“
No. Yes. It’s fine,
Kayla.”

Blinking her long eyelashes, she
tilted her head. “Are you sure?”

“
Yes. Go ahead and get in,
and enjoy yourself. Have a good night.”

“
You, too.”

“
I most definitely will,”
he said, leaving the bedroom. Tonight had to be the first and last
time that Kayla and CJ ever spent the night. There was no telling
what may end up happening between them two if he allowed her to
stay again.

Brief seconds later, Richmond entered
his bedroom downstairs and shut the door. Aiming the remote to the
sixty-inch plasma television mounted to the wall, he pressed the
red power button. The gigantic screen lit up, tuning into ESPN, his
favorite station other than CNN.

What a night, what a
night
. Letting the towel fall from his
waist to the floor, he treaded inside his bathroom. In dire need of
a cold shower to cool off his loins, he yanked open the glass
shower door, turned the faucet, and stepped inside.

The cool water shooting
from the spout down onto his body did nothing to subside his
arousal for Kayla. Rubbing the bar of soap over his chest, he
couldn’t stop thinking about the fine woman upstairs inside his
house. He couldn’t stop thinking about how she’d made him feel when
he’d held her. Couldn’t stop thinking about the sensual glow in her
eyes whenever she looked at him. Or the sweet caress of her voice
every time she spoke to him. Most importantly, he couldn’t get over
how quickly Isabelle had taken to her.
Now
that’s a first.
Normally Isabelle was
standoffish, but not with Kayla. His daughter already liked the
woman, and her son.

Churning sounds emanating
from the outdoor Jacuzzi on his deck buzzed inside Richmond’s
ears.
Kayla’s outdoors.
Unable to resist getting a glimpse of her, he
slightly hefted the window inside the shower and peeped through the
small crack. What happened next sent him into a whirlwind of
tumultuous emotions.

Covered in a cotton pink robe, Kayla
stood barefoot on the deck in front of the Jacuzzi. Bubbles foamed
at the top of the water. She twirled her hand in the bubbly jet
stream water. Untying the sash of her garment, she gazed out toward
the dark marsh tapering into a wide river, then shrugged her arms
from the sleeves of her robe.

The material slipped from
her body to the floor, revealing her sexy, curvy figure sheathed
inside a one-piece fitted bathing suit. Waves of excitement charged
through Richmond’s system as his eyes latched on to her boobs
perching from the material of her lavender swimwear. The way the
thin material looked stretching over her curvy, plump butt sent his
sex to pulsating.
Look at her brown,
voluptuous thighs
. He liked a woman with
some meat on her bones.

She put her hand to her abdomen, then
clambered inside the water. Closing her eyes, she laid her head on
the curb of the Jacuzzi. Bubbles floated around her sexy neck. “Oh
God. This feels…soooo good,” she moaned.

Arousal surged through Richmond. His
hairy, wet shaft hardened, inched down his thigh. Feeling himself
grow immeasurably, he glanced down between his legs. The round head
of his erection was swollen, looked like it was about to pop with
fluid. He quietly lowered the window, then relocked it.

Damn you, Kayla.
Horny as hell, he held the tip of his bulbous
head with his thumb and index finger, then began vigorously
scrubbing his erection with the large bar of soap. Up and over,
round and round, he washed his thick, heavy rod. Needing to relieve
himself, the blood pushing at the veins in his shaft made it pound
with an erratic rhythm.

With water streaming down over him, he
tossed the bar of soap to the floor, put his head to the wet tile,
and fisted his soapy member. Picturing Kayla’s pretty face, her
luscious figure, he slapped a hard hand to the wall and wildly
jerked himself up and down. Up and down.

Fucking his tight fist, a deep groan
rattled inside his chest. Imagining Kayla’s lips wrapping around
the head of his pulsating stem, he thrust his hips. Ran the pad of
his thumb over his engorged head, seeping with pre-cum. “Arrrggh,”
he grunted.

Warm water pelted his flesh. Feeling
his orgasm nearing, he squeezed his tool harder. Rocked his pelvis
more solidly. His own deep grunts filled his ears. Mashing and
pulling. Squeezing and stroking. Cum boiled inside his hard jewels
and traveled up the length of his throbbing sex.

Groaning like a beast,
sperm detonated from the slit of his steely erection and flew on
his jerking grip. With his pole remaining hard in his messy hand,
Richmond suddenly realized he could make love all night if he had a
special woman in his life.
Kayla’s got to
get her ass out of here first thing tomorrow morning. Causing me to
resort to masturbation while imagining her face, I’m never going to
let her spend the night here again.

DUCKS QUACKED OUTSIDE RICHMOND’S
BEDROOM window and sailed inside his ears. Lying in bed on his
back, his eyes opened to the vaguely lit room. He rolled onto his
side and spied the alarm clock. The red number six flashed to
seven. An expletive ripped from his mouth. His alarm clock didn’t
go off like it was supposed to.