The Billionaires Mistress (10 page)

“I know” she had finally managed “and for the record I’ve wanted this just as long”.

As she had talked her fingers had trailed lazily around his stomach.

“I don’t regret this Ryan” she had managed, raising her head to kiss him once more, her tongue licking along his lips as he had groaned softly, her voice gentle.

“Maybe this was just something we had to get out of our system”

With a soft sad laugh she had gently caressed his cheek, her eyes showing the sadness deep within.

“It will certainly make my flight more interesting” she had finished trying to laugh as he had looked at her with such concentration before her kiss had deepened, the flame once more igniting between the two.

This time, as they had made love they had taken their time, Ryan running his tongue and mouth along ever inch of her, his hands caressing her to such devastating effect. As he had moved down her body his hands pulling her legs apart he had caressed the insides of her thighs with his hands as she had cried out, his tongue flicking deep within her. Jenna had never experienced such ecstasy and her hands and fingers had pulled at his hair her legs wrapped around his back as he had teased and enticed such responses with her, responses she was not aware she was capable of before his thrusting tongue had finally hit the core of her and she had once more felt the sensations rip through her flowing from her belly to every part of her body before she had finally collapsed on the bed gasping and panting as her body continued to spasm with the intensity of her climax.

He had slid back up to kiss her mouth letting her taste herself on his tongue as he had breathed new life into her, unbelievably rising her once more with the need to touch him. As she had pushed him onto his back, he had encouraged her, revelled in the way she had kissed down him. Her mouth had followed the contours of his body, licking his belly as he had groaned, her cheek nuzzling the hardness of him as she had kissed along his thigh, his breathing now ragged full of anticipation as she had taken him into her small hand her nose filling with the heady scent of him. As her tongue had flicked the now leaking tip of him his whole body had shuddered and she had looked deeply up into his eyes sliding the length of him further into her mouth, his eyes closing with the intense pleasure she arose within him.

She had heard him whispering her name as his fingers had slid into her hair his hips moving against her mouth as she had continued to raise him so high until with a tortured groan he had begged her to stop.

Pulling her mouth from him, she had grasped him in her small hand sliding his silky length between her fingers, her mouth moving to kiss him as she had felt his body stiffen, his hands grabbing her head as he had kissed her with an intensity that had made her head spin, before his head had fallen back, his breathing coming in laboured pants as he had once more experienced the same mind blowing orgasm totally unable to speak for seconds as he had lain back completely spent.

Jenna had chuckled as she had once more moved into the crook of his arm, smiling happily against him feeling her body so tired.

With hands that shook Ryan had cleaned himself, laughing softly before pulling her once more into his embrace.

“You Miss Long are an amazing lady” he had grinned, yawning softly as she had smiled back.

“And you Mr Trudeau are an amazing man” her voice slurred as she had succumbed to the tiredness which filled every part of her. As she had fallen asleep against him, Ryan Trudeau had held her harder to him, his face frowning with concentration, before sleep and complete exhaustion had seen him too fall into a deep sleep.

Jenna had jumped slightly her eyes opening in confusion as she had felt the watch on her wrist vibrate. Looking around she had frowned, not recognising her surroundings, before she realised that an arm was draped around her waist the memories of the previous evening flooding back to her as she had smiled softly. She could feel Ryan holding her against his stomach as they had spooned, their naked bodies tight against the other. That evening had been everything she had ever dreamt it would be, and Jenna had wanted so badly to wake him, knowing that it would have resulted in their love making continuing.

Tentatively lifting his arm from her, she had moved sliding from his embrace, sadly looking at his sleeping face, that wonderful handsome face so relaxed in sleep. That night had been wonderful, one she would never forget, but as he had reminded her Ryan was not somebody looking for a relationship, to him women were not in his long term plan, and she knew that it was time to go. Pulling her night shirt back on she had silently padded her way back to her own bedroom.

Showering quickly she had groaned remembering the way he had controlled her body, the way she had cried for him begged him to make love to her, her whole being wanting her to go back into his room and awaken him. With a decisive shake she had dried herself, quickly dressing. Looking at her watch she had frowned moving out to the living room with her large hold-all she had picked up the telephone as it had rang, speaking in as low a voice as possible, as she had been informed by the front desk that her taxi had arrived.

With a last look around she had moved into the lift feeling sad knowing that it would be the last time she would ride in it, sadness filling her as it had taken her down to the lobby, the doorman wishing her well on her journey. Jenna had given him a small hug much to his delight before moving into the taxi a small tear winding its way down her face as she had made her way to the airport.

Ryan was not sure what had woken him, but he had woke with a start. His mind flashing back to the previous evening as smiling his hand had reached out, frowning on feeling the empty bed, his eyes opening quickly looking for her. With a scowl he had called out her name, before pulling on his pyjama bottoms and moving out of his room to hers. She had made her bed, and the room was tidy and empty, the smell of her perfume still clinging to the air, the smell making him groan with the need for her which once more rose so strongly within him.

Looking around, his body had snapped to attention seeing the signs everywhere that she had left. Her bag nowhere to be seen, her jacket normally draped over a chair in the living room gone. With decisive steps he had picked up the telephone, phoning down to the door man who had informed him that she had only just left for the airport, his insides growing cold as he had sworn harshly under his breath.

The airport was busy despite the time of the morning, and Jenna had groaned seeing the size of the line for the flight, wishing that she had checked in online that morning. Smiling she had sighed wistfully knowing why she had slept in longer, missing the main alarm in her room glad that she had set a backup on her watch. With the memories of that, she had taken her place, her mind replaying the night unaware of the dreamy look on her face as she had slowly moved down the line towards the check in desk.

With only two more people in front of her she had turned in disbelief as Ryan’s voice had filled the air, crying out her name as he had moved swiftly towards her, her whole mind in turmoil wondering what he was doing there.

Shocked she had stared in disbelief.

“Ryan?” her confusion so visible on her shell shocked features.

“What....what are you doing here?”

As he had reached her, his face had seemed determined.

“You never said goodbye.....you never woke me up”.

Jenna had become aware as everybody in the line had watched the drama that was unfolding before them, as she had not known what was going on.

“You came all the way down here to say goodbye? Because I didn’t wake you?” her voice alive with confusion.

He had shaken his head, taking her hands in his as she had looked into his eyes hers wide with surprise, finally he had seemed to pull himself together his expression becoming surer.

“Last night you said that maybe we needed to get it out of our system” seeing as she had nodded stupefied.

“Well...is it Jenna...is it out of our system? Can you honestly say that you can leave now.......because it doesn’t feel out of my system and I don’t think it is out of yours either”.

He had hesitated as she had stared at him, her face looking so warily at him, before licking her lips nervously.

“Ryan, last night was wonderful, so much more than wonderful” her eyes flicking up to his.

“But maybe it its best if we just part now...........as friends” giving a small shaky smile to hide the way her whole insides seemed to be tearing apart at the thought of leaving him, seeing as now only one person was left in the queue.

He however, had shaking his head.

“No........I don’t think you mean that Jenna” he had finished before taking another step closer pulling her into his arms and kissing her deeply. As his mouth had met hers she had melted falling against him her arms flying around his neck, unaware as many of the queue had began to clap some whistling loudly.

“Come back with me Jenna...........we owe it to each other to really get this out of our systems” he had muttered against her lips.

Jenna’s mind was a muddle of sounds and noises, his words only just making it through to her befuddled brain. As every instinct in her had told her to flee, to get away as fast as possible, her traitorous body had moved forward, stepping out of the line.

“Are you sure......are you really sure Ryan?” was all she could manage, as he had smiled so widely his face alive with relief.

“I don’t think I have ever been surer of anything in my life Jenna” he had said before kissing her once more. As they had finally broken apart she had been smiling at him, nodding her head her eyes sparkling with the emotion of the situation. As he had placed his arm around her shoulder, he had taken her bag leading her back to the exit, one arm moving around his waist, her head leaning against his shoulder.

Back at the apartment she had stood unsure where to go, where to put her bag, as pulling her back in for a kiss he had taken her hand leading her into his room.

“Our room”

He had whispered gently into her ear, her body quivering at even this slight touch from him, before he had kissed her so deeply, closing the door as the two had once more fallen onto the bed, their need for each other overwhelming, their lovemaking frantic at how close they had come to losing the other.

Hours later Ryan had woken, smiling seeing her still sleeping beside him. Looking at his watch he was surprised to see it still only 9 in the morning moving slowly from the bed not wanting to disturb her, once more admiring her smooth skin and kissable lips. He had frowned remembering earlier that morning how intense his relief had been as she had agreed to return with him, not fully understanding why he should feel that way. There was no place in his life for any woman long term and she knew that, frowning a little that she would have any other expectations, before smiling with the realisation that Jenna was not some gold digger hoping to land herself a rich husband. The passion they had shared had been real, and like all good affairs, it would eventually fizzle out as it worked out of their system, until that time knowing that he was so happy to have her with him. Moving from the bed he had determined to make her breakfast, smiling as he had pulled on his jeans and t-shirt before moving from the room.

To his surprise Tom was already sitting at the counter, looking up at him, his eyes sad.

“Hey”

He had managed taking a sip from his coffee as Ryan had moved to reheat the kettle.

“What’s up with you” his brother had breezed, smiling happily.

“I miss her already” the reply, his voice sad as he had given a long sigh, before frowning as his brother had pulled down two cups.

“Geez Ryan where the hell did you go last night” he had questioned, before looking accusingly at his brother. Hearing the sound of other footsteps behind him he had thrown his brother a scathing look before turning to see the person entering the kitchen. Seeing Jenna his face had lit up with joy rushing forward to lift her off her feet.

“Oh my god you changed your mind” he had cried before realising what direction she had come from, seeing how she wore one of Ryan’s shirts his eyes wide with stunned surprise.

Jenna had giggled, looking nervously at Tom as she had moved over towards Ryan, feeling as he had wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in closer to him, his chin resting on her head the two looking cautiously at Tom.

For a few seconds the three had remained silent before the younger man had begun laughing, Ryan and Jenna looking at each other in surprise.