Page 50 of His Long-Lost Baby

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He groans, his lips trailing down my neck.

“Billie,” he murmurs against my skin. “You’re so beautiful.”

“James,” I whisper. “Please. I need you.”

Everything else seems to fall away. The fact that I’m his employee. The medical questions — which I now know I’ll never have answers to, since James doesn’t know who his birth parents are.

It all slips away, until there’s nothing but the two of us left.

James kisses me with such tenderness. I whimper, needing him so badly it’s like a fever.

And then his fingers slide into my underwear, and it’s like he’s lighting the fuse on a bomb. I can feel my body reacting to his touch. He rubs his thumb against me, and I’m so close to coming it almost hurts.

“James,” I moan.

He kisses me again, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I can taste myself there. I’m so turned on right now, it’s like I’m living out a fantasy.

He rubs my clit, and it’s all it takes. I come apart, crying out his name.

James kisses me with more passion than before, his tongue exploring my mouth. He groans, pulling his hand away, and I whimper, feeling empty without him touching me.

“I want you,” he growls, ripping my underwear off.

He stands, quickly removing his clothes. His body is muscles upon muscles, sculpted to perfection.

I stare at him in awe, and he smiles again, coming down to kneel on the bed next to me. He kisses me again, his hands running over my body.

I undo his belt and unzip his pants, taking his cock out. He’s huge and hard, and my body thrums with need.

He kisses me hard, and then pulls my underwear off. We’re both completely naked now, and he stares at my body.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs.

I shake my head. “I’m not…”

“You are,” he whispers, gently cupping my face. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

I stare into his eyes, and believe it.

James leans over me, kissing me again, his body pressing down on mine. I feel his cock brushing against my hip, leaving a trail of wetness.

“Please,” I moan. I need him inside me now.

“I’ll be gentle,” he whispers, picking up his pants and pulling a condom from his wallet.

I take the condom from him and roll it onto his length as we kiss. Somehow, it’s the most erotic part of our time together so far.

He lifts my leg, slowly entering me. I can feel my body stretching around him. He’s so big and thick, I can barely take him all in.

He slowly pushes into me, and I whimper, pain and pleasure mixed together. He’s burying himself deeper and deeper into me, and I moan.

We’re moving together, our bodies locked in place, his mouth on mine. I can feel his muscles tense under my hands, and I know he’s close. We’re both so close.

I’m feeling something I’ve never felt before, so intense that it scares me. My senses are on overload, and I’m wrapped up in all of it. His scent, his taste, his touch. Everything about James is overwhelming, and I don’t ever want to be free of it.

And then everything bursts into a million pieces, and I’m flying.

I cling to James, taking everything he has to give me. His arms wrap around me, holding me in place. I’m safe and warm in his embrace, and I never want this to end.