Rocked by the Billionaire: A Billionaire's Club Story by Mandy Baxter Page B

pec. “I doubt many of your other girlfriends were crazy about this tattoo.”
    His eyes smoldered. Embers in a dying fire. “I told you, Kayleigh, no one else matters. I’ve never given a shit about any other woman but you.”
    She should have felt bad for the trail of broken hearts Luke had no doubt left in his wake. But had she treated any of her past boyfriends any better? Hell, she’d broken up with Spencer the second Luke showed up in town. Mid-proposal! Luke had branded his body with her name. A piece of her that he always carried with him. She might not have had any ink of her own, but he’d branded her heart. And it was a mark that would never fade.
    “Luke, touch me.”
    She needed the reassurance of his hands on her. She craved this man she’d tried to send away. Wanted him as badly as she feared the emotional damage he’d inflict on her. The breeze kissed her naked skin and her nipples puckered into tight, aching peaks. Luke took her in his arms and pulled her close. He eased her back, supporting her with his strength as he bent and covered one pearled nipple with his mouth.
    “Oh god.” He scraped his teeth over her sensitive flesh and she gasped. His hands kneaded her shoulder and hip as he held her and with each pass of his tongue, Kayleigh became more mindless in her need of him. Her underwear dampened and her clit throbbed with each frenzied beat of her heart.
    Luke’s knees bent as he shifted and scooped Kayleigh up in his arms. He abandoned one breast for the other, licking, biting, sucking until she could no longer take a deep breath. Gently, he set her down on the bed of clover, his eyes devouring her as he unfastened her jeans and jerked them—along with her underwear—free of her body.
    A moment of uncertainty sent a burst of adrenaline through Kayleigh’s bloodstream. She wasn’t an old hag by any means, but she wasn’t that tight-bodied teenager anymore, either. Her hands crept up to her abdomen, a little rounder than it used to be and Luke reached down and seized her wrists.
    “Don’t.” Luke’s brow furrowed as he guided her arms high above her head. “Let me look at you.” A sigh that ended on a groan left his parted lips. “You’re so beautiful, baby.”
    “Compared to the barely-legal hard-bodies who throw themselves at you nightly?”
    “Compared to every other woman on the face of the fucking earth,” he replied in a rough, sensual tone that made her break out into delicious chills. “Christ, Kayleigh, just thinking about your pussy makes me hard. The way you taste, how tight you are, the way you squeezed my fingers when you came last night.” Luke reached down and cupped her breasts, kneading her flesh in his large palms. “And don’t even get me started on these,” he groaned. “The most gorgeous tits I’ve ever seen.” She arched into his touch and he bent to suck one taut nipple, and then the other into his mouth, releasing it with a wet pop. “Cotton-candy pink and oh, so sweet.”
    Another jolt of excitement shot through Kayleigh’s body. The roller coaster climbing its way to the top of the track. A renewed rush of warmth spread between her thighs and she moaned, rubbing them together as though the simple act would release some of the tension that wound her body tight as a spring. Slick with her own arousal, all she managed to do was apply pleasant pressure to her sensitive clit. God, if he didn’t take her soon, she’d explode! She sat up and worked loose the button and eased down the zipper of Luke’s pants. “You’d think I was sixteen again with the way you’ve got me all wound up.”
    His finger slipped beneath her chin and he guided her face up to meet his. “Every time I look at you, I’m sixteen again.”
    Kayleigh’s stomach lurched up into her throat as she prepared to speed down the steep incline of the virtual track, her heart thundering in her ears. Oh, boy. This was going to be a wild ride.

Seven
    Luke shook with the need to