Yours to Keep part 3: Billionaire CEO Romance (Captured and Claimed) by Cathryn Fox Page A

clit harder, rewarding her for her compliance. “That’s it,” he said. “Just lie still and let me take care of you the way you need.”
    He ran one hand over her soft backside and pulled his finger from her clit to slip it inside her. Her muscles clenched, and a storm built inside him. As his body trembled, the need to possess consumed him.
    His cock throbbed, urging him to drive inside and claim her. He blinked, a red-hot blur of need making his vision fuzzy. He worked his finger between her legs, stroking the bundle of nerves inside until she trembled beneath him. She grew slicker with each stroke, and a slow burn worked its way through his body, settling deep in his groin. Her sweet scent urged him on and he turned his attention back to her clit. He teased it, changing the pressure and alternating between hard and fast, light and soft. As her orgasm approached, she quivered beneath his ministrations and stopped breathing. A moment passed and she continued to hold her breath. Jesus Christ, she was waiting for his command. Did she even realize that?
    “Come for me, kitten,” he said. He ran the rough pad of his finger over her clit, touching her just the way she liked, and her entire body shook. Her sweet cream coated his fingers, and for one brief, luxurious moment he pictured her tied to the St. Andrew’s cross, in nothing but the red bra and panties he’d sent to her office.
    He shook his head to clear it and with renewed purpose grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed. His fingers bit into her flesh as he pulled her open and positioned his cock at her hot pussy. He waited, building the anticipation inside her, and when a whimpering noise sounded in her throat he slapped her ass and plunged deep.
    Heaven.
    Pure fucking heaven.
    A moment passed as he reveled in her wet heat, then he pulled out only to ram back inside again. He leaned over her and absorbed the tremors in her body as he took her higher and higher again. Senses heightened, his cock twitched and jerked as it filled with heated blood. His seed raced to the finish line but he struggled to hang on, never wanting to leave the warmth of her body. But the second he felt her climax around him, he knew he was beyond the point of no return.
    He buried himself deep and exploded inside her, giving over to his body’s needs. So good. So fucking good. He stayed like that for a long moment, moisture sealing their bodies together. He breathed against her back and drew her scent into his lungs as one hand went to her hair to pull it from her face, needing to see her.
    By small degrees he pulled out, his heart settling back to a steady rhythm. He dragged the pillow out from underneath her, then rolled to his back. He drew her to him and wrapped a protective arm around her. She snuggled in and he shifted to face her.
    “Rebecca,” he began. Shit, he really should apologize for slipping into the role that came so natural to him, but how could he when he knew it was so good for her. Her stomach took that moment to grumble and she crinkled her nose, lifting her chin until their eyes met.
    Contentment backlit her eyes and told him so much about her needs. She wanted his dominance every bit as much as he wanted her submission.
    “I went to Sophie’s party straight from work and only had a few hor d’oeuvres,” she explained.
    He smiled, dropped a soft kiss onto her mouth and said, “Let’s get you something to eat.” She was about to move when he stopped her. “Wait. Why don’t you stay here?”
    She gave him a teasing look. “Are you afraid that now that I got what I wanted from you, I’m going to leave?”
    “Yeah, something like that,” he said, chuckling as he pulled on a pair of jeans. He drew up his zipper, then stilled, sensing there was more to that statement, a deeper meaning. Did she expect him to leave once he’d gotten what he wanted? Did that kind of thing happen to her often? Knowing now was not the right time to probe, he said, “But just