Doctor's Baby (The Billionaire's Secret Book 8)

By: R. S. Elliot

“I should’ve taken you to the dancefloor,” I murmured near her ear, chuckling as the alcohol worked its magic. I felt so good right now, and I felt even better with her beside me. She was damn good company, making me grin and laugh more than I had in a while. She had this sweet charm about her that drew me in.

“Got some moves to show me?” Jenna giggled as she leaned even closer to me, resting her head against mine. We were nearly using each other as a support to keep each other upright on the barstools.

“I’d need a bed to properly do that,” I said, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. Damn, her hair smelled good. The world felt like it started to tilt, prompting me to reach out and grab anything for support. I ended up grabbing her upper thigh, making her breath hitch.

“Don’t you have one of those somewhere?” Jenna asked me, her eyes flickering down to my lips.

Heat burned through me in that moment. We both knew what we wanted, and I didn’t care to stay at this party any longer. Tom was too busy dancing with his wife anyway. He wouldn’t miss me. As soon as I could, I got us an Uber to take us to my hotel. There was no way that I was driving tonight. I’d kill us both before we made it back to my hotel.

Most of what followed was a blur, but everything felt so warm, so amazing. My body buzzed with pleasure each time her hand grazed my bare skin. I yanked at her clothes, needing to feel every inch of her delectable warmth. She pulled on my hair and ran her hands over my muscles. Our hands and lips were everywhere.

I laid her down on the bed, gripping her curves and kissing the top of her breasts. My lips trailed over her nipples, coaxing soft moans from her. I drank in her sounds, needing them, wanting them. My head slightly spun, but she was even more intoxicating than the alcohol.

Her fingers wrapped themselves around my hair as I buried my head between her sweet thighs. She pressed her hips up against me, mewling when I sucked on her clit. She arched her back, chasing my tongue and needing more of it.

I happily obliged, stroking her up and down and burying my fingers inside of her. I could feel her tighten and tense, teetering on the edge. I wanted to get her there, so I doubled my efforts until she cried out and shuddered beneath me.

It only seemed like a moment before she sat up and took my face in her hands, kissing me passionately and telling me to put myself inside her. I didn’t have any complaints. I needed to feel all of her. She made my heart race at an uncontrollable pace that I wasn’t used to. Maybe it was just the alcohol.

When I was finally inside of her, my head nearly spun even more. I held her close, reveling in her moans and in her warmth. She felt perfect, and I found myself not wanting this to end. I wanted her close. I wanted the fire that she made burn inside of me. The pleasure and intensity was unlike anything that I had ever felt before.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped, grabbing my upper arms tightly as I rocked my hips against hers.

I was so close, but I wasn’t stopping until she was shaking beneath me. I hoisted one of her legs over my shoulder, changing my angle and thrusting into her deeper.

Jenna moaned out in response, throwing her head back. The switch in angle seemed to do the trick, prompting her to shudder and spasm through another orgasm.

I couldn’t last a few seconds beyond that. Watching her fall apart did me in, and I finished so hard that I nearly saw stars. What was this woman doing to me?

Before I could even say anything to her after I rolled off her, I slipped back into darkness, passing out for the night. When I woke up the next morning, she was gone. I almost thought that I imagined her because there was no trace of her. She didn’t leave a note or anything, but I knew that she was real. That evening, I hopped on my flight back to return to my reality, but I never forgot our night together.

I breathed out steadily as I snapped back to reality.

I couldn’t believe that was six years ago. In some ways, that night felt like it was yesterday. Maybe it was because I was drunk out of my mind, but sex had never felt so amazing and intense before. It was like her body fit perfectly with mine, and no other passionate experience lingered in my mind like that one. No wonder I recognized her instantly.

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