Crude Heir (Billionaire Heirs #3)

Chapter 14

Derrick

“Jesus, fucking, Christ.” I curl my fingers into the firm flesh of her hips as she screams against her arm. Regardless of anything else, I never expected to have taken her virginity.

Her breath shudders and I’m somewhere between wanting to yell at her and wanting to nuzzle her pussy and make it feel better. Then she squeezes her inner muscles, and the top of my head nearly blows off.

I cup her breast, the full mound overflowing in my hand. Finding the hard tip soothes something inside me. “Are you okay?”

She nods, setting her forehead on the arm she’s flung against the window. “I started to tell you.”

The uncertainty in her voice derails the need to get after her for putting herself in a position to be hurt. Instead, I nuzzle the back of her neck. “You’re so fucking perfect.” She turns her head and I press my lips to her temple.

“That was fantastic,” she murmurs.

“You’re about to get more.” She tightens around me. “Keep that up and it’ll be over way too quick.”

“Mmm. Nothing that big goes away quick.” I chuckle at the back of her head. “The glass is nice and cool.”

The glass would feel good against her heated skin. “Take off the shirt. I doubt anyone’s going to be on the road in this weather.”

“Oh.” Her head snaps forward, as if she’s just remembered we’re right by the highway. With anyone able to see her standing here with my cock buried inside her.

I pull the covering up and over her head. “Does my good girl like the idea of being watched?” Her inner muscles tighten around me in response.

“I don’t know how to feel about it,” she says, and I can picture her teeth working that lower lip.

I smirk as I toss the T-shirt to the chair behind me, next to the one I was wearing. I run my hands up her body, cupping her breasts, then pinching her nipples until her hips are moving like she can’t stay still. “Step up.” We move forward, the balls of her feet on the edge of the tall window. “Lean against the glass.”

“Ah.” She enjoyed the contrast in temperature enough to press her chest and face to the glass. As an unexpected bonus, this puts her at a perfect height to where I can straighten up.

“Hold on.” I slide out of her, regretting the loss of her heat immediately.

She grabs the edge of the bottom pane as I fill her again. Although it’s been painted shut for what seems like years, I’m still careful not to thrust into her like I did earlier. She’s tiny. Even though her bare pussy feels amazing, as I move, I make a mental note to take care. I could have done some damage.

I’ve been nothing but thoughtless most of the time I’m with her. But as I glide into her again, I’m intent on having her enjoy this. “So good, baby. You’re incredible.”

I run my hands over her body, worshiping every part of her I can reach. Nicole widens her stance, moving her hips back in a silent request for more.

I add power to my thrusts, determined not to disappoint. “Yes, Derrick. Please.” Then she braces herself as if she’s ready to take anything I’m going to give her.

Fuck. She’s going to make me break my promise to myself. She tightens her grip on me and gasps. I reply by giving her what she wants. Once, twice, a third time before she shatters. Her inner walls ripple against my aching cock and despite my initial resolve, I empty my balls inside her.

***

Nicole

I wake to the sound of rain pattering on the window. How long have I been asleep? Is it five o’clock? After years of having to drive into the city for work, I wake at the same time, regardless of what day it is. Only this isn’t a usual start to my morning.

My cheek rests on the sparse covering of hair on a man’s chest. Derrick. My nipples pucker against the warm, hard muscles. His knee is between mine and his hand is sitting along the curve of my butt. Drawing in a deep breath, I can’t help but smile in contentment.

At this point, it doesn’t seem like I’m going to get any more sleep anytime soon. I should get up and take care of the clothes I left all over the bathroom floor. I’m not sure how he’d feel about the mess. He keeps the apartment tidy, whether from his own doing or a maid service. I’m little more than an unexpected visitor.

Trying to be as careful as possible, I inch my leg away from his. He stirs. I freeze and cringe, holding my breath so I don’t make a noise. His fingers flex against me before going still. Maybe he’s dreaming or trying to piece together what happened.

He lifts his head. “Do you need me to take you to the bathroom?” he asks, his voice heavy with sleep.

It takes me a full second to realize he’s concerned since it’s still dark. “No, I’m good,” I whisper. “I’m just going to pick up the clothes I left scattered.”

“You don’t have to do that now.” He runs his palm down my thigh, putting my leg back where it was before returning to the spot along the curve of my butt.

“I’m usually up at this hour,” I explain, running my hand over his shoulder. “I thought I could—”

“Close your eyes,” he murmurs.

I smile against his shoulder and close my eyes obediently.

“Is it totally dark?”

I lose my smile. “Yes.” But the room seems cavernous in comparison to the bathroom, and he’s here.

“We’re going to try something.”

“Okay,” I whisper, fighting a sliver of concern. What could he want? Is he going to do something freaky?

“Because you trust me,” he adds. “You do trust me, right?”

“Yes.” I nod tentatively, swallowing hard, in case it is something freaky.

He moves against me. I roll until I’m settled on my back and spread my legs under the covers to accommodate his. “Well done,” he says by my temple then drops a kiss there.

I smile into the darkness, pleased at the fact he liked that I made room for him.

He reaches across me, his weight pressing into me lightly. Plastic rustles nearby. That’s not a condom, right? My pussy’s suddenly wet, anticipating what he might be planning.

The sound seems brittle, not what I ever imagined for a condom wrapper. So what else could it be? He tears through the covering then shifts back to my side.

“I’m going to put this on you,” he says, sounding fully awake. I open my eyes as he pushes off the bed. “Keep them closed.” He pauses to give the order.

I shut my eyes again. “I didn’t know what you needed me to do.”

“This is a sleep mask.” The soft material comes over my forehead, the elastic hugging the back of my head. “It’s just to make sure you’re in complete darkness.”

Complete darkness? “All right.” My voice sounds weak to my own ears. I’m not sure I like this. The other kind of freaky I could probably deal with, hopefully have read about. But this…

The mattress shifts beside me, like he’s settled back in place. “Now, where are you?”

My eyebrows move against the eye covering as I try to follow along. “In your apartment?” My pulse has quickened for an entirely different reason.

He licks the side of my breast. “Closer.” Then his lips close over my nipple, sending a shiver through me. The simple fact I can’t see is heightening my other senses.

“In your bed, in your bedroom.” The cover is moving. Is he uncovering me? I’m suddenly self-conscious about my body. Clearly, I’m not anywhere nearly the first woman he’s seen naked and—

His hand brushes my pelvis. “Ah.” My hips jerk, pushing me into the mattress. My first instinct is to bring my thighs together. His touch is both expected and unexpected. A tingling sensation moves along my pussy.

“Mhm.” His tongue plays against my nipple as his fingers trace a path to the junction between my legs. “And you have plenty of room here.”

“Yes.” The reply comes out sounding breathless as I try to relax.

“Spread your legs for me,” he says casually. I part my thighs, letting him continue along the path he’s chosen. Three fingers, the middle one grazing the length of my clit. “Now tell me, where am I?” As relaxed as he sounds, I have my heart hammering against my neck.

I place a hand on his head, my surroundings seeming like an endless space. “You’re here beside me.”

“That’s right.” He finds my wetness, bringing it up my swollen folds until I’m moaning into the darkness. His middle finger pushes into me. “Such a tight little hole.” He moves in and out, rubbing the inner wall along the way.

My mind grows fuzzy as he continues, sliding out to run either side of my clit. A moan escapes me. This is much more than anything I’ve ever done. And knowing it’s a man…no, knowing it’s Derrick, makes it all the more sensual.

He slows the caress. “Tell me you’re okay,” he says against my breast.

“I’m okay,” I reply, because nothing could be better. He resumes the motion, sending a shiver throughout my body. “I’m okay.”

“That’s right, baby.” He dips back inside me, adding a second finger. I whimper as he stretches me. “Nicole?”

“I’m okay,” I repeat, assuring him he can keep going. God, I don’t know what I’d do if he stopped.

“Where am I again?” His voice is warm and inviting.

“Beside me.” I take a quick breath. “Inside me.” The shock of saying that out loud, imagining watching him, makes my body clench around him.

“Beside you.” He licks my nipple. “Inside you.” He gives me a gentle bite. “On top of you?”

Moisture rushes from inside me. “Oh yes.”

I spread my legs wider, whimpering at the loss of him. But a second later, he’s settling over me. I’m running my hands over his shoulders, tilting my hips up, eagerly waiting for him. Then head of his cock is at my entrance for what seems like an eternity. I bite down on my lip to keep from yelling at him to move. Or worse, begging for him to take me.

It’s a slow move. He’s sinking into me. The pleasure-pain of taking his size has my back arching, pressing myself against him, urging him on in the process.

It’s a different sensation, having his body covering mine. The weight of him, the strength, it’s something I could barely imagine. And that was nowhere near this good.

The first real thrusts he gives me are enough to reset the boundary of what I foolishly thought was good. The sounds that surround us should be embarrassing. I’m so wet I can hear every move. Our breathing, his thrusting, our bodies meeting, the mattress shifting along with us.

He’s kissing me, my jaw, my neck, my shoulder. I have to turn away. Even in the darkness, I press my eyes shut as my body clutches against his and I scream my release.