Everything He Risks (Bookkeeper for the Billionaire #4)(4)
Author: Thalia Frost

I liked the hint of danger, of his owning me and doing what he wanted. I’d never have let any other man put his hands against my throat like that, applying even a bit of pressure, but Rock Weldon. He was different.

“Of course I do. And that healing…coming right up, Mr. Weldon,” I whispered and licked my lips.

He closed his eyes and groaned softly, tangling his hands in my hair as I lowered my head slightly and ran my fingers up his taut thighs. “I dreamt of this last night.”

I smiled as I trailed kisses up his thigh and squeezed the spot between his left thigh and his hip joint. “Umm. And what did I do in your dream?” I ran my fingers lightly over his stiff cock, still hidden in his briefs.

“You sucked me until I could hardly stand it anymore. I wanted to throw you down on the bed, tie you up and make you scream for hours, but even in the dream, I knew my shoulder was messed up, and that would be impossible.” Rock laughed softly and then gasped at my touch as I peeled his briefs back, letting his hard c**k spring free.

“Did you dream of this?” I grasped him in my hand hard and ran my fingers up and down his prick.

“God, did I ever.” He closed his eyes and threw his head back.

I loved the look of bliss on his face, that I was the one who was giving him that feeling.

He’s mine. For this moment, anyway…

A pang filled my chest. For a year or part of the year would be a false and probably painful engagement. How would I feel tonight when I knew the news of our impending marriage was a lie and that I’d have to let him go soon enough?

The questions nearly stopped me from flicking my tongue against the head of his cock. He groaned and ran his hands along my nape.

“I want that pantsuit off pronto,” Rock rasped.

I stood, forcing back tears as I stripped slowly and deliberately.

“You’re gorgeous, Lacey. I hope you realize that. I can’t even be in the same room with you without getting a hard-on.” Rock gave me a fierce look as I sank back on the bed, glad I’d chosen my lacy black panties and bra.

Me, gorgeous? Hardly.

“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.” I licked the plum-shaped head of his cock, my tongue lingering there.

“Lacey.” Rock’s tone made me look up. “You do know that, don’t you?”

“Yeah.” Tears threatened again.

How can this be real? He’s so sweet to me, and I’m a nobody in this world.

“Good.”

I took him into my mouth then, bearing down on his cock.

“My God, that feels good.” Rock massaged my shoulders as I ministered to his dick.

Cupping his balls, I teased him, circling the head of his c**k again with my lips before plunging down on him. I squirmed with my own arousal.

“Turn around and straddle me. I want to see your pu**y, dripping wet just for me.”

His command made me close my eyes. I climbed off him for a moment, and he lay down with a long sigh. I turned around, flushing a bit at the thought of his view of my backside in the thong panties as I straddled him backward.

“Are you all right? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” he ground out as I cupped his balls and grasped his c**k in my hands again.

His fingers found my nubbin, and he circled it as I gasped for breath. “I can make you come, wounded or not, Lacey.” Rock chuckled, and I suppressed a moan as I took him in my mouth.

“But Lacey, I need to hear you tell me you want to come.” His voice was lazy and slow, and I closed my eyes as I sucked at the plum head of his cock.

I slowly lifted my head a bit. “I want to come, Rock, please.” My pu**y throbbed for it as he inserted a finger inside me.

“I think you’ll have to beg a bit more than that.” He smacked my ass with one hand and then gripped my hips, hard.

“That hurts.”

“But it hurts good, right?”

“Yes, but I don’t want it to do you in, too.” I ran my tongue down the length of his rigid dick, working the base with my hand.

“You won’t. I’ve been dreaming about this since they wheeled me into the hospital, bleeding shoulder be damned.”

I suppressed a giggle at the thought.

“I’m going to come, Lacey. I don’t want to wait.”

The command in his voice sent a shiver rippling up my spine as I sucked at him harder, urging his orgasm on.

His own fingers were busy on my clit, stroking lightly and then more insistently until I squirmed, wanting my own release.

“I love it when you swallow, Lacey,” he said, and the rush of his thick fluid shot into my mouth. I took it all, enjoying it more than I ever had with another man. I wanted to please Rock as much as he did me.

Rock flicked his fingers over my cl*t and pushed inside me with two of his digits just as I licked the last drops of cum from his cock.

“You do it so good, baby,” he whispered, and at the urging of his fingers, I exploded, the light in the room going double for a moment. I cried out, unable to stop myself.

Rock chuckled. “George probably got an earful, but he’s trustworthy.”

I sighed and climbed off of him, lying down next to him. “You’re amazing and with one good arm.”

He grinned. “I know.” Rock closed his eyes, and I was struck by how peaceful he looked, how innocent. Tracing his jawline with my fingers, tears filled my eyes.

This. I want this…for real, not with strings attached.

Rock planted a lingering kiss on my lips. “We have to get ready. I’ll come by and get you in about twenty minutes.”

I sighed, not wanting to let him go. I’d have to share him again soon.

“I’ll be ready.”

“Oh, and Lacey?” Rock faced the door, and I admired his ass in the briefs.

“Yes?”

“Wear those panties. You’ll need them tonight.”

“Yes, boss.” A zing of pleasure went through me.

He left without a look back, and I frowned, thinking of the board meeting and sham engagement to come.

* * * *

I dressed with care, putting the pantsuit away and choosing a conservative pink suit with black edging. It still showed a little leg and a bit of cle**age, but it wasn’t over the top. Pulling the lacy, vibrating panties on made me grin.

“This outfit says ‘bookkeeper’ without saying ‘kept woman for the billionaire.’” I winked at myself in the mirror as I applied matching lipstick and fixed my hair. Being in love with Rock Weldon made being more than a bookkeeper something that didn’t bother me. I didn’t care if people whispered about us now, but I knew I’d care if he dumped me in a year, and the sham he was going to start tonight was shown to be just that.