The Billionaire’s Game ~ Kade (Billionaire’s Obsession #4)(33)
Author: J.S. Scott

Asha froze, stunned. Her gaze shot to Kade’s fierce expression, his eyes flashing blue fire. It didn’t change anything, but his vehemence shocked her. She knew he meant what he said, that he didn’t need a child with his own DNA, but it still surprised her. “Kade…I’m not helpless anymore. And I’m not broke. I can survive okay.”

He entwined his fingers with hers and lifted her hands over her head, pressing his hard body into hers. Asha could feel his hard length straining against the denim of his jeans as it made contact with her pelvis. The thought of having him inside her made her choke down a moan. He held her completely captive as his tongue trailed hotly down the sensitive skin of her neck, nipping and stroking her earlobe. “I don’t want you to be broke or helpless,” he hissed harshly, his hot breath wafting over her ear, making her shiver with need. “I just want you to be mine.”

Asha’s whole body melted against him, because she wanted to be his. Dear God, she had no defenses when it came to this man. He made her body feel exquisite pleasures that it had never experienced before, and she greedily wanted more. Her head fell back against the wall, giving him free access to whatever he wanted. “Kade,” she moaned, unable to think, unable to do anything except feel.

“That’s it, baby. Moan my name. Remember how it feels to come apart for me,” Kade said fiercely, untwining his fingers from hers to tear off her shirt and work the button and zipper of her jeans. “Fuck! You aren’t leaving me. Not ever. Are you trying to kill me, Asha? Because you will kill me if you leave. I’ll be so goddamn empty that I won’t give a shit about anything anymore.”

Asha whimpered as Kade jerked her jeans and panties from her legs and quickly lowered his own, allowing his hard length to spring free. “Fuck me, Kade. I need you.” Asha needed to feel him inside her right now.

Just one more time. I need him.

He reached between her thighs, his fingers rough as they speared through her folds, her humid flesh yielding for him easily. “Tell me you won’t leave,” he insisted, pinching her clit just hard enough to send waves of sensation through her entire body. “Tell me you need me as much as I need you.”

“I can’t. I have to go. This is so good. But we have to have more than this. It’s confusing,” Asha panted, her arms coming around Kade’s neck, pulling their flesh as tightly together as possible, the knowledge that she’d never be with him again making her desire that much more urgent. Her ni**les abraded his chest; her body was primed for him, needing him.

Kade stroked her sensitive flesh roughly, and without his usual finesse. Asha had never seen him so raw and intense. He usually took his time, fanning the flames of her passion until she was mindless. But now, she was already without functioning brain cells, and she was operating on primal instinct, reacting to Kade’s base need. Desperate, she snaked her legs around his waist, but it only made it easier for him to torture her. She was open to him now, and he took advantage of it, moving his fingers in and out of her pu**y, abrading her clit coarsely.

“Tell me,” he said in a clipped, insistent voice.

His forcefulness was ramping up her desire to new heights. Kade had always had more than his fair share of testosterone, but now he was like an alpha male completely unleashed. Kade was never going to hurt her, but this was carnal and erotic, a new dimension to his lovemaking that had her wanting even more.

“No,” she cried, defying him on purpose, even though she knew she still couldn’t say yes to staying with him.

“Here’s a warning, sweetheart. Sometimes I like it rough and you’re pushing my buttons.” His voice was a low, guttural warning.

“Good,” she answered, digging her nails into his back and flexing her hips against his hand between her legs. “I’m not afraid of you. Take me hard. I want you to.”

“Tell me you’ll stay with me.” He pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger, varying the pressure on the throbbing bundle of nerves, stroking it like a mini penis. “You’ve been mine since the minute I saw you. Make it official. Tell me you need me as much as I f**king need you.”

“Oh, God,” Asha moaned, lowering her mouth to Kade’s shoulder and nipping his skin, trying to coax him to push her over the edge. “Yes,” she whispered agonizingly. It was a murmur of pleasure and not an affirmative answer to Kade’s demand.

“Good enough for me,” Kade answered abruptly, giving her the pressure she needed, the rough caress that sent her careening over the edge.

His mouth took hers as she came apart in his arms, swallowing her screams of ecstasy, taking them into his own body as though he owned them. His tongue conquered and devoured her mouth as she shuddered in his arms.

Kade put his hands under her ass, positioned her, and plunged deep inside her. Yanking his lips from hers, he groaned, “Hold on to me, Asha. Ride me.”

He had her up against the wall, and his c**k began to hammer into her with volatile strokes. Asha fisted her hands in his hair and rode the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She was pinned to the wall, his c**k pummeling into her so fast she could barely take a breath. It was an elemental and primal coupling, a fierce joining of their bodies that had her body imploding and shaking with desperate need. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted with each masterful invasion of his cock, feeling like she was being claimed. This was what she had wanted, what she had needed. Strangely enough, in this wild possession of her, he was setting her free. His savage desire for her made her feel wanted, needed and it was like a very potent aphrodisiac to her.

Bold and powerful, Kade pounded into her forcefully, groaning as Asha began to convulse around him. Relentlessly, he kept pumping his hips, drawing the pleasure to a violent crescendo.

“Holy f**k!” Kade stepped backward, letting himself collapse on the bed with Asha on top of him. They recovered their breath silently, only the sound of their pants and gasps filling the room for several minutes, before he lifted her head and looked into her eyes. “Tell me we don’t belong together. I want to hear you say it if you believe it.”

Asha nearly drowned in his liquid blue eyes, unable to lie. “I can’t tell you that.” Honestly, she didn’t know for sure that she didn’t belong with Kade, but she was uncertain about his feelings and confused about her own. Was it the incredible sex that made her believe that she really loved him? And she wasn’t certain that the sex wasn’t swaying him into believing he needed her. Was this all just a crazy love born of lust? She’d never known love, and if the love she felt for Kade was real, it was one-sided. She’d be destined to crash and burn when the glow of the earth-shattering sex wore off.