Rumours: The Secret Billionaires

She pressed her lips to his skin. Passion exploded inside him and he scrunched her hair in his fingers, wanting to extend the exquisite torture of her kisses. Then, when he thought he couldn’t take any more, she looked up at him, her green eyes dark with passion. She looked so beautiful, so alluring.

‘I want to make you mine, Sadie—completely mine.’ His thoughts found words as passion fired within him.

* * *

Sadie’s pulse raced as Antonio’s husky whisper sounded over the waves on the beach, making a tremor of desire shudder through her. He wanted her and even if it was purely lust right at this moment she didn’t care. She wanted to be his.

‘I’m yours tonight, Antonio. All night.’ She spread her hands on his chest, then moved with deliberate slowness up to his shoulders, pushing his shirt aside until he shrugged it away, dropping it to the polished wooden floor.

He took her hand and led her to the large four-poster bed, the white silk curtains shimmering in the warm breeze, and she could hardly believe this was happening. The man she’d loved and hated for the last four years was leading her to bed, desire in his eyes, in every touch and kiss. She would take this moment, savour it, because she was under no illusions that he would soon tire of married life. It was, after all, exactly what he’d done once before and why should she be any different just because she was the mother of his child?

‘No more words,’ he said as he kissed a fiery trail down her throat. ‘Allow your body and the passion to speak for you, mia bella.’

Whatever her resolutions of keeping her distance had been, she knew she couldn’t do anything else. His skilled kisses and practised touch were unravelling her faster than a kitten chasing a ball of twine.

Before she knew what he’d done, the bow fastening her dress at the back of her neck had been pulled undone and the red silk slithered down her body, leaving her in only her white lace panties.

She saw his jaw clench as his gaze slid down her, taking in every detail with lingering intensity. A heady sensation of power coursed through her as he pulled her to him, her breasts pressing against his naked chest in a torturous way. She clung to him like a woman drowning—and she was. She was drowning in desire, sinking into passion in a way she’d never thought possible.

‘Antonio...’ she began, but he pressed his lips to hers in a fierce kiss which silenced her. All she could hear was the distant lapping of waves on the beach and the pounding of her heartbeat.

In a decisive and swift move he scooped her into his arms and placed her on the white covers. Then he braced himself over her and continued the trail of fire over her body, each kiss sending her higher with passion. His lips pressed light kisses over her skin until he reached her breast, the exquisite sensation as his tongue teased her nipple making her gasp and clench her fingers into the softness of the duvet.

Fire erupted within her and she plunged her fingers into his dark hair, opening her eyes to watch him kissing her, but as he moved to her other breast she could do nothing other than close her eyes and give in to the pleasure of it.

When he moved lower, expertly pulling her panties down her legs as he did so, she had to drag in a deep breath to stop herself sighing out his name as if they really were lovers. Yet every kiss he caressed her skin with, every touch which scorched deep into her soul rekindled the love she’d denied herself since the day Leo was born. That day she’d finally accepted he wanted nothing to do with her or Leo.

He moved lower still, his tongue igniting white-hot fire deep in her core, and all thoughts of the past, all those long lonely days when she’d first become a mother, receded like the tide pulled by the moon. None of that mattered now. Only this moment. This wonderfully sensual moment.

‘Antonio...’ She sighed his name, unable to help herself.

His response was deep and guttural and in Italian and, despite having learnt the language, she had no idea what he’d said—neither did she care. All she wanted was this moment to continue, to lose herself in it completely.

* * *

Antonio moved back up Sadie’s gloriously naked body and kissed her into silence. He couldn’t think straight. He’d just spoken to her in Italian, unable to put his thoughts into English when his body was burning so intensely with desire for her.

He stood up, pulling off the remainder of his clothes, feeling the warmth of the night air on his skin but knowing Sadie’s body would scorch it with desire. She watched him as he lowered himself over her once more, intending to tease her further, but when she wrapped her legs around him it was too much.

Her hands smoothed down his back as he slid into her, making her his once more. She moved with him, heightening the pleasure and taking him deeper. Words he hadn’t meant to say slipped again from his lips in Italian, but she lifted her head, her lips finding his in a dizzying kiss, silencing him, stopping him from saying things he could never honour.

The sounds of the ocean rushed along inside him with the wild pumping of his heart as the explosion of pleasure threatened, but he didn’t want it to end yet. With fierce determination he pulled away from her, kissing once more down her body, over her breasts and down her stomach. Then he moved onto his back, pulling her with him until she sat astride him, looking beautiful in the moonlight.

She lowered her head to kiss him, her hair falling around them, forming a blonde curtain. Then, realising her power, she slid onto the length of his erection and began the kind of torment no other woman had ever given him. She kissed him deeply as she moved and he caressed every curve of her body, reacquainting himself with each sexy contour and the pleasure of being inside her.

Her movements gentled, but the desire increased and he lifted up to her, encouraging her, wanting to be deeper, to possess her completely. A flush crept over her face as she moved on him, her heavy eyes locked with his.

‘Antonio,’ she gasped, and the explosion he’d been trying to hold off erupted within him, taking her to a place he too was hurtling towards. Together they crashed like waves from a stormy sea onto rocks. She was his. Sadie was truly his.

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