Free The Billionaire's Runaway Bride by Elizabeth Lennox Page A

her efforts to find and touch him.
     
    “You’re beautiful,” he said, pulling her dress down her other shoulder, taking her left nipple in his mouth and sucking hard.
     
    The car pulled to a stop and she vaguely heard Jason curse under his breath but she was too confused to understand. She felt him pull her dress into place and zip up her zipper but nothing else made sense until the car door opened suddenly.
     
    “Oh!” Sophie said, carefully sliding off Jason’s lap and out the door, hoping her red face was not evident to Michael, Jason’s driver.
     
    Jason came out a moment later and quickly ushered her up the steps. The door was immediately opened but Sophie couldn’t look at Higgins who only bowed slightly before closing the door behind them.
     
    Jason didn’t stop until they were up the stairs and out of sight. Then he lifted her up into his arms and carried her down the hallway to their bedroom, kicking the door closed with his foot as he proceeded to carry her to the bed. Once there, he laid her down, his eyes on fire as he pulled his clothes off.
     
    He didn’t even give Sophie a chance to get her own off. He simply pulled her legs gently towards him, then slid her dress up around her waist. Sophie was thrilled that he was in such a rush but couldn’t relish the fact as shudder after explosive shudder shook her body as Jason poured himself into her, reaching his own climax with a growl.
     
    Long moments later, Jason lifted himself up to look down into her eyes. He looked horrified but very satisfied. “Sophie, are you okay?” he asked, one hand coming to push the flurry of reddish, gold curls from her face.
     
    Sophie reached up and touched his face, a smile forming slowly. “Yes. I’m fine.” She giggled at his concerned expression. “I’m more than fine,” she said, thrilled that she wasn’t the only one that had been affected all night. She loved the fact that he’d wanted her just as much, if not more, than she’d wanted him.
     
    He straightened up and pulled her dress down. “Don’t smile at me like that. I don’t like treating you in that manner.”
     
    She looked away but the smile stayed on her face.
     
    “I should be treating you with more respect and I promise that something like this won’t happen again,” he said, pulling her into his arms.
     
    She pulled away slightly and shook her head. Unable to meet his eyes, she looked only at his magnificent chest. “Don’t hold back on my account,” she said and pulled quickly out of his arms to head into the bathroom.
     
    She was about to step into the shower when he came up behind her. His deep, velvety voice stopped her as he said close to her ear, “Are you saying you liked what just happened?” he asked, his hands gentle but firm on her shoulders as he held her still.
     
    Sophie was too embarrassed to answer so she just shrugged her shoulders.
     
    His laughter took her by surprise and she looked quickly into the mirror to catch his expression when he said, “Well then let’s just test another way and you can let me know which way you prefer to make love,” he said and pulled her back flush against his chest before lifting her up and into the shower. He turned on the water and warm water instantly gushed from the showerhead. He proceeded to make love to her in the shower with Sophie crying out, desperate for the release only he could give her.
     
    But in the end, it was just as satisfying. He finished washing both of them since Sophie was too languorous to do the job herself. Afterwards, he wrapped her up into a large, fluffy, yellow towel and carried her to bed.
     
    Sophie woke up the following morning with late morning sunshine warming her face. She blinked carefully and then looked around.
     
    Everything seemed just as it had the previous night, but then nothing was the same. She looked to the right of her but Jason was already gone. Sighing, she pulled the covers off and climbed out of bed, her limbs sore