The Billionaire's Baby (The Romero Brothers, Book 5) (16 page)

“Honey, I don’t
miss anything when it comes to you. It was supposed to be a surprise, but I
think you could use a little cheering up.”

She smiled
appreciatively.

Jules led Amber
into the guest room, a spare room actually, not far from the nursery, with a
gorgeous backdrop of the countryside.

Amber got
comfortable on the bed while Jules dimmed the light and powered on the musical
stand. A romantic classical piece played over the speakers on low volume.

In spite of her
inner doubts and bouts of insecurity, the feeling of desire for Jules
overwhelmed her. His sexiness in his tailored dark suit unbuttoned and exposing
his white shirt and the way his muscular chest filled out in his attire. She
admired his broad shoulders and tall frame. Amber couldn’t wait to feel his
naked hard muscles on his arms and chest again. This time, not stopping from
going all the way. Her eyes explored his dark, sexy-as-sin brown eyes and her
heart melted into a warm smile.

Oh, Jules.

There was
something so magical about his nearness, his presence,
his
aura. She just couldn’t describe it. There was no other man in her life for
whom
she’d had this intense feeling. Not even her ex. And it
was more than just his delicious physical attributes. He was all heart and soul
and that was what turned Amber on the most. The way he went out of his way to
make her feel special. The way he was so protective of her. It could not have
been easy for a man like that to have to wait so long until her body recovered
to get intimate. Yet, like a true gentleman, he’d not only waited patiently
but
made her feel okay about it all.

Amber couldn’t
wait to see what Jules had in store. Part of her was thrilled yet another part
of her was terrified.

Earlier she could
see raw hurt glinting in Jules’s lovely dark eyes when she hesitated as he slid
his warm hand over her scars. There were times when she felt ugly and
unappealing but the way he stroked her skin as if she was a princess changed
all that. How could she not trust him? He was nothing like her ex.
Nothing at all.
Not even close. He was everything and more. If
she was honest with herself, as much as Jules told her she was beautiful, she’d
been tormented by feelings of worthlessness before but not now. She was who she
was. And even though each scar reminded her of that dreadful accident that
stole her family and brought on her body image issues, she was a new woman.
A mother and a wife.
A Romero. And she was darned proud of
it, too. She felt blessed to be Jules Romero’s wife and Crystal’s mommy.

“Jules,” she said
playfully despite her nervousness. “What do you have in mind?”

“Oh nothing. Just
a little massage to help you relax.” He grinned, a devilish gaze in his dark, beautiful
eyes.

“Oh,” she
responded, heat surging through her body. For the first time in months, Amber felt
sexy. It was just the two of them. Alone. She’d just showered prior to Jules’s
arrival so she felt refreshed.
Just as he had done on the
plane before landing in Canada.

“Now, just relax,
baby, close your eyes and listen to the music.” His voice was deep, sensuous
and low. His silky voice always caused a sexual reaction in her body. Her
thoughts swirled wondering what type of massage he would give her. She tingled
from head to toe at the thought of his soft touch on hers again. Her breath
quickened and her heart raced like crazy.

Would she stop
him again as she had done in the past when he attempted to seduce her—or
even undress her? She prayed not. She was so ready. Her body felt electrical
currents zapping through her veins.

There was
something magical about her tall, dark and sexy husband that captivated her
each and every time. Now, she had nothing to worry about. No interruptions. No
sore muscles and the fatigue she’d been feeling during the past few months
since the baby was born was finally lifted. She felt revitalized. She was
feeling more and more like herself. A delicious heat surged through her at the
thought of what was to come.

“Okay,” she
obeyed him. “I’ll relax.” She drew a deep breath and exhaled all the worries in
her mind. Amber enjoyed the scent of his aftershave as he pressed his lips to
her neck again.

Her nose caught a
hint of the French vanilla candles that Jules had just ignited in the room.
That was all part of the ambiance. A romantic massage wouldn’t be the same
without the soothing ambiance of tea candles to create a luminous effect. Did
Jules always think of everything?

Here he was, just
fresh from a business trip and even though he rested on the plane, he was ready
and pumped to enjoy the night with her.

Jules guided her
down slowly on the bed, admiring her body and kissing her shoulder before
easing her out of her clothes and then laying a towel over her back as she lay
on her front on top of the silky
rose-colored
bedspread.

Jules unbuttoned
his shirt and slid it off so as to get more comfortable, exposing his rock hard
abs and muscular chest. A wide grin of approval touched Amber’s lips. She
couldn’t wait to run her hands down his firm flesh.

He then reached
over to the bottle of oil and poured some rose elixir in his hand. Hmm, the
scent was delicious and relaxing, sweet. Amber had read somewhere that although
lavender oil was recommended for relaxation, rose oil was used more for romance
and creating that special sensual feeling. That was just what she craved at the
moment.
Romance with her sexy husband Jules.

“Oh, Jules,”
Amber groaned with delight as Jules spread the silky warm oil over her back,
then with his strong, soft hands, he massaged her flesh using languid strokes
to help relax her muscles. She
savored
the movements
of his strong hands over her naked body as he magically relieved the pent-up
pressure she had in her body. Jules really knew how to work those wonderful
hands of his. Amber visualized his sexy hands exploring more of her body in the
most erotic ways imaginable. Excitement exploded in her belly at the deliciously
naughty thought.

“Feel good?” he purred
in a
sexually-charged
deep silky voice.

“Hmm, yes,” she
murmured, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the flow of energy from his lovely
hands to her now deeply relaxed body.

“Good!” Jules
continued to delight her body.

Oh, my. This
romantic massage thingy was the best thing she’d ever experienced. She was
feeling wonderfully sedated, sensual.

Gently, Jules
slid his lovely hands down to her buttocks and she jolted with surprise. The
way he sensuously eased his hands around her flesh sent currents of desire
through her. “You okay, baby?” he asked in a low voice.

“Oh, yes. Please
continue,” Amber murmured, enjoying the experience.

His hands worked
their magic over the mound of flesh on her derriere, kneading and caressing
while she felt aroused between her thighs, throbbing with want. “Oh, Jules,”
she cried out to her amazing husband.

“Hmm, glad you
like it.” He lowered his head and nipped her on her bottom. She felt a tingling
sensation slide through her body, enjoying his playfulness.

She didn’t know
what got into her all of a sudden but her inhibition evaporated. She felt
more free
, more relaxed, more desirable.

And she was hungry
for Jules. Feeling rejuvenated, she turned on the bed to face him.
“What are you doing? I’m not finished with you yet.”

“Oh, yes you are,
darling,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him
gently to her. She pressed her lips to his and suckled on his sweet lips. He
kissed her tenderly, softly sending shivers of delight down her spine. Oh, his lovely
kiss was intoxicating. Her body reacted accordingly.

Amber’s hands
then moved and slid down his firm, muscular chest enjoying the silky feel of
his magnificent, solid body. “Oh, baby, I’ve missed you so much,” she cooed.

“Oh, Amber, I’ve
missed you, too. You have no idea how crazy I’ve been without you,” he growled
as he held her firmly and kissed her passionately. And not just any passion, it
was the type that virtually melted her inside and sent her heartbeat soaring, all
her erogenous areas spinning out of control. Her body shuddered uncontrollably.
It had been too long since they’d both been intimate and this was their first time
with each other as husband and wife.

Her body pulsated
anticipating Jules’s passionate seduction. He traced the outline of her jaw
with his fingers and she tingled at his soft touch. He stroked her sending
waves of pleasure through her veins.
 
His soft lips caressed her neck and she
arched her back in ecstasy, moaning in her throat.

He then brought
his lips back to hers and hungrily devoured hers as she enjoyed the soft eroticism.
His tongue slid inside her parted lips and she moaned with pleasure while his hands
explored her body. Jules continued to pleasure her, next he nibbled on her
earlobe while his hands squeezed her rounded hips. She desperately wanted to
feel him inside her more than anything.

Jules moved down
toward her naked breasts and she
was
turned on by the
way he cupped her breast while teasing her hard nipple with his thumb. He moved
his lips over to her other breast and slid his tongue over her tight nipple,
stroking her gently as she arched her back and gasped uncontrollably with delight.
Pulsations rippled through her body as his tongue circled and danced over her
nipple, licking and sucking her sensitive bud. The space between her inner
thighs pulsed and throbbed in response, desiring his magical penetration.

“Oh, God, you’re
so beautiful,” he groaned in between kissing and sucking on her naked skin.

She whimpered in
response, her hands firmly squeezing his muscular back, enjoying his heated passion
and the feel of his hard erection pressing through his pants as he leaned over
her.

Breathing hard
she begged him to take her.
 
Panting,
she felt nervous as he slid his tongue further down her body toward her inner
thighs. She felt his tongue glide over her scars and drew in a deep breath and
closed her eyes then opened them again.

Jules gently
moved his hand over her soft hairs between her legs, admiring her body, a
wicked grin on his handsome face. He lowered his head to her mound of flesh and
slid his tongue out and stroked her gently and she let out a moan of passion,
breathing hard. Again, he slid his tongue over her throbbing folds and kissed
her gently, then his mouth covered her sex and with more passion he sucked on
her sensitive skin, pressing his lips to her inner thighs sending shivers of
delight
spiraling
through her. Amber arched her back
on the bed, her hands firmly pressed on his head while he kissed the sensuous
swell between her legs, hungrily and then sweetly until he brought her to an orgasmic
explosion. Her body trembled and her muscles went into spasms on the bed as he
pleasured her to dizzying heights, leaving her breathing hard and fast and
incredibly relaxed, deeply sated.
 

A satisfied grin
on his face, Jules used the back of his hand to wipe Amber’s love juices
dripping from his chin. He then slinked up to Amber and kissed her neck
passionately then her lips and they both devoured each other hungrily for a
moment, enjoying each other’s body. Amber couldn’t wait to go down on her
husband and she playfully pushed him on his back on the bed, a look of delight
on his face as she unzipped his pants and eased him out of his silk boxer
shorts, freeing his long, hard erection. She held his throbbing shaft in her
hand and stroked it gently up and down, enjoying the low groans coming from his
lips. Amber lowered her head to her husband’s manhood and extended her wet tongue
over his shaft as he moaned in pleasure. She continued to claim his erection
between her soft lips, moving up and down his length while moving her hand in
motion to the base, sucking hard then soft until he came violently, his warm
release spilling over. She moaned with satisfaction.

Amber reached for
the condom in the drawer and couldn’t wait to rip it open and roll over on
Jules’s manhood. She wanted him deep inside her. Her body was on fire, sizzling
uncontrollably for his sweet invasion. Even though she knew they were both
healthy, it seemed like the best way to have intimacy. Besides, she knew it was
her only source of birth control—just in case the doc had been wrong
about Jules’s not being able to impregnate her.

In the romantic
candlelit room, they at long last consummated their love. Before long, Jules
was inside her, filling her, pleasuring her to soaring heights as he made love
to her. Amber tightened around his well-proportioned erection enjoying the feel
of him thrusting inside her, moving hard and fast, pounding inside her flesh,
shaking the bed and rocking her world. The heat of his passion filled her as he
ravenously devoured her with his passion. Amber wrapped her legs around his
firm waist and moaned uncontrollably as he pounded with lustful abandon. She
could not believe how good Jules felt. What had she been missing out on?