Ambition 2: A Dark Billionaire Romance (Driven) by Lauren Landish Page B

mirror and showed me a single rose. "Gifts for the most beautiful woman in the world are never trifles."
    He felt so good, his strong arms holding me from behind, I could barely breathe. "I'm hardly beautiful right now," I said, running my hands over the bulging stomach of my shirt. I took the rose from him and sniffed it, letting my arms dangle afterwards with a sigh. "I feel like a damned cow. And I still have three and a half months of this."
    Mark nuzzled against the nape of my neck, his breath tickling and at the same time raising delicious goosebumps on my flesh. "Have I been that inattentive of you?" he asked, trailing little kisses over my neck.
    "You haven't been inattentive," I said with a half groan, half laugh. He felt so good, and it had been nearly a week since we'd made love. Twice our plans for intimacy had fallen through, as I was too exhausted by the end of the day to do much more than fall asleep in the TV room. "I just... I'm not feeling very feminine."
    "Well, that is something I shall have to remedy then, isn't it?" he said, nuzzling some more. He kissed my ear, his tongue following the curve down to nibble at the tip, my laughter evaporating as desire filled me. "Because I think you’re the most beautiful, wonderful woman in the whole world. Look."
    Stepping back just an inch or two, Mark eased my shirt up and over my head, leaving me in just my bra. My tummy already poked out, and I unconsciously went to cover it. It just brought up so many memories of my heavier days. It was hard to not feel self-conscious.
    "Stop," he said, taking my hands in his. "Look at yourself in the mirror. Look how the light bathes your skin, glowing with health. There's no need for makeup or lotions or anything like that, because you’re naturally beautiful and healthy."
    Hearing those words from his lips sent ripples through my body, my heart fluttering. Looking into the mirror, I was captured by the intense fire in his eyes as he looked at my reflection, and the way his hands hovered over me, showing without touching just where I was beautiful to him. Kneeling, Mark continued his words, pulling my shorts and panties down. I stepped out of them, my legs rubbery from the desire building inside me.
    "Look at your feet," Mark said, "with five of the cutest little toes I've ever seen, but with a hidden strength within them, the strength to serve as the foundation for your amazing self."
    My breath was husky and dripping with want. I knew what Mark was doing, and oh my, was he doing it well. Seduction has always been as much about the mind as about the body with the two of us, and it thrilled me.
    "I do. Then of course my eyes travel to your thighs, which are shaped perfectly, sweeping out to your hips that you know inflame my passions for you. Your hips that lead around to your delectable, beautiful backside, the backside that I love to massage, and kiss...."
    I groaned, my lust taking over for me. Mark responded by literally kissing my ass, his hands pulling my hips back and towards his eager mouth.
    After the mental foreplay he'd given me, I reveled in the feeling. Putting my hands on the mirror, I looked myself in the eyes and smiled, both me and my mirror image knowing we were in for exactly what we needed. Looking back down, I spread my legs, letting Mark have access to everything. He reached around, cupping my pussy with his right hand while he continued to kiss and lick me, his fingers working in slow, languid circles. I was so wet I knew he was already coated, but didn't care, it felt so wonderful. "Oh Mark, I need you so much."
    "I need you," he replied. His left hand reached down to unbutton his pants and push them down, at least to his knees which were on the floor. "I want you more than I know how to say."
    Part of me wanted him to take me, right there in the bathroom, looking in the mirror as my man, my husband, filled me over and over until we both came. But another side of me, the bigger part, wanted to be