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  Love Unbound

  Billionaire in Love Book 2

  Ava May

  (Find all books by Ava May)

  This is the first book of a 3-part series. Get Book 1 and 3 here:

  Book 1: In a Wild Moment

  Book 3: After the Dark

  Love Unbound

  Chapter 1

  It had been about a week since Jack had come in and out of Scarlett's life. The blazing passion had scorched her soul, and while she was in the midst of it she thought that it would never end. But like all of her other romantic endeavors, she was left disappointed. Jack had seemed different at first, like he truly saw her. The feelings they shared were electric and she'd never experienced anything like it before but now she felt foolish, like her heart had been taken for a ride and she had been used... although what a way to be used it was!

  The billionaire seemed to come and go as he pleased. It was his company after all, but Scarlett had hoped that he'd stay around... for her.

  “I thought you said he was going to be here for a few days?” Scarlett had asked Mandy, trying not to make it obvious that her interest in Jack Keyes was more than simple curiosity.

  “I thought so but he just does whatever he wants to do. Sometimes he'll stay here for a while, other times he'll jet off to somewhere else in the world. What a life that must be...” she said, looking off wistfully into the distance. Scarlett frowned and returned to her office. She didn't like her hopes being dashed and she had allowed herself to entertain the thought that something could have started. At first she never would have believed it because he could have any woman he wanted. After all, he was Jack Keyes, the reclusive billionaire who had such an air of mystery about him, and after being in his presence she knew how intoxicating and alluring his aura could be.

  The first kiss had been like the first taste of a powerful drug. They'd tried to resist, knowing that it would be wrong for the two of them to begin anything since he owned the company she worked for, but ultimately had been unable to control the passion that raged within their hearts. It had been so exciting to give into her most primal, savage desires and let the instincts of her body take control as the two of them made love in his office. Knowing that everyone else was outside just added to the intensity as well, and ever since then, Scarlett had enjoyed holding the secret close to her heart.

  She hadn't even told Mandy, who was her closest friend in the office, although the mousy-haired woman did comment on the fact that Scarlett had spent a long time in Jack's office. Scarlett also got the sense that the other people in the office were speculating about the nature of her and Jack's meeting as well, but none of them came out and directly asked her. After the way they had treated her, she wasn't likely to tell them either, and although she was upset at how Jack had just left without even saying goodbye, her work life had improved immensely. No longer did Sam and the others ignore her ideas. In meetings she was actually involved in the discussions and her ideas were taken on board, for none of them wanted to go against Jack's wishes.

  And yet, despite it all, there was an empty feeling inside her. For so long she had spent all of her energy and focus on getting the promotion, and now that it had arrived, she found that other areas of her life were lacking. After all, it would take some more time before she could rise through the ranks again, and given that Jack had given her a taste of true passion, she was starting to crave it more and more each day.

  When she lay in bed at night, she often thought about him. She wondered if she would ever see him again, and if she did, how it would go. She'd never had a one night stand before so she had never experienced the awkward moment of running into someone she'd had a fling with. Most of her relationships had ended mutually; it had only been Matt that was proving a problem. She laughed darkly at herself when she thought about telling Matt that she had slept with another man. She hadn't heard from him after he'd sent that second bouquet of flowers, so she stored that particular piece of information away for some ammunition when she needed it.

  But Jack had shown her what she wanted. Somehow, even though they barely knew each other, he had found all her sweetest spots and given her more pleasure than she could handle. Just thinking about it made her heart flutter and her skin tingle... she thought about him often.

  One night she drew herself a bath and breathed in deeply as the scent of her lavender shampoo filled the room. She lit a few small vanilla candles, which gave the room a romantic glow. When she closed her eyes, she could imagine Jack coming up behind her, wrapping his big strong arms around her waist, drawing her into him and enveloping her in his warmth. Her attraction to him was so strong that she could swear he was in the room with her, but when she opened her eyes she only saw emptiness.

  Part of her hated him for the way he treated her and moved on without a second thought. She hated herself for being so entrenched in her attraction of him, for he was always on her mind. Even when she tried to push him out, it only made his grip over her stronger.

  She sighed and ran her fingers down her chest, tickling the soft skin that plunged down into her cleavage. She looked at herself in the mirror and slipped away her silk robe, slowly exposing her naked flesh inch by inch until the robe fell to the floor and she was completely naked. The bath rumbled as the warm water cascaded from the faucet into the tub. The hot steam swirled up into the room and she could feel the air sizzle with heat. Her breaths became deeper as she watched her reflection disappear into the fine mist that clouded the glass. Jack had awoken a sexual energy inside her that had never been tapped before, and when she looked at her reflection, she saw a sensual being, dripping with erotic electricity, until it was completely consumed by the steam.

  Her skin tingled in the warmth, and as she traced her hands around her body, she could feel the drops of sweat bloom on her skin. A smile curled on her lips, playful and wicked, as she gracefully walked around the bathroom enjoying the splendor of her nudity. Her hair flowed down her shoulders and she stretched her arms out, as if to give herself over to the heat. In the background, the candles flickered and the wax dripped down.

  She turned to check on the bath and perched herself on the cool porcelain edge, which felt smooth against her thighs. Reaching down, she submerged her hand down to the wrist. The water was a perfect temperature, and it dripped down as she withdrew her hand. She swung her legs around the side of the bath and lowered herself in, watching the water creep up her body. It made her slender legs shine, before curling around her inner thighs, making everything feel warm and safe; then the water ran up her stomach and over her b
reasts. Only her hard nipples poked out, exposed to the cold air. Her hair was weighted down with the water and flowed around her freely. The water tickled the edge of her face and she remained there for a moment, then closed her eyes and descended completely under the surface of the water, enjoying the sensation of weightlessness.

  When she emerged and rested against the edge of the bath the water rippled away from her, and the drops fell into her mouth as she gulped in air. She wiped the water away from her eyes and then let her body settle into the water, allowing herself to be carried along by its gentle rhythm. Her arms languidly rested along the edge of the bath as Scarlett relaxed, letting all the stress ooze out of her body. All she needed was a strong, hot man to massage her aching muscles and things would be perfect.

  As she lay in the bath, she closed her eyes once more and drew in deep breaths, letting the warm air slip through her full lips. In her mind, she imagined the door opening. She'd turn her head slightly, twisting it so that her ear rested against the water, allowing her eyes to watch Jack as he walked into the room. He'd be wearing his suit. He'd walk in without saying anything, and she would pretend that she didn't hear him. She'd close her eyes and make herself quiver with sweet anticipation, only allowing herself to listen to the sound of him undressing himself. First his jacket would be slipped off, and with him being such a stickler for perfection he'd fold it neatly and hang it on the towel rack. Then, he'd unbutton his shirt carefully, his eyes lingering on the naked form of Scarlett in the bath. As she thought of this, her hand moved down the side of the bathtub and slipped under the water. As each button popped out, her hand inched further along her legs until it was in between her burning thighs, and she was biting her lip, trying to fight the frustration that came with the fact that it was all in her head.

  Jack would then take his leather belt and slide it through the buckle. The metal would make a satisfying clink, and as it fell to the floor she imagined how it would be to feel that leather around her wrists, tying them up behind her back, making her completely at his mercy. Scarlett had never tried it before, but the thought of Jack sparked her adventurous spirit and cast her inhibitions into the ether. But there would be time for that later.

  He'd unzip his fly and only then would she turn in the bath, creating a soft wave with her body as she rested against the edge, watching him run his hands down his body as he took off the last remnants of his clothing, and showed her everything that was hers. With long strides, he'd walk up to the side of the bath, all hard and hot and burning, and she would reach out with her soaked hand. Water would drip on the floor as she stroked his erection and leaned off the side, kissing and teasing it with her mouth. Her heavy, wet hair rested against her body as she closed her eyes and wrapped her warm lips around him. The thought of his hard, smooth, perfect erection sent a warm thrill surging through her body, and although the image was only in her mind, the sensations in her body were real. Her fingers stroked her inner thigh, teasing herself as she smiled at the thoughts running through her mind.

  In her head, she could see him slide into the water next to her, feeling his blazing body next to hers under the water, his hands large and strong, running over her soft skin. His hands became her hands as she teased the lips of her vagina with her fingertips, pressing and stroking them lightly, while her other hand fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples. She bit her lip as she imagined Jack kissing her, his body pressing hard against hers, with only the water between the two of them. It would ripple and shift as their bodies moved together as one entity, like the denizens of Atlantis in their mystical beauty. The heat rose as the room filled with her moans. Scarlett's eyes clamped shut as she delved deeper and deeper inside herself, only wishing that it was Jack's fingers and not hers stimulating her clit and causing waves of pleasure to ripple through her.

  His lips would kiss her deeply, his tongue delving into her throat, twisting with her own, until they released each other and kissed each others' glistening skin, covered in water. Jack would be all over her with the force of his passion. His teeth would be digging into her flesh and the feelings she was experiencing would go deeper than her bones, reaching the innermost parts of her soul, the parts that had never been touched before.

  Fires sparked all over her body as her fingers curled inside. The water splashed against the edge of the bathtub as her body writhed. Her legs twisted and her muscles flexed as she fantasized about Jack's body close to hers, so close and so ardent that it became hers. Their bodies and their souls merged together into one glorious being, a paragon of pleasure and lust that could not be controlled, only shared between the two of them. His kisses marked her with love; his hands gripped her ever so tightly, blurring the line between pain and pleasure. His erection penetrated her, and her hands clung onto him, not wanting to ever let go because to be cast aside would be to fall into a lonely oblivion, and it would feel like drifting through the empty abyss of space.

  But Scarlett gave herself fully to the moment and surrendered to the passion. Her teeth rolled over her lower lip as her toes curled upon feeling the paralyzing sensations that came with imagining Jack. It was second only to experiencing the physical pleasure of her body, but even the dream was more powerful than the reality of any other man, and she did not know how she would be able to go back to anyone else. But those thoughts were only whispers in the back of her mind. The rest of her was cracking with the powerful pleasure coursing through her body, thinking about Jack holding her, controlling her, their bodies shifting together under the water as they came together. He'd hold her curves close to his muscular body and she would gasp for air as sweat mingled with the water. As she took in deep breaths, she smelled the vanilla and lavender fragrances mixing together, but in her mind she only remembered the musky smell of Jack's body as it was so close to her... so close to taste.

  Her skin was on fire and her fingers were curling together in perfect harmony. A long time ago, she had mastered her own body and yet it had never been this intense, this captivating, and she knew it was all down to Jack. It was bittersweet in some ways because she knew deep down that she would only have that one memory to play with, and she wondered how long it would sustain her; but for now, it was still fresh enough in her mind that it elicited a strong reaction. Her body twitched and shuddered. Through hazy eyes, she looked down and watched her hand under the water, then the pleasure forced her back to arch. Her neck stretched back and her eyes lolled into the back of her head as she succumbed to the force of the passion. Her lips parted and her mouth hung open as heavy, strained moans escaped from deep within her throat. Her mind whirled with thoughts of Jack all over and inside her, like a ravenous animal, and the waves almost began to bubble with the heat that emanated from her body.

  Furiously, she played with herself, the memory of Jack firmly locked in her mind. It was so strong that for a moment, when the orgasm cracked open her soul and seeped through her body, she believed that it was real and that he was really there in the bath with her. But as the energy faded and she melted in the warm water she opened her eyes to find herself alone again. It had started with a kiss, and she felt like that had cursed her, for now she couldn't escape the tendrils of his lust, and was rendered useless to any man other than him.

  2

  After she dried herself off, she walked back through her apartment, rubbing her long hair with a towel. The bath had been so relaxing and the release of tension had been satisfying, but she wanted the comfort of his arms when all she had was herself. It wasn't too late, and Scarlett never went to sleep until late anyway. She tried to curl up with a book, but her eyes scanned the pages without taking in any of the word. After she read the same page five times in a row, she let the book fall to her lap and nibbled on the tips of her fingers, glancing around the room, hoping to find something that could distract her from Jack. However, even in his absence, he commanded her attention and she couldn't escape him, no matter how hard she tried.

  Given the way she felt about him, it was
difficult sometimes to remember that she had only seen him a couple of times. In the grand scheme of things, he was more like a stranger than anything else, and yet it felt as though she knew him intimately. But there was so much more to discover, so much more that she wanted to know. The lack of information about it only added to her attraction for him and the possibilities played on her mind, but she wanted to know for sure.

  Impulsively, she crawled over to her laptop and switched it on. The screen glowed softly and a tapping sound echoed around her bedroom as her fingers danced over the keys. She brought up her browser and ignored the people trying to talk to her on Facebook, focused on her goal. In the search bar, she typed Jack's name, but it only came up with people with the same name, not the Jack Keyes she was looking for. Feeling disappointed, she went to Google and typed his name in again. This time there were results linked to her Jack, but most of them were dry business reports. There was nothing about the man himself, and only a handful of images, mostly of him with a beautiful woman on his arm.

  Every time she saw one of these pictures, she felt a pang of jealousy, and wondered if she was just one more notch on his bedpost.

  Scarlett scrolled through a few pages of Google, hoping to find that one magic article that would shed light on the man that she was obsessed with. But there was nothing, and this only made her attraction to him grow, for the mystery was highly alluring. With a sigh, she went back to Facebook as the incessant beeping of the messages was becoming annoying. Most of them were from Matt, and these she ignored, wondering if she should go to the extreme of unfriending him. It seemed so petty and immature though, and she wanted to be better than that, but he made it difficult.