GRAEME UNCAGED: Part One (Taming the Billionaire Book 2) (7 page)

“Your son, Rodriguez? What wonderful news. A son, a Grandson, an heir…oh Rodriguez I love this girl before I even meet her.”

“Yes, Mama, our son. He will be born at the end of January, in Espagnolia. Louisa and I will marry as soon as her divorce is final. We go tomorrow morning to see her solicitor…”

“Oh, how good that the baby will be born before Maria Isabella and Juan have their child. How very good. This will stop both rumors that awful girl has been spreading…”

“I thought you would be pleased, Mama. I shall be bringing Louisa to meet you on Sunday.”

“Wonderful. I’m sure that we will get on very well, since she is the mother of your son, and a very beautiful woman.”

“Her own mother is dead, Mama, so I am sure she will welcome having you to depend on.”

“Of course. So she has no mother to arrange the wedding, and to help her get ready for the baby?”

“No, Mama.”

“I will be delighted to do everything for Louisa. The wedding will have to be in Espagnolia of course. Your Uncle, the King will want to be there.”

“Mama, we appreciate your help.”

“I will arrange for dispensation so that the Archbishop can marry you in the Cathedral in Madriata, and we will have the reception at my Madriata residence. The baby can have your old nursery, Rodriguez, when you visit me here. I will refurbish it, of course. Do you think Louisa would like me to set up the nursery in your estate in Seville?”

“I would very much like you to do that,” said Louisa, “and I am so happy to be joining your family, Madam…”

“Princessa, but you must call me Mama, as your husband does, my darling girl. I know you are going to be a daughter to me…”

It was another twenty minutes before they hung up.

Louisa began to feel that this was real, that she was marrying Rodriguez, going to live in Espagnolia with a very welcoming mother-in-law, unlike her present one, who always seemed to be in a vodka-induced haze.

Finally, they sat together on a very comfortable sofa.  Rodriguez put his glass on the coffee table in front of them, and turned to face Louisa. He took her face in his hands and brushed her lips lightly with his own.

“That was nice,” she murmured.

Rodriguez paused to envelop Louisa in his arms, and kiss her, gently, but passionately at the same time. Louisa had never realized that passion could be gentle.

Her lips parted. His tongue probed. 

She melted into him.  Her hands were all over him, learning his flesh.  He caressed her breasts through the thin silk wrap dress she wore, kissed her throat, her neck, found the tie to her dress and pulled.  The dress fell open and he gazed at her breasts, showcased in a beautiful lace bra. He smiled into her eyes as he reached behind her and expertly removed the clasp. He pushed the bra away, and reverently stroked her rose tips.

“So beautiful, so full, so beautiful, Louisa, and soon to be even fuller, as they fill with milk for our son.”

Rodriguez cupped them in his hands and teased her nipples, all the while gazing into her eyes.  His head dropped.  He carefully kissed each breast, playing with the tips with his tongue until she thought he would drive her mad.

Louisa ached for him as she had never ached for a man in her life.  His lips moved up again, to her neck, her throat, while his hands explored all her curves.

She breathed deeply, raggedly. She arched her back, pressing closer and closer to him.  Her hands moved down his body, to his waist and then lower.  He felt her soft hand on his manhood, stroking, stroking. She felt his passions rising, and as she stroked, he became harder and harder.

Rodriguez pulled Louisa to her feet and led her to the bed. He slipped her open dress from her shoulders, pushed her bra straps down and it too fell to her feet.  She stood before him, almost naked.  He picked her up and laid her gently on the middle of the bed.  He sat beside her and slid her silk panties down her body, and dropped them on the floor. He pulled off each sandal, stroking her insteps sensuously. 

Then his hands were on her belly, stroking the curve gently, smiling at her.

He drank in her beauty with his eyes.  He bent down and kissed her, first softly, and then his passion mounted.  All the while his tongue was probing, probing, his hand had parted her thighs, stroking, stroking.  Her hands came up to his chest, she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, the belt buckle, the zipper on his pants….

Louisa looked up at him, her blonde hair spilling over the white pillow case. 

“I want to see you naked, Rodriguez, I want to look at you, I want to feel your skin against mine, please…”

His clothes fell on top of hers on the floor, as he lay beside her on the bed. 

Rodriguez clasped Louisa into his arms. Skin touched skin. He kissed her lips, her neck, her throat, his hands caressed her everywhere, and he felt her gasp as he parted her legs for the second time.  She rolled over on top of him, and rubbed against him.  Her full breasts were tantalizing.  He took first one, then the other into his mouth and sucked them greedily.  Her body shuddered.  He was bringing her to new heights.

Rodriguez felt himself getting harder and harder.  He gently rolled her onto her back.  He pulled her back on top of him, and nearly drove her mad with his mouth, his tongue on her breasts.  She began to rub up and down, along the length of his shaft. He felt himself swelling even more, getting harder and harder.  He groaned.  Louisa smiled down at him.

She reached down, and placed him carefully inside her.  She moved up and down slowly.

Inside Louisa was heaven.  He thrust hard and deep, harder and deeper, and she climaxed quickly.  It took all his self restraint not to join her as she reached the heights of passion.  She squeezed tighter and she pushed him deeper and deeper…

“Come, Rodriguez, come, come, come…” she gasped.  And he did, as she did yet again.

They collapsed into each other’s arms.  They kissed tenderly.  She traced the planes of his face with her fingers. 

“Thank you Rodriguez, thank you.  I have never felt such passion in my life…”

Rodriguez looked at Louisa with wonder. 

“Did this really just happen?  Did I just make love to a goddess?”

Louisa laughed.  “Just a mortal, my darling, just a mortal.  It was so wonderful.  It was heaven.” 

She stretched languidly, like a cat.

He reached for her again. His hands parted her thighs again, and he teased her, stroking that magic spot, thrusting his long finger in and out until she was at fever pitch again. In a moment, he was inside her again, this time on top of her, hard, long, just for her.  He took his time and drove her crazy.  The passion built until finally, they climaxed again. 

They lay on their backs, side by side, holding hands, looking at the ceiling.

“William could never come again that quickly,” Louisa purred. “You’re five times the lover he was, ‘Riguez.”

She could she Rodriguez smirk in the soft bedroom light.

“I think we’ll be good together, Louisa. You excite me far more than Maria Isabella ever did.”

“You excite me as well, darling,” she said.

“Now do you think I like men?” he asked her.

“Now I think you like me...” she replied.

He kissed her passionately.

“That was wonderful. Thank you. You made me feel sexy again.”

“Thank you, little one. You are incredibly sexy and satisfying.”

“So are you, ‘Riguez. I think you are the best lover I have ever had.”

“How many lovers have you had, Louisa?”

“Three, counting you. My first was Miles, who was my boyfriend for three years. We broke up and I met William and married him on the rebound, and now you...”

“Is Miles apt to pop into our lives?”

“No, he dumped me because he hated the time I spent riding. He’s a school teacher in Scotland now, with a wife and twins.”

“Well, get used to me, Louisa, because I’m your only lover now. I demand absolute fidelity for the rest of your life. We will not dissolve our marriage for anything or anyone.”

“We hardly know each other.”

“We know enough. We share the same passions, riding and sex...”

“True.”

“I will be a good father to our son, Louisa, and a good husband to you. My mother likes and accepts you.”

“I will be a good wife to you, Rodriguez. I’ll even learn to speak Espagnolian!”

“We speak Spanish, little one. Mama will arrange a tutor for you. Our wedding ceremony will be in Spanish.

“In the morning, after your solicitor and Cartier, we will meet your father and his wife and tell them our story.  We will not tell them we invented it tonight, and we will see their reactions...”

“Yes, ‘Riguez...”

“I like it when you say that, princessa.”

“My father calls me princess.”

“You will be a princess in Espagnolia. I am sixth in line for the throne. After my cousin’s child with Maria Isabella is born, I move down to seventh. Far enough down the list to never have to worry about actually ruling, close enough to the top for all the benefits. That is why we will stay married.”

“Are you a Grandee?”

“I am...I am also a prince both in my home country and in Spain. My father was a Spanish prince.”

“Oh...”

“Enough talking. I want you again.” Rodriguez’s hands parted Louisa’s legs, and his head was between her thighs.

FIVE

At nine o’clock the next morning, Rodriguez ushered Louisa into Geraldine Grey’s office.  Introductions were made. Coffee was served.

Geraldine looked at the couple across the desk from her. “Your father’s Legal Department have briefed me very thoroughly Mrs. Spenser. Your husband’s infidelity gives us grounds for divorce.”

“I’m afraid that there is something they didn’t brief you on, Ms. Grey,” said Rodriguez smoothly.

“Oh?”

“We have a confession to make to you. Louisa and I have known each other for several years, on the equestrian circuit and of course her father and I attended University together and were friends.

“Early last summer, Louisa and I bumped into each other at a stable in Ireland where we were both purchasing horses.

“It was at the end of April… I took Louisa to dinner and she confided in me that she suspected even then William was having an affair with Maxine, his secretary. “I consoled her, and I’m afraid my longstanding attraction to her won out over my self-control. I seduced her.”

Geraldine raised her eyebrows. “Please continue, Mr. de Velaquado …”

“We had five wonderful days in Ireland, and then agreed to part because she was married and takes the wedding vows very seriously. Louisa was determined to try to work things out with William.

“I didn’t know until I came to England yesterday that the baby she is carrying is my child. I am delighted, to say the least and we will marry as soon as she is free.”

Rodriguez shut up and looked expectantly at the solicitor.

“Oh. This puts a bit of a wrinkle into my plans. I had expected to serve Mr. Spenser on the grounds of adultery.”

“Actually, he was unfaithful with his secretary long before I turned to ‘Riguez for comfort,” said Louisa.

“I knew ‘Riguez from the Equestrian Circuit before I met William. If I had realized ‘Riguez returned my feelings for him, I’d never have married William. But he was married at the time, a loveless marriage arranged by his parents and he too has great respect for the marriage contract so he never declared his feeling for me,” continued Louisa with a straight face.

“Does William know?”

“He does not.”

Louisa paused.

“But he did say he’d relinquish any claim to the baby for two million pounds.”

“Did he now?”

“He did, but Daddy isn’t favourable to giving him anything.”

“No, Mr. Browning would not be. I have strict instructions that we are not to give William a penny. Do you know who your husband’s solicitor is?”

“I don’t but let’s find out.” Louisa pulled out her mobile, and called William. She hit the speaker button so Geraldine and Rodriguez could hear the conversation.

“William,” she said as soon as he answered, “My solicitor wants to know who your solicitor is. I want this over as soon as possible.”

“Jensen Hamilton,” answered William. “I want it over as well. You’ve probably figured out I
need
to marry Maxine as soon as possible.”

“I want to marry ‘Riguez as soon as possible as well, William. Daddy says I can’t give you any money. ‘Riguez is actually the father of my baby, so don’t even think you have to renounce rights to the baby, because it isn’t yours and ‘Riguez just wants to get married before it is born.”

“Who the hell is ‘Riguez?”

“Rodriguez de Velaquado. He’s one of Espagnolia’s top equestrians.
He
doesn’t find horses and riding obnoxious.”