Chapter 65

**Blue**


Artemis makes it to our designated room without dropping me…thank the stars. Except he isn’t as careful setting me down and instead decides to toss me onto the huge bed. I don’t mean like a kind sized bed…this thing looks like two king beds pusher together.

“Why on earth would Alan have a bed this big in his house?” I ask as I continue looking around the room with confusion.

“He likes to experiment.” Artemis says.

My attention moves back to him when I hear the sound of his belt buckle. He's pulling it off by the time I start paying attention and he doesn’t waste time moving on to pulling his shirt out of his pants. I watch him unbutton each button on his shirt and when he’s finally done my mouth has gone dry. He is so freaking hot, and for some reason wants to have sex with me. I mean a lot of sex! Since we slept together, he keeps giving me these looks that make me feel jittery and anxious. It’s too intense!

“Artemis…we just did this! On a plane! You can’t honestly want-“

“To fuck you again?” He asks before pushing his shirt off. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.” He crawls over me and leans down to nuzzle my neck.

I squirm underneath him and he chuckles against my skin and the vibration makes me shiver.

“You’re so responsive.” He says for the hundredth time.

Okay I’m exaggerating but it isn’t the first time. The fact that almost everything he does makes me squirm seems to turn him on. I can feel him getting hard against my thigh now, and it’s making it hard for me not to be affected. Maybe I’m a little addicted to him too, but no way will I admit that to him. He’s got an inflated ego already without any help from me.

“What did you mean about Alan experimenting?” I say before I release a shaky breath.

I need to keep my head clear or I’ll give in to him, and I’m not sure how I feel about us doing this with Alan nearby.

“He tries different things.” He says as he kisses down my neck to my shoulder.

He’s practically laying on top of me now and for some reason it feels nice. You would think it would feel like he’s crushing me, but it feels…comforting.

“Like what?” I ask not thinking it through.

“Threesomes…foursomes…that sort of thing.” He says absentmindedly as if he didn’t just say we’re laying on an orgy bed.

“What? Artemis we can’t sleep here! I don’t want to sleep on a bed Alan has used for orgys! That’s disgusting, and you better not tell me you were involved in those sort of sexcapades or I will cut your dick off before it can ever come near me again.” I push him hard, and he rolls off me.

He sighs and sits up on the bed. I do the same and scramble off the bed like it’s made of fire.

“He cleans the room well and doesn’t use the same stuff twice even if it’s washed. So don’t worry, and no I never took part in any multiple partner encounters. That’s not my thing. One demanding woman is all I can handle.” He says.

I narrow my eyes at him. “Demanding? Am I one of those demanding women because you are the one who has been doing the seducing between us. If anything, you are the demanding one!”

I turn and storm toward the bedroom door, but before I can get it fully opened it slams shut. Artemis’s hand is above mine and he’s standing so close to me that I can feel the heat radiating from him.

“Blue, I’m not letting you storm out of here. You won’t go looking for another room either. We sleep together every night, that’s the deal.” He reminds me. “You signed a contract. Do I need to call our lawyers?”

This…this…asshole! Man, I need to figure out another word to call him. Asshole doesn’t seem enough to describe him most of the time. I turn to face him and tilt my head to look up at his handsome face. It’s not good for my health having a shirtless handsome billionaire standing in front of me but as long as he wants me, I’ll endure the struggle.

“I wasn’t going to sleep anywhere else. I just wanted some air.” I lie.

He’s right. I would have found somewhere else to sleep tonight even though it would break our contract. Why would I want to sleep next to a man who thinks the women he sleeps with are too demanding? I never want to be a burden to anyone.

“Don’t lie to me. You were going to pout somewhere else, and that won’t happen. We will talk about this.” He says in that firm tone of his that I like way too much.

“I thought you didn’t like talking.” I say knowing very well by eyewitness accounts that he isn’t the talking type.

He’s more of the yelling and demanding type. Sort of like how he’s demanding me to stay. Ha, and he says women are demanding!

“Artemis, if you think I’m being too demanding then why should I stay? I don’t want to bother you, so why keep me here?” I ask feeling that deep root of pain from not being wanted.

No one wanted me…not my mother or father and not any of the foster families who took me in. So if he doesn’t want me any more now then I need to know so I can protect myself. I’m falling for him fast and I don’t want to be left heartbroken.

He shakes his head and leans down to press his head against mine. “I want you Blue. More than I’ve ever wanted anything, and I can’t let you walk out because I’ll want to chase you. Also, I don’t think you’re demanding. The only time you demanded anything from me was when you went dress shopping.”

I laugh at the memory. There was some threatening involved, but I had to what I had to do.

“So stop worrying so much. If I was annoyed with you, you would be made well aware. The only thing annoying me now is the amount of clothes you’re wearing. I much prefer you with nothing on.” He slides the hand that had been on the door down my arm until it reaches my waist.

“Artemis. I don’t want Alan hearing us.” I basically plead with him.

He smiles at me like he knows something I don’t know. It could literally be a thousand things since he has far more mental capabilities than me.

“This room is soundproof.” He says looking smug.

“Of course, it is.” I say with a sigh and lean back against the door.

He’s still holding my waist, so my hips end up pushed forward awkwardly. Artemis moves closer and leans his arm over my head before grinding his hips against mine. I can feel him against me and I my pussycat starts to pulse. I want to give her a name, but I haven’t thought of anything yet. I mean I have a name for my period. Good old TOM…I hate the bastard with a passion.

Can you guess why I named it that? Yeah, I’ll let you figure it out.

“Artemis…” I hate how breathy my voice sounds but he’s pushing harder and now I just want him inside me again.

I hate that I want him like this where such a small thing can get me wet. How does he do that?

“Stop talking Blue.” He says before he uses his strength to pull me against him.

He leans down and grabs my thighs forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

“How about we try something new.”

“What?” I ask.

“I want to see you ride me.” The back of his legs hit the bed and we start to fall backward.

My arms stretch out instinctively to catch myself but Artemis doesn’t seem to care that we could hurt each other.

Now…he wants me to ride him. That seems complicated since I’m pretty new to this whole sex thing and he usually takes control of things. So that leaves me confused and wondering how to convince him to take over as usual.

“H-how do I do that?” I ask.

“First I take all your clothes off…” he grabs the hem of my shirt and sits up enough to pull it over my head.

Since I’m not wearing a bra, my boobs are all out for him to see. He reaches up and covers them both with his hands. He gives them a squeeze and I have to fight back the urge to grind down all over him.

“What’s the second thing?” I ask.

“Second, I slam into you, and you move up and down over my dick. A little hip movement and that’s all.”

I consider that for a second and it sounds a lot like he’s giving me a chance to take control. If that’s true then there is one more thing we need.

“Where’s your belt?”