The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO)

Chapter 291

He could feel her heart rate increasing under him, her body moving to accommodate him more comfortably and her breathing getting shallower as she got more turned on. Jake knew without a doubt this was heading for sex and he knew he might not have the willpower to stop it, lust consuming him and love driving him.

He caught her hands in his and pressed them against the mattress beside her head, pulling away to catch his breath momentarily, trying to slow things down and gain control. Trying to rationalize this, but he couldn’t, the way she was looking at him just pulled him back down. He had no control over this, she had opened a flood gate, and he wanted her so badly he had no say anymore. His head was blanking his thoughts out and just lost to the sensations.

He dropped back to that inviting mouth and gave himself all in, no regrets, no holding back, just kissing her more passionately and harder. Both breathing hard and fast, Emma responded with fervor, arms wriggling to be free to go to him. Legs moving up around his waist and inching herself against his abdomen even though he was trying to keep distance down there. She was moving against his body suggestively in time to the kissing and making him groan wildly. He knew Emma was no virgin, she had mentioned boyfriends from her teens, but she clearly had never been a casual sex kind of person which made this all the more intoxicating for him. Her movements were not skilled and honed, there was an innocence and almost awkwardness, holding onto him as though asking him to guide her. He had been with enough women in his lifetime to know this was almost as close to her being a virgin as he could get, and he fell in love with her all the harder.

She wouldn’t go all in for just a drunken night surely?

He pulled away and kissed her again, this time sucking her bottom lip seductively and testing how far she may want to go. She writhed under him, reaching up to try to kiss him again, her body fully molded to his and despite his obvious arousal she wasn’t backing down but pressing herself to him. Jake’s

head was cloudy with lust and he could no longer think straight, nothing except getting her body naked and being inside her.

She was clinging to him and trying to pull him further into her, moaning at his touch, moaning as his tongue moved back into her mouth slowly and she began scrambling her hands free to haul him down by the shoulders greedily as though pinned together was not close enough. There was no denying she wanted this as much as him and he was beyond stopping it, his hands moving to skim the side of her breast and reveling in how fucking sexy her body was to him. Holding his weight up so he could shift against her harder. Bringing his groin to her pelvis and parting her legs further so there was no denying where he was pushing this, she just opened up and let them connect. Her body heat, scorching hot in the apex of her thighs, fueling his desire.

He groaned against her mouth, her body too perfect for words, hand moving down to trace her thigh and head toward her heat ready to take this a step further without hesitation. That point of no return.

There was a massive bang in the hall behind them, he had left the door wide open and the sudden noise made him jerk around quickly, shielding her to protect her from whatever it was. There was lots of hysterical screaming as the door filled with a dark looming figure of a man and Jake pulled away from her reluctantly to turn and look. Confusion clearing his foggy brain. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What the f—?” Jake was shocked yet angry that he had finally got to this point with the girl of his dreams and some asshole was wading in to ruin it. He was still on top of her, braced on his arms but their bodies still entangled achingly.

“Jake? Jake?” The voice at the door sounded hysterical. He recognized Richard’s voice instantly.

“What is it?” he snapped, raging that this was his fucking life right about now.

“It’s Daniel, he fell off the boat … We can’t find him.”

The Carrero Effect

~ The Holiday: Part 2 ~

Jake was searching under the water, too dark to see anything and scrambling with his hands at anything that felt like it could be Daniel. Panic gripping his stomach as he frantically surfaced for air and dove again. He had hit the water without a thought the second he knew Danny was in here. No cares that he was maybe too drunk for this and just endlessly searching despite his muscles aching and being so heavy he could barely move anymore. It felt like it had been hours instead of minutes and he still hadn’t found him. He wouldn’t give up on him, he wouldn’t lose his best friend this way.

Surfacing for air quicker this time he took a moment to drag more into his burning lungs and wipe the water from his eyes. He could hear yelling from the deck, crying from Leila and other voices but he was fully zoned-in on the surface of the water looking for any signs of him.

“He’s here, Mr. Carrero,” yelled out one of the crew from the speed boat nearby and he felt his body lose all fatigue and started swimming their way frantically. He could see them hauling a lifeless body into the boat under the moonlight and a sickness swept through him, a fear that maybe they had been too late which only made him swim faster to his friend’s side

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The hospital had given Jake some dry clothes to wear, he hadn’t really thought about anything when he had jumped into the air rescue chopper holding Hunter’s hand, only that he had to be with him at all costs. It had all passed in a blur of drama and chaos. Daniel’s lifeless, pale face lying still and closed- up on the stretcher below him, he felt like he had barely breathed in that entire journey to the mainland hospital.

Hunter had been breathing on his own but still wasn’t conscious and the paramedics had been messing with tubes and ventilators while Jake curbed his panic the best he could. He had lost a friend this way once before, saved them from drowning only to have them die later from too much fluid intake.

It had felt like an eternity sitting in that hall waiting for word, his stomach churning itself in knots and his hands trembling and cold when they had got here. The ship’s captain had been sent back to the boat as daylight had broken. He wanted him to take care of Emma in his absence, it was the only rational thought he could formulate, focusing on her to give him some peace.

He hadn’t given himself much chance to think about what had been happening with her when Daniel had fallen overboard, he had been focused on him and what was going on, the fear and agony of searching for Hunter. Anytime she had come into his head he had pushed her back down, wanting to analyze it later, not tarnish the happiest moment of his life with possibly the worst. Until he knew Hunter was going to be okay, all thoughts were on him. Losing Danny would be like losing Arrick, he was as close as a brother and would never forgive himself if he died.