Page 31 of The Billionaire's Marriage Dare

Christian jerked.

And then he was coming, his teeth biting down on her nipple, and she screamed even as she continued rubbing his cock, wanting everything out.

Her “punishment” resumed when they made it back to his place, but only as far as the couch, which he had flung her on just before kneeling down, impatiently tearing her skirt and panties out of the way.

And then he was fucking her with his tongue.

She threw her legs over his shoulders just as his hands delved under her ass, squeezing the cheeks hard before lifting her up.

His mouth moved to her clit, and when he sucked on it hard, she shattered easily, screaming, and he lifted her even higher, her butt in the air, her legs pounding his back while she held on to his head, feeling like her world was being torn apart——

And she never wanted it to end.

After, she lay on top of him, her body reduced into a limbless heap of exhaustion.

He stroked her hair all the while, the movement...tender.

But she didn’t think she could – or should – tell him that.

“Jane.”

His British accent was so damn evident at that moment, her pussy actually quivered at the sound.

He felt it of course, and Christian chuckled. “Does that mean you’re ready, pet?”

“Please, no,” Jane begged. If he made her come again so soon, she didn’t think she’d be able to walk tomorrow.

“Alright.” His hand on her hair stilled. “But you know what I intended to say, don’t you?”

Ah. She gave a tiny nod against his chest.

“And?”

“It’s just too fast,” she whispered.

“Is it?” His hand resumed stroking her hair. “Or could it be you think it’s safer if you wait for a declaration of love?” Christian tipped her chin up. “It’s not that I can’t or don’t want to love you, pet. And I know you’re smart enough to know that.”

Yes. She was. But what her brain knew, her heart didn’t always understand.

“I wish I had some kind of traumatic story to share with you, so you’d understand that I have this psychological problem that prevents me from falling in love. But the truth is – I’m as normal as they go. Before my work took over my life, I had a pretty ordinary family – I was an only child, but my parents were great, and I grew up loved and disciplined.”

Just like her, Jane realized. But the difference was that Christian hadn’t let it hold him back. He hadn’t let his so-called ordinary upbringing hinder him from forging on, from bringing his work to life. He had taken risks. He had made things happen rather than wait for them. And he had done so because he had believed that his work was worth it.

So what about her, she wondered. She loved her job, but it wasn’t an end-all be-all the way it was for Christian.

What had she always wanted?

What had she always dreamt?

Christian suddenly cupped her cheeks. “Marry me, Jane.”

She heard herself say, “Okay.”

And as soon as the words slipped out, she could feel her soul drifting towards its unnamed destiny—-

She still wasn’t certain what it was that she wanted, but marrying Christian felt like a step in the right direction.

Chapter Seven

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