Page 38 of The Billionaire's Marriage Dare

“I am,” she confessed.

“So now you know.” He bent his head and brushed her mouth with his, saying against her lips, “You always excite me.”

His hands on her thighs suddenly tightened, and she squeaked in surprise.

“Anything else?

“Well...” Jane’s voice drifted off. He had started stroking the side of her thighs, and it was making her forget everything, even her name.

His hands stilled. “Just say it.” This time, his voice took on a commanding note, and a shiver of awareness ran down her spine.

When he spoke like this, she thought vaguely, he sounded a lot like Jared Westland. But the difference between the two was that while she followed the CEO’s orders because she needed to—-

She followed Christian Ravenhearst’s commands because she wanted to.

“Jane?” Christian tipped her chin up.

“I just...I just realized what I wanted from our marriage.” Or rather...Jared had helped her realize it, but she didn’t think Christian would welcome the knowledge.

“If it’s mine to give, it’s yours—-”

“It is.”

And that’s what scares me, Jane thought as she fought for composure.

Azure eyes narrowed.

“I want you to promise,” Jane whispered unsteadily, “to always let me be myself.”

Christian didn’t answer right away, and she held her breath, her heart hammering painfully against her chest. Oh no. Had she asked a really wrong question this time? Had she asked for too much? Or was Christian not the man she thought he was? Had she made a mist—-

Christian cupped her face, and she blurted out, “Well?”

His beautiful lips slowly curved...into a smirk.

“You never had to ask,” Christian said simply. “Nothing gives me greater pleasure than knowing you’re being yourself with me.”

Her eyes started to prick. “And you really mean that,” she asked shakily, “don’t you?”

“It’s why you felt right. Because I’m also myself when I’m with you.”

“Oh.” The words were completely unexpected and downright sweet, and she said again, “Oh.”

“Are you lost for words?” Christian teased huskily.

Instead of answering, she just twined her fingers with his, saying, “Let’s go.”

Christian blinked. “Go where?”

“Wherever it is you can fuck me?”

There was one second of silence.

“Please?”

And then Christian suddenly swept her up his arms. As he started walking, she told him warningly, “If you find me heavy, don’t tell me or I’ll lose the courage to get naked in front of you.”

Christian’s shoulders rocked with laughter. “You are heavy.”

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