Page 73 of Billion Dollar Mistake

I fucked her so hard…unusually hard.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No.” She shakes her head. “It was amazing. I've never experienced anything like that before.”

“And you won't. Now that I've had you, I’ll be at your beck and call.”

“Oh really,” she murmurs.

“Yes.” I kiss her briefly. “I’ll be right back,” I say and quickly get off the bed. After removing and disposing of the condom, I wash my hands and get back in bed. As soon as I lie down, I pull Nova to me. I need to feel connected to her. We fit perfectly together.

It’s silent and comfortable, but it doesn’t last.

“I should go.” She tries to move out my arms.

“No, stay,” I beg.

“Are you sure? I’ll call a cab.”

I tighten my arms around her. “No cab. Stay with me. Please.”

Her body sags against me.

“I am pretty tired.” She yawns.

“Sleep. I’ll be right here holding you.”

The next morning, I wake to the feel of soft hair in my face and the smell of roses. As I blink my eyes open, I see brown hair.

She’s still sound asleep.

I'm scared I'll blow this. My track record with women isn’t good when it comes to balancing work and a relationship. But I want to be better with Nova.

I lay a kiss on her shoulder and dust my thumb along her arm. Her skin is smooth and warm.

Her lashes flutter and she turns in my arms with a lift in the corner of her lips.

“Morning,” I mumble.

“Morning.”

I kiss her lips. “Are you hungry?”

“A little.”

“Let me get us some takeout.” I reach out to grab my phone and notice the mountain of notifications. My eyes twitch.

I need to handle this.

“I can cook. Even though I really don't want to leave the bed.”

A thrill hums through me. “You’re not sore?”

“A little.”

“Shit. Was I too rough?” I ask.

She lays her hand to the side of my face. “No, no, no, I just need another minute if we're gonna go for another round. So if I cook, it’ll stop the temptation.”

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