Page 74 of Off Limits (Alpha Billionaire)

“I’m glad you already had the room. It makes showing you how I feel easier,” I confessed.

When she looked at me with some confusion, I clarified. “No hiding or explaining to Max why we are staying in bed all day.”

She giggled. The sound was almost hesitant, as if she didn’t believe me.

Closing the distance between us, I pressed my lips to hers. I claimed her mouth in a kiss that was instantly sizzling with passion. I had kept myself in check for the hour or so we had been waiting on the room. I was here to kiss away her fears and erase all doubt from her mind that I wanted her above everything else.

“Let me show you what you mean to me,” I said as I broke the kiss.

She was breathless, her lips plump from the kiss. She nodded and reached out for the buttons of my shirt. I gently removed her hands from my clothes. Kissing her fingertips, I moved down the end of the bed.

Carefully, I took one booted foot in my hands. The Velcro straps ripped, making a sound much harsher than what fit the mood in our room. I held her bandaged foot gently but tossed the boot to the side with complete disregard. Lowering, I gently kissed thebandage over the top of her foot and then the exposed skin at the ankle.

Jessica hissed in an excited breath.

I repeated the action with her second foot, this time trailing kisses up her shin until I reached her knee.

She giggled and squirmed. “That tickles.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I asked.

“Right now, it’s good,” she practically purred.

“Good, because I plan on tickling you more,” I stated with a low rumble in my voice.

“Where?

“Everywhere,” I said.

I pushed the skirt of her dress high on her thighs and ran my lips over her skin. I scraped my teeth over the swell of her hip before I left her legs to pay attention to another body part. She had been running her hand over my head and playing with my hair. I claimed her hand in mine and pressed a kiss to her palm.

She whimpered when I ran my tongue around her hand and then circled her finger. I savored each of her fingers, sucking them into my mouth one at a time, licking and nibbling at her fingertips. She moaned and gasped as if I were paying attention to other, more sensitive, parts of her body.

Her reactions drove me mad. My cock was throbbing, pressing uncomfortably against the fly of my pants. It would have been too easy to strip down and claim her body. While that would feel amazing and Jessica would not be left with any complaints, that's not what this was about.

I loved this woman. I was lost when I thought she was gone. This was me showing her everything I didn’t have words to convey. She was mine, and her skin and body would know only my touch. I would erase all memories and ruin her for any future lover.

I let my lips linger against her wrist. There would be no future lovers, only me. I smiled and chuckled.

“What?” she practically gasped.

“I like the taste of your skin,” I said, my plan starting to form.

“But I…”

I placed small, sucking kisses up her arm to the crook of her elbow. I sucked on the tender skin, playing my tongue over the softness I found.

“I…” she tried again. But she never finished the thought, ending her words on a moan.

Her head fell back, and her chest rose with the quick pants of her breathing. A satisfied smirk played across my face. She was melting completely before me, and we were both fully dressed. I needed to remedy that situation.

Climbing onto the bed, I straddled her legs. Bunching the hem of her dress into my fists, I worked the dress—it was the kind of dress shaped like an oversized T-shirt with a skirt, so there were no buttons or zippers—over her hips and up her torso. She shifted and contorted her arms so that I could pull the entire garment off over her head.

Jessica lay back, her beautiful form on display before me. As I admired her, she blushed slightly and had the sensibility toreach behind her and unfasten her bra. She dropped it off the side of the bed.

A groan escaped my lips. She was amazing. I couldn’t help myself. With her bountiful shape bared, I dove for her.

I palmed one large breast with one hand, the nipple tickling my palm. I was aware that my hand wasn’t big enough to grab onto all of her. My mouth latched onto her other nipple. I began savoring the pink nub. Closing my eyes and pressing into her softness, I lost myself licking and sucking and adoring her.

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