Page 24 of The Billionaire's Knight

The way he said it, the heat of his gaze, had the idea exciting her, also. “We both just admitted we’re workaholics, and we still have a lot to learn about one another.”

He moved his hips again, hitting the right spot inside her, the one that made her close her eyes and catch her breath on a gasp.

“Later,” she muttered, leaning up to claim his mouth. They’d talk later. She’d leave it in the hands of fate. She had an appointment scheduled with her OB. If she was pregnant by then, they’d be having a baby. If she wasn’t…then they’d discuss birth control options. Crazy. Possibly even an irrational choice to make in the heat of the moment. But, damnit, it felt right. With him, it felt perfect.

He took her fast and frantic, only easing up when she reached orgasm. He slowed then, each stroke dragging out her pleasure, keeping her in the moment.

“Jase,” she panted, urging him to join her.

He wouldn’t be rushed. He continued to take his time, placing soft kisses over her face and neck, bending lower to suck the tight point of a nipple, soothing and inciting in turns.

“That’s it, baby,” he encouraged. “Come for me again. Let me feel your pussy squeeze my dick. Milk it. Take all my cum deep inside you.

She edged her legs higher along his sides, and he helped her out by slipping his arms behind her knees and bracing them wide. The tempo sped up again until all she heard was the slap of flesh and hard pants of their mixed breaths. She held on tight, riding out her next orgasm, neck arched as she cried out. His mouth found her throat, sucking then groaning as his cock twitched inside her. She clenched around him, determined to send him flying with her.

“Fuck, yeah,” he growled, his cock filling her with thick jets of cream. His hips pulsed, continually pressing his cock a little deeper.

Shudders went through them both. He collapsed atop her for a brief moment before rolling off with a groan.

“God, woman. You’re going to be the death of me.”

Gwen laughed.

“What’s so funny?” he demanded.

“You’re the last person I would have imagined myself falling in love with?”

He snorted. “You’re lucky I saved you from whatever you had in mind then.”

A full minute of silence followed before he demanded, “Just what type of man did you think you’d fall for?”

“Not an arrogant billionaire who gives orders instead of asking.”

“Well, you know you’re not exactly what I expected either,” he informed her.

“Why’s that?” she asked.

“I always thought I’d be the knight in shining armor.”

She batted her lashes. “You think I’m your knight in shining armor?”

“You’re definitely my own personal knight,” he agreed.

“The billionaire’s knight,” she mused. “I like the sound of that.”

“Me, too,” Jase agreed, tugging her halfway onto her chest. “I’m sure I can get the media behind it.”

She laughed again. She had no doubt he could and would.

Epilogue

Three months later…

“God, woman! You steal my breath,” Jase muttered as Gwen shed her coverup and revealed a dark blue bikini. “How soon before I can whisk you home and have you all to myself?”

“Behave,” she warned with a grin. “I’ve been looking forward to this since Bare said Paisley was planning a cookout.” She cuddled up to him, nuzzling her lips across his shoulder.

“Hey, Gwen!”

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