Page 3 of The Billionaire's Knight

“Stay here,” he ordered. “I need to step out for a minute, then I’ll see you home.”

“I—”

“Stay,” he ordered again, cutting her off.

What would normally piss her off merely amused her. She was wise enough to know the orgasm he’d given her played a huge role in her softened mood. He dropped a kiss to her lips then came back for another, lifting her to her toes as he ate at her mouth again.

“Stay,” he repeated softly as he ran a finger over her damp lower lip.

He turned and, pulling his jacket over his shoulders, stepped through an interior door, disappearing as it clicked shut behind him.

She stood still for a moment, breathing in the smell of sex and man that still permeated the air. Then with a sigh, she left the way they’d entered, following the balcony around the building until she stepped into the gardens at the back. She groaned, realizing she didn’t have a ride home, and briefly tossed around the thought of heading back in to find Jase. Bad idea. Instead, she pulled out her phone to call her best friend.

Samira answered on the first ring.

“Night over?” she asked.

“I could use a ride,” Gwen replied. Especially after the one she’d just had. One that had left her legs shaking in a really fantastic way.

“I’m five minutes out,” Samira said with a laugh. “I had a hunger for ice cream.”

“Mint chocolate chip?”

Another laugh from Samira. “I grabbed us each a gallon. Thought you might need it after tonight.”

Gwen definitely did. Just not for the reasons Samira thought.

Chapter Two

Jase Hayes was ready to kill. It wasn’t even the fact someone had tried to break into his office at Hayes Industries. Breaking into his office wouldn’t have done them any good when it came to the software he designed. It wasn’t there. What pissed him off was the interruption the attempt had created. He’d been far from finished with the goddess he’d met the night before.

Gwen Mercer. He trailed his fingers over the file in front of him. One that told him every bit of minutia that could be gathered on her. What it didn’t tell him were the things he’d learned last night. The way she felt against him. The sounds she made as he moved inside her. Those she made when she came, her release coating his cock and balls. He’d never gone bare with another woman. Hell, there hadn’t been another woman in too long to consider. His family teased that he was married to his work. Until last night, they’d been correct. Until he’d seen a woman across the room at a party he was loath to be at.

Gwen. Even her name was like ambrosia on his lips. She fascinated him. The more he learned, the more fascinated he became. She was a fighter, a protector. It seemed she’d spent her whole life championing the underdog. Most likely because that’s what she’d been. Blue collar family. Alcoholic father. Abused mother. Both parents deceased. Gwen had found her out in sports. Playing anything and everything. She’d joined the military out of high school and never looked back. His woman had made Knight’s Watch her home when she’d left the service, banding with a group of former military personnel to provide any type of security needed. And he needed it all. From her.

A tap sounded at the door then his best friend and head of security stepped in, closing the door behind him.

“Did you make the arrangements?”

“Spoke with Jamison Knight himself,” Noah informed him. “He’ll have people here within the hour to oversee an overhaul of your security.”

“Gwen?”

“She’s been requested as your personal security for the day. He did make a point of saying Ms. Mercer will be the one to decide if she accepts the position or not.”

“She’ll accept,” Jase declared. Now that he’d tasted her, there was no way he’d let her go.

“What?” he barked when Noah continued to look at him.

“This isn’t something you can snap your fingers at and have,” Noah warned.

“I know that.”

“Just making sure,” Noah continued. “Facts in a file won’t earn you any brownie points with this woman. She strikes me as one who’ll be extremely pissed if she finds out you had her investigated.”

“I have everyone investigated,” Jase snapped. What was the use of turning his father’s millions into billions if he couldn’t use the money the way he wanted? Besides, the file on Gwen was just the surface, the facts. He wanted to get to know the woman behind the information, the woman he’d held and fucked. He definitely wanted to feel her tight heat around his cock again.

“Don’t be surprised if Ms. Mercer’s the first person to tell you no,” Noah said, and the bastard had a smug grin on his face.

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