Page 30 of Big Deal Sweetheart

“Me too,” she sighed.

He lifted her up, so fucking happy to have her arms and legs wrapping around him. It was as if she’d always been there. The ride up to the top floor took forever, yet not long enough. Shit, if he had more time, he’d be balls deep in her. He could only imagine what security would think of that view if they happened to be watching the video footage. Thinking of anyone else seeing Nova’s sexy body gave him the strength to keep from moving any further with his dirty thoughts. Luckily for the both of them, the barely audible ding announced the arrival to the penthouse.

“We’re here,” he said and then began walking with her in his arms.

“Holy shit. How big did you say this condo is?” Nova stared around him, wiggling to be let down.

“A little over twenty-four thousand square feet spread over the top four floors. We have our own pool, gym, and a few other amenities. Of course, we can always use the community facilities if we choose.” He shrugged.

NOVA’S FAMILY HAD MONEY, but this was opulence on a whole other level. “I read about the sale of this place. I mean, I know what my parents paid for my condo down below, but...Keifer, this is...was crazy expensive.”

“Nova, it’s only money. I’ve made a shitton of it. My hedge fund was something that most wouldn’t have thought was lucrative, but it made me a billionaire before I was thirty. I have more money than I’ll spend in my lifetime, my kids, or even my grandkids’ lifetimes.” He pulled her back against him.

She couldn’t resist him, nor did she truly want to. Her body melted into his like it had a mind of its own and had been starved for the feel of his big arms embracing her. Lord she missed this too. “What time are you expecting Delilah home?”

He lifted her up before answering. “Wrap your legs around my waist. I assume your parents will probably stay til the end of the show. That gives us a few hours.”

Was she going to hide out when Delilah came home like she was some child then slip off back to her own floor?

“I want you to stay, Nova. I want to see where this goes. This isn’t a fling for me. I need to be upfront with you about that. When I brought you here, I...I want to have you here for more than just a few hours.” He was walking as he spoke.

“This place is huge, Keifer. I think I’ll need a few days just to navigate where I’m at.” Her heart was threatening to pound out of her chest at the thought of being with Keifer, staying with him as something more than what she’d thought. Although she really wanted to feel his possession again, she hated how it had been when he’d left her. “There’s just one thing.” She bit her lip wondering how he’d take her next words.

“What is it? I don’t want anything between us.” They entered a room that stalled her next volley of questions.

Her face went hot with the double meaning she took that as. Burying her face in his neck she took a deep breath. “Wow, you smell so good. Quit distracting me.”

His chuckle reverberated through her until she felt something soft behind her, or rather under her. “Your room is amazing. You smell amazing. Everything about you is amazing. I don’t think I’m in your league though.”

Keifer came down over her, caging her in. “It’s me who’s not in your league, but you know what? I don’t give a damn. I’m not letting you go. Now be quiet or I’m going to have to do something to keep you quiet.”

“Oh, sounds kinky.” She laughed up at him, feeling as if her world was finally right again.

“Do you like kinky?” He started kissing her neck as his talented fingers went to work unbuttoning her top.

“I like anything you do. Well, I’m not into pain. Really, Keifer, I’m not. I stub my toe, and I’ll cry. I don’t even like high heels that I have to break in, which is why I always have them stretched.” She was blathering and knew it.

“I’ll keep that in mind. You done talking?” He spread her top open and sat back on his haunches. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous. I love your breasts.”

She instinctively brought her hands up to cover them, since they were barely concealed by the lace bra.

“Don’t,” he growled.

His command had her shivering and complying. Goodness, she had no clue she’d like to have a man so dominating, but then again, she had never thought a man like Keifer would want her. Her hands fell away from her body. Her nipples felt chafed from the delicate lace as he ran his thumb back and forth. She wanted to tell him to take her bra off, needing to feel his skin touching her skin, but had a feeling he’d stop touching her altogether if she did so.

Finally, the diabolical man unsnapped the front clasp, bending to take the exposed flesh with his lips and tongue. Nova arched her back, moaning his name. She hoped, prayed he didn’t stop.

“I have no intention to stop, sweetheart.” He licked her right breast with the tip of his tongue.

Cool air had her shivering under his ministrations. Nova wanted to say something witty; she really did, but clearly, she was a blurter when she was with him. “Did I say that out loud?”

“Mmhmm, now the only thing I want to hear are sighs, moans, and you asking me for more.” Keifer moved downward, kissing every inch of skin he exposed.

Nova was never so glad that she loved pretty underthings as she was then and there, when Keifer unsnapped her leather pants. His masculine groan and smile of appreciation filled her with pride.

“Fuck, you’re a true treasure, you know that?” He hooked his thumbs in the sides, easily maneuvering the pants down her legs with her help.

“I never felt that way before,” she admitted.

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