Page 35 of Falling for the Grump Billionaire

But for the first time, the cost of protecting it feels higher than I expected.

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Back at the penthouse, the tension finally snaps.

“You’re holding something back,” Eva says, pacing the living room like a caged animal. “I can feel it.”

I pour myself a drink, the sharp tang of whiskey burning my throat as I down it in one gulp. “I’m protecting you.”

“From what?” she demands. “From the truth? Because newsflash, Dominic—I’m already in this. Hiding things from me isn’t going to keep me safe.”

Her words hit harder than I want to admit, and I set the glass down with a little too much force. “You don’t understand what’s at stake here.”

“Then explain it to me!” she fires back. “Stop shutting me out and start treating me like a partner.”

The word “partner” catches me off guard, and for a moment, I don’t know how to respond. She’s right—I’ve been keeping her at arm’s length, convincing myself it’s for her own good. But the truth is, I’m scared. Scared of what will happen if I let her get too close. Scared of what will happen if I don’t.

“You think this is easy for me?” I say finally, my voice quieter now. “Every person I’ve ever trusted has betrayed me. Every single one.”

She stops pacing, her eyes softening. “Not everyone.”

I laugh bitterly. “Name one.”

“Me,” she says simply. “I haven’t betrayed you.”

Her words disarm me, and for a moment, all I can do is stare at her. There’s no mockery in her tone, no challenge—just sincerity. It’s more unsettling than any argument she could’ve thrown at me.

The tension shifts again, no longer hostile but charged with something deeper. I don’t know who moves first, but suddenly she’s in my arms, her lips crashing against mine.

The kiss is electric, a release of everything we’ve been holding back—anger, frustration, need. Her hands tangle in my hair, and I pull her closer, losing myself in the taste of her.

I responded with equal fervor, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her body against mine. I could feel her curves, softand inviting, pressing into me. The kiss was chaotic, a clash of tongues and teeth, and it ignited a fire within me that I had never known existed.

Breaking away for air, I looked into her eyes, now dark with desire. “Fuck,” I breathed, my hands moving to the buttons of her blouse. I needed to feel her skin, to explore every inch of her. She nodded, her hands mirroring my actions, unbuttoning my shirt with trembling fingers.

We stumbled towards the couch, our kisses becoming more desperate with each step. I pushed her down gently, following her, my body covering hers. The feel of her beneath me was intoxicating. I kissed her neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down to the swell of her breasts, now heaving with each breath.

My hands worked quickly, discarding her blouse and bra, revealing her perfect breasts. Her nipples, tight and erect, beckoned me. I lowered my head, taking one hardened peak into my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. Eva arched her back, her hands threading through my hair, encouraging me to continue.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, her voice thick with pleasure. “Don’t stop.”

I switched to her other breast, lavishing attention on it, while my hand traveled down her flat stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of her skirt. I stroked her through her panties, feeling how wet she was. Eva’s hips bucked against my touch, seeking more friction.

“Please,” she whispered, her breath coming in short gasps. “I need you inside me.”

I wanted to tease her, to draw out this moment, but my own need was becoming unbearable. I sat up, quickly ridding myself of my remaining clothes, my erection straining towards her. Eva’s eyes widened at the sight of my hard cock, her hand reaching out to stroke it gently.

“Beautiful,” she breathed, her fingers wrapping around me, pumping slowly. I hissed in a breath, my eyes rolling back at her touch. “I want to taste you,” she said, her voice a raspy whisper.

Before I could respond, she leaned forward, taking the head of my cock into her warm mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing me, before taking me deeper. I groaned, my hands gripping the couch cushions as she sucked and bobbed her head, her full lips sliding up and down my length.

“Fuck, Eva,” I managed to say, my thighs trembling. “Your mouth feels so good.”

She hummed in response, the vibrations sending me closer to the edge. I didn’t want to come yet, not like this. With a groan, I pulled her up, claiming her mouth in a hungry kiss.

“I need to be inside you,” I growled against her lips.

Eva nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. She positioned herself above me, her hands grasping my cock, guiding it to her entrance. Slowly, she lowered herself, taking me inch by inch, her heat enveloping me. I hissed in a breath, my eyes closing at the incredible sensation.

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