Page 70 of Billionaire Devil

Does he offer to put money—potentially alotof money—intotheirbusinesses?

Does he tell them they’re the most beautiful woman in the world?

Does he come inside them all night long?

He told me that part was a first for him, and I believed him.

But I wish Sloane’s warnings weren’t playing on a looped reel inside my brain.He’ll totally charm you because it’s what he does and then the minute you think there could be something real there, he’ll be nowhere to be found. It’s always the same. Every freaking weekend I’m fielding irate phone calls and reading the headlines. This is a Code Red, Lila. DO NOT get on that bus!!

Yet I did get on that bus. And it does sometimes—whoam I kidding,allthe time—feel like there could be something real here. And sweet Jesus, has he charmed me.

Today is Wednesday. We have three more nights together. And then what happens?

I’m dreading Saturday for ten different reasons.

Colton pulls up next to the gondola and kills the snowmobile’s engine. “The gondolas are so cute.” Little floating rooms suspended by a thick wire that goes all the way to the top of the mountain.

“Cute?”

“Yes. Cute.”

Colton’s still in some kind of a mood. We didn’t really argue, like we so often seem to do, but he’s intense and surly. Maybe it’s that giant hard-on that never seems to go down, even though we made lovea lot. All night long, we were connected in one way or another, feasting off each other’s pleasure like we’re addicted to it.

It’s like he’s gone a little crazy with it. Trying to get his fill before Saturday, maybe.

Because all of this is going to crash and burn three days from now. I’m prepared for that—or at least I’m trying to be. I’ll give back all the presents, I’ll go to the bank and get a loan if I can, and I’ll do my best to get myself a dream job.

And I’ll kiss my heart goodbye.

But at least I have hope. That’s the biggest gift Colton Maddox has given me. He’s reminded me that good things can happen and sometimes they even do.

Plus I’m wearing the cutest snow bunny outfit in theworld (and nothing underneath), I have real diamonds circling my wrist and I got laid so thoroughly by a billionaire beefcake last night, I’m still floating from all the orgasms.

“Don’t be so grouchy, Maddox.”

“I’m not grouchy.”

“You are.”

“Just get in the gondola, Bailey.”

It’s not overly busy because it’s mid-week and early in the season. We’re the only people in line.

A lift attendant opens the door of a gondola for us and we climb in. Then we’re sealed in and airborne and it’s the coolest thing. There are cushioned seats on both sides and two poles to hang onto. It’s like a bubble, with windows offering views of the resort below us and the mountain rising above us. “These things are heated?”

“All the better to get you naked, Sunshine. Time for your next lesson.”

“I thought I graduated. You know, with the unprotected sex-a-thon all night long.”

“Nope. You’ve still got a lot to learn. Take off the astronaut suit. And hurry up, we’ve only got twenty minutes.”

He’s sitting on one of the benches. He unfastens his jeans and takes out his big, heavy…manhood. No surprises, it’s already hard as a pillar of steel.

“Jesus.” I giggle, feigning shock—at least it’spartlyfeigned. “Is it me or does that thing just keep getting bigger?”He’s really freaking hard.

“Your fault, you little cocktease. Take it off.”

This is our game. And the man is a devil who gets me wet without even trying.

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