Page 18 of Billionaire's Surprise

I loved him.

And not because he’d given me the best oral of my life. Theonlyoral actually, but that was beside the point. It was just… I loved him. It had started in New York and grown while we’d been apart, and now on this cruise…

He did everything for me. His every thought seemed to be for me and how I felt or how I’d react, what I’d like or dislike. I knew that couldn’t go on forever. I mean…real lifewaited for us in a few days. Reality meant we’d have to go our separate ways.He’d have to worry about his company in New York, and I’d have to go back to my coding job at the security firm in Chicago.

Maybe, that was why we didn’t do more last night. I mean, I think he said it was because I deserved more or better or something. I was a little fuzzy on what had been said. But all I knew was, I’d slept better the past couple nights in his arms than I ever had. Which was shocking, considering we were on a floating deathtrap.

“What’s wrong?” Fray asked after the silence between us had stretched for a while.

“Nothing. I just told you things are great when I’m with you.”

“And then you went deep into your head.”

I shrugged. My drama was my drama. I didn’t want to scare him, and I wasn’t so sure telling him I loved him was a good idea right now.

I know we haven’t been together long, Fray, but I’m super in love with you. I want to have your babies.

Babies? Oh, God…

“What are we doing today?” I asked.

“Checking out the jungle. Getting the Bob Marley Nine Miles Experience in Montego Bay, where we’ll get to do some shopping, too, if you want.”

“No alcohol?” I said.

“I’m pretty sure they won’t let you do the jungle thing if you’ve been drinking—and I don’t think they’re offered in-flight.”

“In flight?”

* * * *

Fray slung his arm around me as we sat close together on the chairlift that was cruising along over and through the jungle canopy, “in flight”. Lush green surrounded us, and even on this sunny, warm day it offered cool relief. And we weren’t at all near the beach and water.

I felt a little guilty about that. I mean obviously Fray liked the ocean or he wouldn’t have booked a cruise for us. There were plenty of other ways he could have gotten us alone. Maybe, I could hang out in a lounger tomorrow and drink umbrella drinks while he surfed or snorkeled or whatever they did out there in the water on these trips.

“It’s gorgeous here,” I commented as the ride meandered along.

“Um-hmm,” he hummed, his free hand brushing along my thigh. “I’m liking that this isn’t a popular excursion today.”

“Yeah,” I said, looking up at him as he nonchalantly traced the edge of my shorts’ leg. “I’m pretty surprised we’re the only ones.”

“Yeah,” he echoed, but he actually didn’t look surprised in the least.

My eyes narrowed. “You bought out the whole thing, didn’t you?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. Are you angry? I wanted to get you alone.”

I looked around. We were up in the sky, 700 feet above sea level or so we were told, and there wasn’t a soul in sight since the entire ride had been bought out by the annoying billionaire beside me. “Well, we are alone.”

And damn it, I couldn’t even be irritated by him. It was such a sweet gesture. Over the top. But sweet.

I closed my hand around his when his fingertips started to slip under the edge of my pantleg.

“What are you doing?”

He leaned in, kissing his way up my neck to my ear. “Thinking seriously about how long it would take to give you an orgasm up here.”

Not long. I’d been on the edge of desperate need since we’d woken together this morning. We’d started stirring awake, still wrapped together, Fray spooning behind me. I’d turned in his arms, and he’d rolled me under him for a kiss. But my damn dress had been all twisted up around us. A real mood killer.

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