Page 163 of Billionaire Temptations

“I remember you saying that your parents stayed in a cottage while they were here.”

“So, you were really listening to me.”

He looked over at me and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “I always listen to every word you say, Emerson, and I promise you that I will never stop. These past weeks have been fucking torture for me. I wasn’t able to concentrate on anything. Parker and I had a long conversation about you, and he can’t wait until you come home. But I’m afraid he’s taken over your side of the bed.”

I laughed. “Have you been sleeping in my bed?”

“Some nights I did because I felt closer to you. But that’s not your bed anymore. You will be in our bed upstairs.”

I raised my brow at him. “I’ve never been in your bed. What if I don’t like it?”

“Trust me.” He smiled. “You’re going to love it. I’m sorry I never brought you up there.”

“Nah. It’s okay. We were comfortable in my room. Speaking of which, I think we need to head back to the cottage. We have some serious sex to make up.”

“You read my mind, Emerson. I can’t wait to explore that perfect body of yours again.”

Our lips locked one last time before getting up and heading back to the cottage.

A trailof clothes lined the floor from the door to the bed. To be touched by Alex again was a dream. I’d missed his hands caressing my body and his tongue exploring every inch of my bare skin.

“God, you feel so good, baby,” he moaned as he moved in and out of me.

Our bodies were covered in sweat from the amazing foreplay we had. The type of foreplay where Alex gave me two over-the-top orgasms. His thrusting became faster as his lips wrapped around my nipple, and my legs tightened around his waist. His mouth met mine as he nipped my bottom lip. Throwing my head back, several loud moans escaped me.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Show me how much you love me inside of you.”

“Alex,” I shouted as my body shook from another amazing orgasm.

“Fuck, Em,” he moaned as he pushed deeper and spilled his come inside me.

After holding each other for a few moments, he rolled off of me, and we both lay on our sides, facing each other as he ran his finger along my jaw.

“I love you,” he spoke in a soft tone.

“I love you, too, Alex. I wanted to tell you so badly, but I was scared.”

“Scared of what, baby?”

“Scared of loving you because if something happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

He leaned over and kissed me. “Nothing’s going to happen to me. I’m always going to be with you.”

“Have you been taking your medication?”

He frowned. “Of course.”

“Have you been watching your salt intake?”

“Yes. I have, Miss Bossy Pants.” He smiled. “And I can’t believe you threw away the saltshakers.”

“I couldn’t take the chance.”

“I could have just gone to the store and bought more.”

“You wouldn’t have. You won’t go the store unless I drag you there.”

“True.” He kissed me again. “How about we get dressed, grab something to eat, and you can show me around Bass Harbor.”

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