Page 78 of Billionaire Temptations

He walked into the bathroom to grab some tissues as I lay there in my happy place, my body relaxed and the burning desire to fuck him again, but confused as to why he pulled out instead of coming inside of me. Max climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close.

“Okay, we need to talk.”

“About what?” he asked.

“Why didn’t you come in me?”

He chuckled. “I’m sorry, but I got scared.”

I laughed. “Scared of what?”

“That you’d get pregnant again.”

“Well, I’ve been back on the pill for three weeks, but you’re right. Now I’m a little nervous. Maybe we should get some latex-free condoms to use for the next couple of weeks or so. Just in case.”

“We could or maybe I can just keep pulling out until we’re one hundred percent sure it’s safe. I have a feeling we’ll be going through way too many condoms too fast because I plan on making love to you at least three times a day. We have a lot of catching up to do.”

“We sure do, Mr. Hamilton, and I think I’m ready for round two.”

“I love it when you say things like that.” He smiled as he pulled me on top of him.

Chapter Thirty

Maxand I got up bright and early the next morning. After showering together, we dressed and headed to the penthouse Max was dying to show me.

“So where exactly is this penthouse?” I asked as I took hold of his hand when he slid in next to me.

“East 61stStreet. It's about eleven minutes from my other apartment. It’s closer to my office and only one minute further to Parsons for you.”

Darren pulled up to the curb, and Max slid out, holding out his hand to me. I looked up and stared at the thirty-nine-story building. I gasped.

“Wow.” I smiled.

“I know.” Max chuckled. “Wait until you see the penthouse.”

We took the elevator up to the thirty-second floor to apartment 32BC. When Max opened the door, an older lady approached us.

“Good morning, Mr. Hamilton.”

“Good morning, Maggie. I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Emma Knight.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled as she held out her hand. “Let’s take a look around, shall we?”

Just stepping through the front door, I knew this was the perfect place for us.

“This penthouse offers three bedrooms, four bathrooms, a separate den, and two private wraparound terraces. But the best part of this home is the views of Central Park from every room.”

I was blown away by the elegance of the light-stained oak flooring and the oversized picture windows throughout the entire place.

“Let’s start in the kitchen area. You can see this is a chef’s kitchen with a pristine window over the sink, white stone countertops, and top-of-the-line appliances by Miele, Wolf, and Subzero. I can envision you cooking many wonderful meals here.”

I looked at Max, and he smiled because he knew all too well that I wasn’t all that great of a cook.

“This is the dining area, which will seat eight people comfortably. Next, we have the large living area, which features one of the generous wraparound terraces facing the west, a beautiful feature for throwing elegant parties. Next, we’ll move onto the master suite, which features a private den off the back as well as a second wraparound private terrace. The best feature of this room is his and her bathrooms because we ladies know we need our own bathroom to accommodate all of our beauty products.”

I stepped into the extremely large oversized walk-in closet and swallowed hard. I’d never seen anything like it. It was triple the size of the one I had at my apartment.

“Nice, isn’t it?” Maggie smiled. “Now, if you open this door right here, it leads to the second walk-in closet for Mr. Hamilton. That way, you don’t have to worry about space foryour collection of clothes, shoes, jewelry, and handbags,” she whispered.

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