Page 115 of If You Give a Billionaire a Bride

My heart pounds as I join her on the bed and take her laptop, setting it on the nightstand.

I gently lift her chin, meeting her mesmerizing brown gaze. “I’m in love with you,” I say again, brushing a piece of hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. “I love you so damn much, and I’m sorry it took me so long to tell you. You’re my world, Ev, and there is no future without you in it.”

She places her hand over mine as a single tear trickles down her face. “I love you, too, Stafford.”

I heave a sigh of relief. “Thank god. I didn’t have a contingency plan if you didn’t say it back,” I tease.

She smiles. “It’s lucky I saved you from having to come up with one, then.”

I lean in to press kisses along her collarbone. A soft moan passes her lips as I lick along her neck, rubbing my nose along her cheek and pausing when I get close to her mouth.

“Tell me you love me again,” I coax her.

“I. Love. You.” She enunciates each word as she sinks her slender fingers into my hair and tugs me closer.

I wrap my arm around her waist, tugging her onto my lap to straddle me and plunge my tongue past her lips, ravishing hermouth. I don’t stop until she’s a blazing inferno of blissful agony, pleading for more.

She belongs to me, and I plan to dote on her with love and affection for the rest of our lives.

I slip my hand inside her sleep shorts, teasing her entrance. “Fuck, Ev, you’re drenched. Is this all for me?”

She lifts her hips as I shove two fingers inside her, the crude sound of her arousal filling the room. It’s sexy as hell as she shamelessly grinds against the palm of my hand. She gasps when I plunge a third finger inside, increasing my pace.

“I need to come,” she whimpers.

“Be a good girl and beg me for it,” I taunt with a wicked grin.

“You’re so infuriating.” She groans as I tease her clit with my thumb.

“It’s part of my charming personality,” I quip. “Now beg me to come, wifey.”

She gazes at me with hooded eyes. “Please make me come all over your fingers, Stafford.” She plasters her body to mine, deliriously desperate to find a release that’s just out of reach. “Pretty please,” she asks as she bats her eyelashes.

“That’s a start,” I say, grabbing the bottom of her tank top and pulling it over her head to reveal her full breasts.

“Fuck, these are perfect.”

I pinch one of her nipples, and it hardens beneath my fingertips. I eagerly suck it into my mouth, biting down on the soft flesh.

“Fuck,” Everly cries out.

I switch to her other breast, giving it the same treatment. Her moans echo throughout the room as she welcomes the flash of pain I give with every bite to her sensitive nipples. She clings to me like I’m her anchor, and I revel in her closeness. Her arousal soaks my hand while I thrust my thick fingers in and out of her cunt. She’s burning with need as I bring her to the edgeagain, pulling back just when she reaches the cusp of finding her release.

“Cash, I’m close,” she pants.

“You want to come on my hand or my cock?”

“Your cock, always your cock,” Her eyes flame with lust.

Damn, Everly is going to be the death of me.

And I don’t mind one damn bit.

“Show me how much you want it, beautiful.”

Her gaze never leaves mine as she lifts to take off her sleep shorts and panties, tossing them to the floor. When she settles back on my lap, she unfastens my pants. I let out a sharp hiss when she pulls out my shaft, guiding me to her entrance. She rubs the tip of my dick against her in teasing strokes.

“Fuck, Ev,” I growl.

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