Page 94 of If You Give a Billionaire a Bride

I sit next to her, scooting closer until our legs touch. Her skin glistens with oil from her massage, enhancing its natural glow,and the subtle scent of lavender and eucalyptus wafts through the air. The sound of her steady breathing fills the room. I’m spellbound by her alluring beauty as I study her heart-shaped face, pert nose, and pouty lips.

My hand moves to her leg, and her eyes fly open, accompanied by a soft gasp. I slowly trace my hand up her thigh in teasing strokes before slipping my hand inside her bikini bottoms, welcomed by her warmth.

“Someone could walk in here at any moment,” Everly warns, glancing toward the door.

She nibbles on her lip as I trail my finger along her seam.

“The idea didn’t seem to bother you when we were in the shoe store,” I remark, leaning across her to grab the towel she brought and drape it across our laps. “There. Now if anyone comes by, all they’ll see is a couple sitting side by side with a towel over their laps. It’s completely innocent.”

“That’s not—”

Everly abruptly stops speaking when I plunge a finger inside her. She clutches the edge of the towel, digging her fingers into the fabric.

“Fuck, you’re soaked, Ev.” I lower my mouth to her ear. “Does the idea that someone could walk in and catch us at any moment make you wet?”

She looks up at me, nodding as she swallows hard.

Her legs fall open for me, making it easier for me to pump my finger in and out in a steady rhythm while massaging her clit in languid circles. When I add two more thick fingers, her head lolls back against the wall, and her eyes flutter shut.

My movements slow subtly until my hand goes completely still.

Everly’s eyes snap open as she gives me a discontented pout. “Why did you stop?”

“Because you’re so damn beautiful, and I want to watch your reaction when you finally come undone for me,” I say, her entranced gaze locked on mine.

I move my fingers again, teasing in quick strokes, never going more than knuckle-deep. Everly puts her hand under the towel and grabs my wrist, urging me to give her the gratification she’s searching for. She squirms against me, and despite knowing full well her body is begging for release, I continue to draw out her approaching orgasm.

My breath quickens as I toy with her. The scent of her arousal mixes with the smell of the oil, and I welcome the taste of her as she brushes her tongue against mine.

We both freeze when we hear voices outside the sauna. My hand remains buried inside Everly’s pussy as we wait with bated breath. When the voices grow fainter, sounding more distant, I thrust my fingers deep inside her, angling toward her G-spot.

“Oh, god.” She breathes.

“It’s intoxicating watching you unravel, knowing there could be people within hearing distance.” She moans as I pump my fingers in and out. “Are you going to be a good wife and come on my hand?

“Fuck, yes,” she cries.

After a few firm strokes of her clit with my thumb, she detonates like a bomb. My cock becomes harder than steel as her orgasm rips through her, and tremors course through her body.

“I’ll never get tired of watching you come for me.”

Just like I did at the shoe store, I bring my fingers to my mouth, groaning as I suck them clean. Everly’s eyes widen as she watches me savor her essence.

“Delicious.” I flash her a wicked grin of satisfaction.

“Let’s go back to the apartment,” she says with a heated gaze. “What I want to do with you next can’t be hidden under a towel.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief.

“By all means, lead the way.”

I’d follow her to the ends of the earth and back again.

26

EVERLY

AUGUST GIVES A LOW WHISTLEwhen I walk into the break room and points to my four-inch suede red heels. The rest of the office is at lunch so we have the place to ourselves.

“Damn, Cash wasn’t messing around when he took you on a shopping spree. You’ve worn a different pair of heels every day since he took you to Belgravia,” he remarks.

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