Page 73 of If You Give a Billionaire a Bride

“It’s nothing compared to what it would feel if it were my cock instead. I’d grip your thighs, my fingers making imprints on your skin.” My breath hitches when I turn up the speed of the vibrator. “I’d thrust inside your tight pussy while playing with those delicious nipples.”

I pump the vibrator faster in frantic strokes.

“Fuck, Cash, what are you doing to me?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” He groans. “Put more pressure on your clit, Ev. Get yourself there.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. My eyes remain locked on him as I push the fluttering ears of the device onto my clit like he ordered, crying out as I fall off the edge.

As I come down from my release, I’m disappointed to find that it left me unsatisfied and longing for more. One glance at Cash’s abs, glistening with sweat, and the pressure inside builds again.

“Want to test a theory with me?” he asks, remaining rooted to his spot by the doorway.

“Which is?” I whisper.

“That the real deal is much better than those toys of yours.”

It’s like he read my mind.

“Yes, let’s test your theory,” I say, frowning when he doesn’t come closer. “Stafford, I want you.”

“Fuck, Ev.” He stalks into the room, his eyes never leaving mine. He’s still palming his cock through his sweats, and his hair has fallen over his scar, making him look deliciously irresistible. “If I get on that bed, there’s no going back. You’d be my wife in both wordanddeed, and that’s not something I take lightly. Do you understand?”

I pause for a moment. He’s not asking me to be his forever… just hisrightnow. We’ve already crossed so many other boundaries. What's one more? Especially when it means mind-blowing sex from a man who I can’t stop obsessing about.

Determined to make the most of the situation, I toss the vibrator on the nightstand and crook my finger in Cash’s direction, inviting him to join me on the bed.

“Let me hear you say the words, wifey,” he murmurs, his eyes burning with longing.

“I understand… hubby.”

Tonight holds the promise of being unforgettable, and I’m eagerly anticipating what’s to come.

20

CASH

AFTER EVERLY RUSHED OUT OFthe closet this morning, I was concerned I had scared her off for good. My fears amplified when she didn’t come home at her usual time tonight. To calm my nerves, I spent hours at the gym burning off my pent-up energy.

What I didn’t expect to hear when I stepped into the apartment were moans coming from down the hall. I froze in place when I found Everly in our bedroom, lying on the bed, wearing nothing but a black lace bra. My name passing her lips while one hand gripped the sheets and the other pushed a vibrator into her pussy.

Everly sits up in the bed. My cock twitches in my pants as she slowly unfastens her bra, enticing me to draw closer. I’m riveted as her supple breasts spill out, begging to be touched. Shepushes her hair behind her shoulder, giving me an unfiltered view of her naked body.

“Fuck, you’re a goddamn vision,” I murmur.

I’m captivated by her hourglass figure and sinful curves. Her body is a work of art, and I have the privilege to experience it firsthand. I’m damned lucky she’s all mine.

For now.

Our future may be uncertain, but I plan to savor every precious moment I have with Everly… my Everly.

Her eyes track my every move as I stride toward the bed, pausing to tug off my sweats and boxers.

She’s still as I crawl onto the bed beside her.

“This is your last warning. Are you absolutely sure you want this?” I ask, grazing my knuckles against her cheek.

I would be disappointed if she backed out now, but I will never push her into doing something she’s not ready for.

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