Page 33 of Billionaire Undeceived - Devon

There was definitely a friendship dynamic in this relationship, but that sure as hell wasn’tallthere was to our relationship.

“What happens if we slip up and do it again in the future?” I asked in a frustrated tone.

I couldn’t guarantee that it wouldn’t happen again, although I’d try to avoid it.

If Reese was anywhere near me, I wanted her.

All I could promise her was that I’d try not to let it happen again.

She let out an adorable little snort against my shoulder. “Then I guess we’ll tell each other it can’t happen again one more time.” She lifted her head to look at me. “I’d do the friends with benefits thing with you in a heartbeat if I didn’t feel like it was wrong because I can’t tell you everything. I’ve never done that before, but I’d do it with you.”

My dick twitched, and it was screaming at me to try to get her into that type of arrangement. However…

I shook my head. “You need to find the right guy for you. You deserve to find someone who can give you everything you need, not just multiple orgasms.”

It almost killed me to say that, but I knew it was true.

Her eyes widened in mock surprise. “Multiple? That’s a little bit cocky. Especially since I’m not the kind of woman who does multiple orgasms.”

It felt strangely normal to discuss sex with Reese, which was odd.

I didn’t usually talk about sex with a woman.

We just…did it.

I shrugged. “I guarantee you can be.”

Her cheeks started to flush, which was the cutest thing I’d ever seen.

I hadn’t known any women who blushed about anything sexual.

“It’s never happened,” she said in a slightly flustered voice. “Generally, it doesn’t even happen a first time.”

“That’s only because you’ve never been with the right guy,” I informed her bluntly. “A real man makes sure his woman is satisfied.”

I didn’t stop her this time when she slipped off my lap.

She fanned herself with her hand. “I think I need a little space.”

I smirked. “Getting a little warm? We’re human, Reese. Humans like good, hot, sweaty sex.”

“I’m starting to think I’ve never really had good sex,” she muttered as she plopped back into her chair. “Let’s change the subject, please.”

“You started it with the friends with benefits thing,” I protested.

“I know,” she said with a sigh. “But that was probably a mistake. I think you might be a little too hot for me to handle.”

“I think that’s exactly what you want,” I mused. “I think you’ve just never asked for what you deserve.”

What kind of idiots had she been with in the past?

None of those bastards had deserved a responsive, passionate woman like Reese, that was for sure.

“It’s hard to ask for what you want when the guy is drunk and just back from a party,” she shot back.

“You deserve a lot more than that,” I said gruffly.

“I know,” she said woefully. “That’s why I haven’t had a boyfriend in a long time. I wasn’t making good choices. I decided I was better off alone until I could find someone who really cared about me.”

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