Page 62 of Billionaire Undeceived - Devon

I’d just pushed him to the point of anger, and I hated myself for that.

He’d comforted me when I’d needed him, and then I’d gone and made him mad because I’d insisted on pushing his boundaries.

Dammit!I’d never been the type of woman who had aggressively gone after sexual gratification but being that close to Devon had made me into a woman I never wanted to be.

I was needy and sexually frustrated.

But that was no damn excuse for ignoring what he wanted.

“What in the fuck just happened?” Devon asked in a graveled voice after he’d pushed the door of my bedroom open. “And why in the hell are you crying?”

“I’m mad at myself,” I told him as I sat up and crossed my arms over my chest. “You told me that you wanted to wait, and I totally ignored that request. You make me crazy. You’re ridiculously hot, and you were in bed with no shirt on. I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I’ve never been like this.”

“Like what?” he said as he raised a brow.

“A horny, pushy female who can’t keep her hands off a guy. I’m turning into someone I’ve never been before, and I hate it. I’ve never been an incredibly sexual woman. I’m not some kind of femme fatale who tries to tempt some guy into having sex. But I act like one whenever I’m with you. It has to stop. I need to start listening to my brain again, but you make it into mush.”

“There’s a few problems with that,” he said as he strolled toward the bed.

“What problems?” I asked.

He folded his arms across his stupidly broad, muscular chest. “Number one…I’m notsomeguy, I’myourguy, and you should feel free to touch me whenever you want. Number two…I happen to love the fact that you want me. Number three…we’re in a relationship, Reese, and as weird as that feels to me, I like that, too. We’re supposed to be hot for each other’s bodies. Are you under the impression that I don’t feel the same way?”

“You did say you wanted to wait. I, on the other hand, can’t seem to wait another second.”

“Because I want to get this relationship right, sweetheart. I want you to be happy, and you deserve a guy who doesn’t fuck you before he dates you. And for the record, you make me crazy, too. The only thing that’s kept me from trying desperately to get you naked is the fact that I want you to know that you’re not just a hookup or a fling to me. That’s the only thing that’s kept me sane. That and the fact that I get myself off several times a day to stop myself from giving into temptation. When you put your hands on me, even that wasn’t working. I had to get your hands off me before I completely forgot how badly I want to do everything right with you.”

“You’re doing everything right,” I told him, a little gob smacked by his explanation. “Nothingyou do with me is ever going to be wrong. I don’t need you to officially date me, Devon. We’ve been going through the getting-to-know-you stuff for weeks now. And you have nothing to prove to me. I know that you care about me. It’s obvious in everything you do for me.”

“Fuck this shit then,” he said gruffly as he snatched me out of the bed and carried me back toward his bedroom. “I’m going to show you exactly what it’s like to be needy, horny, and out of control.”

“We can wait,” I said weakly. “I can keep on masturbating thinking about you for a little while longer. I want you to be happy, too.”

“Fuck! Did you have to tell me that you’re doing that?”

“You told me first,” I said with a startled laugh.

He tossed me onto the bed, and the unbridled desire in his dark eyes made my breath catch.

God, he was beautiful when he looked like he was ready to snap.

He wasn’t hiding how much he wanted me anymore, and it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

He caught my gaze, and the need, hunger, and unbridled passion in his eyes made me feel like my heart was racing a thousand times a minute.

“I’ll be happy when my cock is buried deep inside you and I’m finally able to put myself out of my misery,” he said in a husky voice as he made short work of getting naked.

He kicked his sleep pants aside, and my eyes roamed over his muscular body lovingly, stopping at his gigantic and extremely hard cock.

“You’re huge,” I said before I could stop the words from leaving my lips.

I’d really only been with a couple of men in my life, and none of them had been built like Devon.

He shot me a cocky grin. “You look a little nervous. Where’s my girl who couldn’t wait for me to fuck her?”

“I still can’t wait,” I told him as I pulled my top over my head and tossed it on the floor. “But that’s a little intimidating.”

His expression sobered as he climbed on the bed and crawled toward me like a predator. “Condoms are in my bedside table.”

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