Page 64 of A Billionaire Gentleman

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I’d been stretchedout next to Deklin for nearly an hour before I gave up all hope of falling asleep. We’d laid down on the bed in the back of the plane shortly after take-off, but my mind refused to let my exhausted body rest. I couldn’t turn my brain off. All I kept thinking about were all the ways things could still go insanely wrong.

Deklin’s arm around me shifted, his hand sliding up my arm and then down the curve of my body to my hip. He pressed a soft kiss just behind my ear, and I wondered how long he’d been awake.

“Can’t stop thinking, can you?”

I sighed. “No, but you don’t have to stay awake with me. We’ve both been up too long.”

“I could try to sleep,” he said as his fingers crept under the hem of my shirt. “Or I could help you relax.”

I smiled as he cupped my breast through my bra, squeezing it lightly before returning to my stomach. He didn’t stop there, though. My breathing stuttered when his fingertips teased the skin between my bellybutton and the waistband of my pants. He hesitated, and I nodded, pushing back against him to feel his cock half-hard already.

“Sofi,” he breathed my name on the back of my neck, his hand moving under my pants and underwear at the same time.

I moaned softly as his fingers traced along my lips before slipping between them. First, a single digit brushing across the top of my clit and then a second joining in before both began to make circles over the swelling bundle of nerves. I squirmed at the tingles of pleasure dancing across my skin, biting my lips to stay quiet. I doubted the pair in the cockpit would be able to hear me, but I was all too aware of how ambiguous our privacy actually was.

“Stop thinking so much.” Deklin bit down on my earlobe hard enough to make me gasp. “I don’t want you thinking about anything but how good I’m making you feel.”

I nodded, even though it wasn’t a question. I closed my eyes and tried to will myself to focus only on the sensations his touch brought, but distractions still hovered at the edges of my thoughts. Unexpected pain cut through it all as he sunk his teeth into the place where my shoulder met my neck. Sharp, it twisted everything into ecstasy, and my mind went blissfully blank.

Snapshots of sensation followed, each clear and abstract at the same time.

One leg free of my pants lifted, bent backward over his knee.

Hot and hard flesh rubbed against my ass and then found my slick and waiting pussy.

Joined together in an abrupt thrust that sent me rocketing back up, not quite climaxing, but close.

Fingers changing to quick, brisk strokes in time with short thrusts.

Mouth at my ear, whispering all the ways I made him feel good.

Coming a second time just after he did.

Then, floating, drifting, with my mind gray and empty. Exhaustion finally claimed me, and I let it, knowing I was safe in his arms.

Thirty-Eight

Deklin

Fallingasleep after sex and not having anything more than a tiny airplane bathroom for clean-up wasn’t exactly conducive to a pleasant arrival, but the solid seven hours of sleep it had given both Sofi and me would’ve been worth it alone.

Not that sex with Sofi was ever not worth the effort. Fortunately, this was Vegas, and people looking freshly fucked as they got off a plane wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary. Our cabbie hadn’t even blinked.

As nice as it was to be at Sofi’s place rather than a hotel, we didn’t linger any longer than it took to take showers and change our clothes. If everything went well, we’d be back here with Dallas in time to put him to bed. Whatever logistics we needed to work out for the future could be discussed then. Our first priority was to clear Sofi’s name and destroy Mead.

“Royd is going to meet you at the police station,” I explained as I sent a text to Grandad, keeping him up to date with what was going on here. “He’s already reached out to contacts he has to make sure everything’s in place to get this taken care of today.”

“You’re not coming with me.”

The flat statement made me immediately cross the room and take her in my arms. “I’m going to go keep an eye on your ex and make sure he doesn’t get a head’s up and skip town.”

Her eyes widened slightly. “I hadn’t thought of that. I’m so used to him never getting into trouble that I didn’t even consider that he might run if he knows he won’t be able to lie and charm his way out of it.”

“I tend to think he’s arrogant enough that he won’t figure out he’s screwed until he gets sentenced, but I’d rather be there just in case.”

She nodded. “That makes sense.”

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