Page 22 of A Billionaire Rebel

“It’s okay,” I said as I lined him up. “Take what you need from me. I want you to. Ineedyou to.”

The last word became lost in a cry as he surged forward, burying himself completely. My nails dug into the back of his neck, and my entire body stiffened. My eyes closed, back arched, and everything stopped. No breath, no pulse. The entire world hung motionless for a moment…and then he said my name.

“Jae.” He pressed his face against my throat, teeth worrying at the skin there.

“Please, Damon.”

He pulled back, almost all the way, and then pushed forward again. Each stroke was slow and deep. I’d expected something fast and frantic, a desperate need for release that could only come in a rapid building to a sudden explosion. Instead, he undid me piece by piece until there was only him and me and the way we fit together.

I clung to him, nails leaving my own marks on his body as surely as he was marking me, branding me from the inside out, until I knew I’d feel him forever. I’d be bruised and aching tomorrow, long after the pleasure faded, but as he took me over the edge again, as he groaned my name and came, I knew I’d never regret it.

Twelve

Damon

The soundof someone moving around pulled me from sleep, and the disorientation continued even after I opened my eyes. I was in a bedroom that was smaller than my bathroom at home, and it definitely wasn’t a hotel.

A lamp was on, but a faint glow through the curtains suggested that it was morning. I was in a bed I barely fit in, and if my brain was processing my situation correctly, I was naked.

Then I saw her, and it all came flooding back.

The frantic call from Kalini and the rush to the hospital.

Learning that one friend was dead and another badly injured.

The phone calls and talks with doctors.

But underneath all that horror and grief was the memory of Davin’s concern and the flowers that’d been delivered to the office. The note offering a quiet place. A trip to Starla’s Music where another kind woman gave me a warning and an address.

A warning that I was pretty sure didn’t cover me having sex with her employee.

Those memories rushed through me as well. How kind Jae had been. The feel of her in my arms. The taste of red velvet and her. The way her eyes had darkened when she’d held out her hand to me. Her confidence when we’d undressed. Silk skin under my hands and moans of pleasure when I’d touched her. How she’d taken everything I’d given and asked for nothing in return. The way she’d fallen apart around me, beneath me.

Fuck.

I was getting hard just thinking about it.

I sat up, opening my mouth to suggest that she come back to bed so I could show her just how grateful I was for last night, but the moment she turned around, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.

“Morning.” Her voice and smile were polite, but I sensed that something was off, and I didn’t think it was because she hadn’t put on a shirt yet.

I’d never realized how sexy a simple cotton bra could be.

“Morning.” Damn, I sounded rough.

“I’d offer you a shower and coffee, but I’m in a bit of a rush.”

Her hair was damp, and her clothes were the sort of business casual that she’d been wearing when we’d first met, cluing me in to the fact that she probably had to go to work. As much as I would’ve enjoyed being with her again, I didn’t want her to get in trouble with Starla, especially considering how kind both of them had been to me.

“Not a problem.” I swung my legs over the side of the bed and bent down to grab my pants. “Thank you for last night. I don’t know how I would’ve handled being alone.”

I turned toward her as I buttoned and zipped my jeans, grimacing at the clammy feel of them against my skin. She wasn’t looking at me, instead rummaging in a tiny closet for something. My gaze immediately went to her ass, and my fingers flexed, wanting to feel those firm muscles again.

“Thank you for trusting me.” She straightened, cheeks flooding with color when she turned around and realized what I’d been doing. “I’m sure someone in your position has to be careful who he…spends time with.”

A moment stretched between us, surprising me with how comfortable it felt, but then she cleared her throat and shook her head.

“I really do need you to leave before Jamie wakes up.” She frowned. “I’m sorry, that was rude.”

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