Page 55 of The Billionaire Bodyguard Next Door

Luna pulled her shoulders back, her lips twitched. “What's the fun in that?”

I nipped at those wicked lips, relishing in the sharp inhale of her breath. “Don't test me, Luna. It's been way too long since I've been inside you.”

Luna lifted herself onto the counter, nearly knocking me in the chin in the process. We were nearly the same height, although she still had to tilt her head up to get a good look at me.

Her legs widened, and I stepped in between them. “Don't tease me, woman. I don't have the patience for it. Not tonight. Not with you.”

Somewhere in the house Faith told Alice they'd go out the front door.

Smart woman.

I held my breath, staring at Luna and feeling the heat of her core near my stomach as the security system beeped, letting me know we were now officially alone.

My patience snapped like a ripcord. My hands dove into her hair, tilting her face up so our lips could collide.

She responded immediately, her legs wrapping around my waist, squeezing me tight as her hips rocked closer. Our teeth thrashed together, both of us eager to be closer before I slowed it down, my tongue dragging across her bottom lip before meeting hers. The small mewl she emitted from the back of her throat had me instantly hard.

My cock pulsed with need, as I slowly began to kiss a trail down the slender column of her neck. My fingers found the barely there strap that kept her top in place, and I slid it off her shoulder with a mere flick of the wrist.

The exposed shoulder did little to quell my thirst for her. It felt like that first night all over again. Like I’d never have my fill of her.

My palm unthreaded from her hair to palm her full breast, her nipple pebbling beneath my touch. The silky grazes across the fabric were nothing compared to the feeling of shedding her from the top altogether. The hiss that left her mouth when I exposed her and put my mouth on the perfectly pink nip was heaven.

How many times had I imagined doing this again? Gently, I dragged my teeth across the bud and Luna's fingers dug into my shoulders.

“We can't forget about this one,” I said, releasing her and dragging my attention to her other perfect breast.

Luna tossed her head back as she held me to her chest, the possessiveness in her grip damn near making me explode in my pants like a horny teenager. I hadn't even gotten a chance to venture below the belt and she already had me bucking against her, seeking as much friction as I could through the thick denim that separated us.

“More, Beck. I need more.” The plea dripped from her lips.

She wasbeggingfor it.

And I had to stop.

I halted my ministrations, gently bringing her shirt up to cover her.

She whined. “What are you doing? Why are you stopping?”

“Hold on.” I carried her down the hall toward the guest room she'd claimed earlier. The woman continued to gyrate against me and her mouth found that spot behind my ear that drove me wild. “Behave, Marks.”

“What happens if I don't want to behave?” she whispered, voice heady.

“Then this is going to be quite embarrassing for me.”

Her arms straightened so she could get a better look at me. “I didn't take you for a premature ejaculator.”

“Jesus—”

“I don't think he's going to help with this,” she quipped before grinding against me like we were at a middle-school dance.

“Woman—” I hissed, kicking open the door and dropping her on the bed. She sat up on her forearms, licking her lips. Pure possession in her glance. Her heavy, lust-filled eyelids narrowing as her gaze trailed down my body.

I wanted to stop. I should've stopped. It had only been a couple of hours since my world had been tipped on its axis.

And yet…

I didn't want it to stop. Not when I'd gone this long without her. It had been years between our first encounter and the next. When I saw her again my immediate reaction was defense mode leaving us bickering like a couple who had spent decades together.

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