Page 32 of The Billionaire's Engagement

“Mila, I’m so sorry. I should have stood up for what we had with each other—for us. I love you so much,” he said, pouring his feelings into his words.

I looked into his eyes, his eyes filled with so many emotions and adoration.

“I’m sorry for everything. You mean the world to me,” he said, gently squeezing my hand. “I told your father earlier that I’m in love with you…just take me back…please, Mila,” he pleaded. “I need you like I need air to breathe.”

Tears welled in my eyes, my heart felt so full, overflowing. Hearing Hudson confess his feelings for me was a dream come true. I could see it in his eyes that he was telling me the truth—that he really did love me. A tear escaped the corner of my eye. He cupped my face with one hand, wiping the tears away with the pad of his thumb.

“You told me you’d give me anything I wanted if I went to the wedding with you, do you remember?” I asked softly.

He nodded. “Yes, I remember.”

“I know what I want.”

“What is it? What do you want?” he asked.

“Your heart. I love you, Hudson,” I confessed.

He sweeps me over the center console, having me straddle his lap.

“It’s yours, darling,” he said lowly, then crushed his lips on mine, snaking his arms around my waist.

I circled my arms around his neck, pulling him toward me until our bodies pressed together, the space we had between us becoming non-existent. I parted my lips, our tongues not wasting time, sliding into each other’s mouths, twisting and fighting for dominance.

He followed the curves of my waist with his hands, settling on my ass. I felt his hard-on growing underneath me, pressing against my clothed pussy. My hands ran up the back of his head through his silky, salt-and-pepper hair. A low growl rumbled in his chest, then he pulled away slowly.

A smile appeared across both of our faces as we gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Let’s go inside, angel. I’m going to show you how much I love you,” he said, placing a slow, sensual kiss on my lips.

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HUDSON

Ilocked the front door, then scooped Mila up, my arms under her knees and back. I carried her upstairs, her arms wound around my neck, her lips peppering kisses down the curve of it. I got a whiff of her sweet, floral scent. It was the most addictive, intoxicating scent that I would never get tired of. I wanted to be wrapped around her scent every minute of every day for the rest of my life. As long as she’s with me, that’s all that mattered.

I messed up by not fighting for what we have. I’ll never make that mistake again. She’s my world and Nelson knows that he’ll have to accept our relationship if he wants to keep Mila and I in his life.

We entered my bedroom, I kicked the door shut, then gently placed her on my bed. She propped herself up with her elbows, gazing at me with lust-filled eyes. I crawled onto the bed, hovering over her. Our lips locked in a slow, tender kiss. It was one filled with our emotions and love for one another. My tongue swept along the seam of her lips, encouraging her to open them up. She parted her lips and our tongues moved around one another in a slow dance.

Desire rushed through my body. My cock stirred under my pants, growing hard. I released the kiss, pulling away, looking down at her with adoration. She’s absolutely gorgeous…andmine.

I kicked off my shoes and took off my sweet girl’s heels, tossing it on the floor next to mine. She reached out, unbuttoning my dress shirt and pushing it off my shoulders before undoing my belt and fly. I stood up, pushing my pants and boxer briefs down and off my legs, my erection springing free. Her eyes lowered to my hard cock, biting her bottom lip as I wrapped my hand around my hard length and slowly stroked it.

I took her hands, assisting her to stand up. Reaching behind her, I unzipped her dress, letting it fall down her body until in pooled around her ankles. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and was only left wearing a black, lace thong. Her bare breasts were perky, nipples hardening from the cool air in the room.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, angel,” I told her, my gaze taking in her curves and beauty.

Her cheeks blushed, looking so fucking adorable. “Thanks baby…and you’re so fucking sexy.”

I cupped her cheeks, my eyes lowered to her lips, then our lips crashed in a tongue-tangling kiss before I pressed kisses across her jaw and down her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving me more access to her neck.

Mila lowered to her knees, looking up at me through her lashes, looking goddamn sexy. She took hold of my cock, stroking it with both of her hands, a smirk across her beautiful face. I hissed with her touch. She leaned forward, lapping up the pre-cum leaking from my tip, then her tongue swirled around the crown before she licked up and down my length. I ran my hand through her dark, silky locks, watching her.

She wrapped her lips around the tip then lowered, taking in as much of my cock as she could until it touched the back of her throat. I groaned, then she pulled back. I watched her head bob at a slow, steady rhythm, her hands around the base of my cock stroking in tandem with her mouth.

“Fuuck,” I moaned.

She moved faster, my cock throbbing, swelling inside her hot mouth. The pleasure I had swirling inside my core was growing and quickly reaching its peak. As much as I wanted to fuck her face, I let her take the lead.

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