Page 5 of Her Billionaire Boss
(Charlotte)
Finally, I got to kiss him.
He had been right, we had needed to talk, to clear the air before we jumped into bed together.And the spanking grounded me; somehow, it was easier to obey him when we were playing out our roles.
Maybe Charlotte could run from Matt, but the princess would never run from her dragon again.
So, I kissed him, and it already felt like I’d never left.
But at the same time, it felt like I’d been away for a lifetime.Somehow, in twenty-four hours, I forgot the taste of his mouth.The heat of his body.All of those things came back to me in a rush when he pulled me to straddle his lap, but it alarmed me that I’d forgotten at all.
Maybe I’d done it on purpose.Maybe I’d… let him go.
When I’d left yesterday, it had been final.I hadn’t been honest with myself, or him, about that.He was right.I had run from him, with every intention of it being an end.It would have been a slow death, of late-night phone sex and occasional cross-country visits, but I would have been forcing every bit of playful banter, every smile.I would have been forcing myself to tell him that I loved him, because I would have known, even if I never had admitted it, that pain would be on the way.
And that’s why I’d run, in the first place.I was so afraid to let myself love him, out of fear of future pain.
I lifted my mouth from his.“I have to tell you something.”
He waited for me to continue.
“I love you.But I don’t think I was letting myself love you all the way.I was guarding myself because I was afraid.”
“I know,” he said softly.
“But I’m ready now.I’m ready to be in love with you and not be afraid of what’s going to happen in the future.”I caught a strange combination of a laugh and a sob at the back of my throat.“I’m ready to believe that whatever my future is, it includes you.”
“It does.”He put a hand behind my head and drew me down to catch my lips again, and I melted against him like I could seep into his skin somehow.Like we could fuse our cells and guarantee that nothing would ever separate us.
But I was the only danger to us where separation was concerned.I was the one who’d called it off, but didn’t have the guts to call it off.
There was no amount of spanking or groveling that could make up for the pain and worry I’d caused him.It was time to grow the fuck up, take responsibility for my emotions, and not run from them the second things got hard.
I rose up taller on my knees, and Matt’s mouth moved down my throat.He held me with his hands at the small of my back, steadying me so he could find access to every available inch of my skin.He made a trail of sucking kisses that would definitely leave hickeys.I giggled at the ticklish intensity, squeezed my thighs together as much as I could with him between them.Was he was leaving those marks on purpose, so that there would be some physical stamp of ownership there?Despite his sensibilities toward sex, there was a thread of possessiveness that ran through Matt.I wasn’t sure he even knew it was there, but I saw it.And I loved it.
The princesswantedto be owned by her dragon.
I knew his handprints were emblazoned on my ass.I knew the hickeys on my throat would be visible probably for days.And I liked it.
“Bite me,” I whispered.
He lifted his head.“What?”
“Bite me.”I gestured to the spot between my neck and shoulder.
He put his teeth on me and gently increased pressure.
“No.Harder.”I jerked his head down.“Leave a mark.”
There was a split second of hesitation, but he did it.He sank his teeth hard into my flesh, and I gasped at the sharp pinch.I squirmed and tried to pull away instinctively before remembering that I’d wanted this.I’d asked for it.
I pushed into the pain, felt a pop, and Matt jerked back, swearing.
“Shit.You’re bleeding.”He wiped the faintest trace of red from his bottom lip.“I’m sorry, I—”
“No, it’s what I wanted.”I reached up and touched the spot, already swollen and aching, like another part of me was swollen and aching.“I liked it.”
I pushed him back on the bed and ground my vulva against the hard ridge of his cock, running my hands up under his t-shirt.He laughed.“Oh, are we tearing each other’s clothes off?Is that what’s happening?”
