Page 38 of The Billionaire's Kiss
And yet, it cannot last.
Closing my eyes, I didn’t want any more tears to fall. I didn’t want to sully this magical moment by crying over what could never be.Just enjoy what we have now and don’t think about the future.
Focusing on the pleasure, I let all other thoughts leave my head. Warner moved us once again, this time, so we were lying on our sides. Still connected, we faced each other. He took control of the pace and I threw one leg over his thigh.
Running his hand through my hair, his eyes shone brightly before he leaned in and kissed me. It felt like I was in the middle of a fairy tale. The prince had rescued me, and now he was turning me into his princess.
There hadn’t been enough time for love to grow but damned if it didn’t feel like love to me. A love so deep and strong that it felt it had always been there. True or not, it felt real to me.
The kiss grew in passion, and Warner’s desire grew as well. He turned me onto my back, then made a low groan as he moved faster, thrusting harder. “I need you.”
Putting my hands on his shoulders, I held onto him, so his hard thrusts didn’t push me up the bed and away from him. “You’ve got me.”
Faster and harder he moved, until I couldn’t take it anymore. The friction had taken me to another level that proved to be the breaking point for me. An orgasm came crashing through my body, ripping away anything that wasn’t pure, unadulterated pleasure.
My orgasm sent him into one as well, and he growled like a tiger as he came inside of me. My head felt light, my body pulsed, and my heart felt as if it was about to pound right out of my chest.
Our heavy breathing filled the room. He eased his body down on top of me. His heart pounded against mine. Our skin was slick with perspiration—I’d never felt happier in my entire life.
The world began to bleed back in as the euphoria receded. “Was that real or my imagination?” I asked.
He chuckled, making his body vibrate. “That was extremely real, baby.” Pulling his head up, he kissed my lips lightly. “I think you and I both know how we’ll be spending the remainder of your trip.”
As I ran my hands over his back, desperately trying to memorize how he felt, I knew we’d end up spending more time like this than in any other way. And I also knew that doing so would only build our connection. But I didn’t care that it would have to end. We had to have this. We had to know that love like this did exist. Even if we couldn’t have it together, we would know that we could have it.
“Thank you, Warner.”
He looked at me with raised brows. “For what, exactly?”
“For showing me that I can feel much deeper than I knew I could.”
He smiled crookedly. “Yeah, you’ve done that for me too. I’ve never let myself go like that before. And man did it make a difference.”
“Me too.” I’d been holding back and hadn’t realized it.
But I wasn’t sure I would be able to give my all to another man. And that was because Warner was making a place for himself in my heart.
Moving off me, he lay on his side. He pulled me back to him, spooning with me. With his arm wrapped around my waist, he kissed the side of my neck. “We should get a little sleep before we do that again.”
He’s a cuddler! Yes!
I placed my hand on the one he rested on my stomach. “Night, sweet prince.”
“For you, I’ll be a prince, my Irish princess.” It took no time for his breathing to fall into a steady rhythm, letting me know he was fast asleep.
My eyes had remained open, thinking about life as he held me the way I’d always wanted a man to hold me. Life without him in it. Life without ever knowing if I would see him again.
I didn’t know if I wanted a life like that. But it wasn’t entirely up to me.
I couldn’t leave my family, and I knew he felt the same way about his family and their business. Nothing had ever been more hopeless than our connection. We may as well have been from two separate planets.
Perhaps we were destined to be stars that collided, then burst into flaming fragments, destroying one another.Lord, I hope that’s not true.
