Page 227 of The Billion Heirs Boxed Set
Guilt.
It’s eating at me as I lie in Chance’s arms. I want so badly to trust him. To allow myself to love him and let him back into my life. I’m in bed with him. That’s huge, but not enough.
I can’t get consumed by the chemistry between us. We’ve always had that. From the start, Chance and I made sparks when we were in the same room together. Even now, years and years later, it’s amazing. Like nothing I ever shared with another man. I didn’t know what it was. Chance is attractive, but it’s not only that. He’s charismatic. Rough. Gruff, too. Intense. Potent. He’s also gentle. Demanding. Possessive.
He’s an incredible lover. All those adjectives focused on me when clothed is one thing. But naked? When his weight is pressing me into a bed? Devastating. I’m in trouble here, because I know what it feels like with my heart on the line. I lost him once. I’m not sure if I can handle it again.
We have a lot to talk about. To work through. First, I have to solve this case. Then I’ll figure out what to do, whether I can trust Chance enough to allow him into Grady’s and my life.
I’m expecting the DNA results from forensics today, and if Mom came through, I should have a package waiting containing one of Grady’s hairs.
All of that means I can’t lie here basking in the afterglow. I have to get up and get to work.
Chance didn’t let me sleep on a different side of the bed from him. No, I’m wrapped in his hold as if he’s afraid I’ll disappear. I ease out of Chance’s arms and leave the bed, the warmth of his embrace.
“Kitten?” His voice is a soft rasp.
“Work,” I say. “A lot on my plate today.”
“Do you get time off for lunch?” He rolls onto his back.
I look down at him. God, why is he so sexy? His auburn hair is a mess…and his chest? Amazing. He looks like he belongs in a sexy man calendar with the sheet riding low on his hips.
I look away. If I keep staring at him, I’ll end up with his dick back inside me. I’m sore in a delicious way, not used to having sex, but also not used to a dick like Chance’s. Not a bad thing, but…
God, it’s so complicated.
“You going to answer?”
“Sorry. Lunch? Not today. Too busy. I’ll eat with Jarvis at my desk.”
“Dinner then.”
“I don’t think—”
He pushes himself out of bed and comes up behind me. The warmth of his body permeates mine, and his cock is hard against my back. He nibbles on my earlobe and his hand reaches around and cups my breast. “Not taking no for an answer, kitten. I’ll give you lunch. But dinner? You’re mine.”
I sigh. I don’t have the strength to argue with him, even though I know I should. Except being with him is what my heart wants. What I need. “Dinner. Fine. But for now, I have to get ready for work.”
I step away, and—
In a flash he’s turned me around, pushed me against the wall, lifted me, and set me on his hard cock. Just like that. I moan at the thick feel of him deep inside me. The slight burn at his entry. But I hook my heels into his ass and hang on because I need what he’s giving.
“God, you’re so fucking wet,” he growls.
I am. “Don’t have time…”
But I’m lost already. Lost in a sea of passion and desire, as he fills me, completes me. I let my eyes flutter closed as he rocks his hips up.
“Look at me, kitten,” he commands. “Don’t let your eyes stray from mine. Watch my eyes as I fuck you.”
I open them instantly, obeying. I don’t obey anyone, but this doesn’t frighten me. He’s the only one who can control me. It was through my heart that I submitted to him. He always took care of me. Satisfied me. By giving in, I loved him. Now? It’s as if nothing changed, as if time had stood still. I want to look at Chance. I want to look into his gorgeous blue depths, and I want to see…
Love.
True love.
True love that was never lost.
