Page 19 of Big Bossy Billionaire

I raked my fingers over his back and bucked against him, matching each thrust with one of my own as his pace became more hungry, more frantic. His breathing quickened, and the smell of his sweat filled my nostrils as he leaned back and placed one arm on either side of me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and brought my head to a rest against his chest. When I cried out his name, my entire body writhing and spasming, Killian’s own release came, and I felt the warmth pool between my legs.

He emptied himself into me and muttered something underneath his breath.

A moment later, the elevator shuddered to life, and in a panic, I quickly unlocked my legs from around his waist. He set me back down on the ground, and he pulled my panties back up, pressing hot kisses into each of my hip bones, before pulling my dress back down over my hips. In a daze, I adjusted my hair, and tried to steady my breath. In the glass reflection of the mirror, I saw the flush in my cheeks, and a strange glimmer in my eyes.

I didn’t say a word as we got off the elevator and I went to my room.

As soon as my door clicked shut, I leaned against it and released a deep, shaky breath.

I couldn’t believe I had sex for the first time in an elevator.

And with Killian Holt, no less. And it was amazing. I was right, he definitely knew what he was doing. I didn't know someone could make you feel that good.

I wanted more.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

7

KILLIAN

“No,we should move it further inland,” I paused and lifted a hand up to my face. I squinted into the sun-soaked distance and tried to imagine what the resort would look like. The early afternoon sun was high in the sky, set against a backdrop of clear blue skies. In the distance, crystal clear waters glistened and shone.

It was a hell of a view.

However, it didn’t change the fact that there were a hundred other resorts scattered all over the beach on either side of our plot of land. Wanting to make the resort stand out and actually having people acknowledge that were two completely different things. Luckily, the entire team was already surveying the construction site and going over the details.

And I knew that we had chosen the best team for the job, including Meghan.

Especially Meghan.

But I knew that after our little rendezvous in the elevator, things were going to get complicated. It was one thing for me to push her buttons and watch her get worked up as she tried to go toe to toe with me. It was another entirely for me to pretend like nothing had happened between us while keeping up appearances.

Even if it was the best course of action for all parties involved.

Provided Serena didn’t kill me first.

In their hard hats and orange vests, the construction crew walked past me in either direction. Conversation rose and fell around me, and a sense of excitement lingering in the air. I studied the area around me again, making mental notes as I did.

This was going to be one of our biggest projects, and I already knew there was a lot riding on it. While I did acknowledge how important this was, and how much money I was going to be making as a result, I couldn’t seem to shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in the pit of my stomach that had been there since last night.

Ever since Meghan walked away without a backwards glance and slammed the door to her room shut. I hadn’t been able to get her out of my head.

Nor did I want to.

Although I hadn’t been sure what to expect after what happened in the elevator, I hadn’t expected Meghan to be able to brush it off so easily. A part of me was relieved that she hadn’t made a big deal out of it, but the other part of me was still surprised. She did not strike me as the kind of woman who was able to do anything casually.

Least of all sex.

In the morning, when I showered, I could still feel her fingers all over me, burning every inch of skin, and her floral scent still lingered. It was still there when I changed into my clothes and went down to breakfast. Now, after hours at the construction site, it still wouldn’t leave me alone.

And it was irritating me to no end.

It was Meghan for Christ’s sake.

Not only was she my employee, and a damn good one at that, but she was also Serena’s best friend. Although I didn’t regret what happened between us, considering all of the pent-up sexual frustration that had been dancing below the surface for years, I also wasn’t stupid enough to think I could brush it under the rug and pretend it never happened.

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