Page 31 of Billionaire in Disguise

“They say practice makes perfect.”

Then, theypracticed.

He was strength, heat, desire and pure passion. He immediately took control of the kiss, wrapping his arms around her as he brought her close for his administrations. His lips were firm and pliant, as he caressed, tasted and tested. She opened her mouth to give him better access, pressing closer, still it wasn’t close enough.

Suddenly, the urge to do more – much more – surged. She pushed forward, splaying her hands on his chest. The muscles jumped under her, as she pressed flush against him. Her breasts brushed against his chest, as heaviness permeated her body, streaking desire in sensitive spots. She was raw need, pure unadulterated sensation.

“You’re so beautiful,” He trailed kisses down her neck. “Breathtaking.”

“Would you like to see more?”

He stilled. Had she mistaken his intentions? The passion burning in his eyes said no. “I can’t tell you how much I want this, but I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“You’re not taking advantage of me.” She smoothed his flat stomach. Heat burned through the thin shirt. “I want this.”

He stared for a moment more. “I want this, too, but it can’t be about the ruse.” He held her gaze. “This is no longer pretend.”

No, it wasn’t.Something altogether wonderful leapt within her. “I didn’t know if you felt it, too,” she whispered.

“To an extent words cannot describe.”

He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers. The future was unwritten and unspoken, yet by her feelings, and the hint in his eyes, just perhaps they could forge something amazing. They moved unhurriedly now, as they explored each other. She closed her eyes as he grasped the hem of her dress and lifted it over her head. Always one to be fair, she unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing the abs that had been flashing in her mind ever since their swim. It was like unwrapping all your birthday presents at once, as he shrugged off the shirt. She pressed into him with lace-covered breasts, yet it still wasn’t enough.

He understood every question she couldn’t ask. He reached behind her, and suddenly the binding around her breasts loosened. They were heavy and achy as he lifted the bra away, exposing her to his perusal. Then heworshippedthem. Her breaths came in a series of gasps as he traced, cupped, weighed and molded. She clutched his hair as he kissed each straining peak. “Closer,” she gasped.

Sapphire eyes sparkled. “As you wish.”

He took but a moment to divest himself of the rest of his clothing. Her breath caught at his sheer magnificence. “You were hiding,” she accused.

His smoldering gaze pinned her, then he traced his finger along the seam of her most feminine place. “Now let’s see what you’re hiding.” He slipped a finger into the scrap of lace, slowly bringing it down. He stood back andstudiedher. “You are…” His voice trailed off, but dilated eyes revealed all. “Stunning.”

The heat turned into an inferno.

He was predator, she was prey and hedevouredher. He explored with his lips, with his hands, everything and everywhere open to his administrations. She gasped as he captured her in his arms. “What are you doing?” she breathed, as he lifted her naked body. Bare skin to bare skin, hard to soft, claiming to yielding.

“Taking you to bed,” he rumbled, as he strode through the cottage to the master bed. He swept aside the silky bedspread, splaying her on the buttery sheets. She’d never been so exposed, so open. “Beautiful.”

Her response was lost in the kiss.

Suddenly he was everywhere, surrounding her, enveloping her,possessingher. Thoughts scattered as he explored, deepening the kisses, setting her entire body afire as he caressed, petted and fondled. She pulled him closer, telling him without words she was ready, yet he forced her to wait in blissful agony, bringing her to the edge for an eternity and more. Finally, when she thought she could take no more, they became one.

She moaned as he filled her to utter perfection. He was so much larger than she, yet they fit together perfectly, as if forged for each other. The crescendo grew higher, higher, higher, as he brought her to heights of which she never dreamed. Just when she could take no more…

She shattered.

* * *

Early morning lightstreamed through wide windows, their radiant beams lighting the cottage in amber brilliance. Dominick opened his eyes, stretching on the luxurious bed. He’d never been so content, so satisfied, and not because of the plush mattress, the pleasant morning coolness or the sweet sounds of the birds chirping outside, but because of the beautiful woman curled beside him.

Making love to her had been like nothing before. She was beauty defined, enchanting, passionate, responsive. Yet it was not the physical connection that made their joining so spectacular. It was something far deeper, something elemental, instinctual.

It was as if his heart recognized hers.

“Hi.”

He softened at the light voice, as she blinked up at him, unfocused eyes straddling the border between reality and dreams.

“Hi you,” he murmured. “Did you have a good night’s sleep?”

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