Page 103 of The Reluctant Billionaire

It was one of the best evenings of my life, and it had nothing to do with the glamour of the scene and everything to do with letting rip with my gorgeous, sexy boyfriend.

Oh, and it turns out the man canmove.

Not that that’s a huge surprise given his mastery of rhythm when he’s horizontal.

Tired I may be, but the vision of Aide, those massive arms crossed behind his head, looking tanned and hairy and fucking gorgeous against the crisp white Provençal linen is a far more compelling siren’s call than sleep. I undo my robe, letting it drop to the floor, and crawl naked across the expanse of bed towards him. I’m not sure a man has ever looked more appreciatively at a woman’s body than he’s looking at mine right now.

I crouch over him, loving how his face tilts up to meet mine, and drop a kiss on his lips.

Mmm.

I go to settle on top of him so I can kiss him more deeply, melt into him, but he halts me with a firm grip on each of my upper arms.

‘Not yet.’ He glances from my face to my boobs, which are hanging right there in front of him, and back to my face with difficulty.

‘Why?’

‘Verbal apology first,’ he says, gently manoeuvring us both onto our sides, ‘andthencomes the physical apology.’

Oh.

God he’s sweet. It’s probably pathetic, but all my anger and frustration has melted away because he’s here with me, and that’s all that matters.

‘Just the physical apology is fine,’ I say hastily, and he laughs, rolling us further so I’m on my back and he’s ranging over me.

’Nope. That’s not how it works. Though the physical apology will be very thorough.’

I open my legs so he can settle between them. He braces himself on his forearms and I gaze up at him like a lovesick moron. ‘If you’re planning on saying anything, don’t bother, because I won’t be listening to a word you say. Not when your dick’srightthere.’

At least one part of him is anxious to be inside of me.

He grins, but it’s pained. ‘Fuck.’

‘Maybe go into caveman mode?’ I suggest. ‘You’re very good at single syllables and two-word sentences when you’re horny.’

His smile softens. ‘Okay.’ He dips his head and rubs his nose with mine before pulling back so he can look me in the eye. ‘How about this? I’m sorry.’

I nod approvingly. ‘Perfect.’

‘And…’ Those incredible pale blue eyes are so intense. ‘I love you.’

The swell of emotion hits me like a rubber mallet over the head. For once in my life, I’m utterly speechless.

I stare at him. ‘I—’

‘Wait,’ he says. I’ve seen this man smile with pleasure and mirth and affection and all the rest, but he’sneversmiled at me like this. Like he’s holding nothing back. Allowing every last one of his emotions to flood through him. To show in that smile of his, to shine in those eyes. And it’s like nothing else. It’s spellbinding.

He’sspellbinding.

Andhe loves me.

Before he turned up and surprised me, I’d resigned myself to the fact that Aide didn’t choose me this weekend. Not only has he chosen me, but he loves me.

‘Don’t say anything until I’ve finished telling you how I feel,’ he continues. He’s still braced above me, his forearms framing my face. He smooths my hair off my temple with the gentlest of touches. ‘Because I’m so in love with you, and I know it’s no excuse, but I think maybe my little stunt the other day was about holding myself back. I freaked out.’

‘Why?’ I ask through my tears. I stroke my hands down the sides of his firm body.

He coughs out an embarrassed little laugh. ‘It’s going to sound ridiculous.’

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