Page 51 of The Billionaire's Commitment

“I want to,” I said as I knelt in front of him. His member was big and hard in front of me and the biggest I had ever seen. I wasn’t sure if it was even going to fit in my mouth, but I was going to try.

Slowly, I sat up and ran my hands along the side of his thighs as I took his tip in my mouth. He hissed in response but didn’t do anything else. I opened my mouth and took him deeper, swirling my tongue around him as I went down on him. I moved up and down his shaft, taking as much of him as I could, and then backed out, going faster and faster as I got more comfortable with what I was doing.

Brody jerked his hips with the rhythm I was creating, it made me bolder, and I moved faster. I used his thighs as leverage to hold me up as I went deeper and faster over him. He grew even bigger in my mouth, and I wondered if he was going to come this way. I almost wanted him to. I liked the idea that I could give that to him.

“Zoey. Oh, Zoey. I have to have you. I have to take you. Come here. Please. I have to—”

He didn’t say anything more but put his hands under my arms and lifted me up. No sooner was I in his arms than I was practically slammed down on the kitchen counter. I let out a shocked cry, but I couldn’t do anything more as Brody’s mouth was on mine. He kissed me as if his life depended on it. His hands went to my hips and then to my pants; he practically tore them off as he pushed them off of me.

No sooner did I feel the air on my center than his fingers were there as he pushed two inside me. I hadn’t expected myself to be so wet, but I was, and I almost came at the feeling of what he was doing. I cried out and opened my legs wider.

“Fuck, Zoey,” Brody moaned as he grabbed one of my legs and bent it next to my shoulder. He moved himself in front of me, and before I could comprehend what he was doing, he entered me. He filled me fully in one glorious stroke, and I cried out as I came. I had no idea how I did, but one minute I was giving him a blow job, and then next, I was coming in a way I hadn’t before.

My body convulsed around him, and he pumped inside me as I went over. It was incredible, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I wanted it again, immediately. I slowly came back down, and when I became aware of my surroundings, it was to feel Brody still hard inside me and his thumb pressing and teasing my clit. I opened my eyes and looked at him to see what could only be described as a predatory look on his face. He wanted me, he wanted this, and the look only turned me on more.

“Perfect,” he said as he kissed me.

He moved over me as his thumb teased my clit, and he gave me time to come back up again. It didn’t take long, and when I could feel my juices start to flow again, Brody was right there. This time, he lifted both my legs in the air so that I was almost bent in two. It allowed him to go in deeper than I thought was possible and for a whole new set of sensations to go through me.

“Yes. Yes!” I cried out as I started to orgasm again. I could feel Brody was close, too, and when he slammed into me one more time and cried out, I went over with him. I wrapped my arms around him as we climaxed, and he dropped his head to the side of my shoulder.

Neither of us moved for a long while, and it was only when my legs started to go numb that I tried to move them and Brody got off of me. He was gentle, tender, and kind like he always was. He lifted me up and carried me over to the couch. I rolled into him and placed my hand on his chest. He put one arm around my back and held me close.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being in his arms. I had wanted to prove to myself that this was just fun, that we were just a fling and a way to keep myself busy while I was in New York, but I knew now that wasn’t the case. He had come to mean too much to me, and whatever this was, I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t know what that meant, I didn’t know how that would work, but I wanted to find out.

There was no one I trusted or cared about more than I did Brody. He had helped me to see so much of who I could be and what I wanted to become. I wanted to find out more about that with him by my side. I wanted more of that, more of this, more of him, but I had no idea how that was going to work.

His life, his world, everything that he wanted or needed was in New York City. I would never ask him to move for me, and I wasn’t sure if I could stay there. It was a great city, I was happy to have been able to experience it, but the more I was there, the more I knew it was too much for me. I missed the space, I missed the openness, and I missed having the freedom that came from living in a small town. I didn’t think I wanted to go back to Aurora, but I didn’t see myself staying in New York either.

It was what I wanted in my life, but I could tell it wasn’t for Brody. I didn’t know how to tell him I was falling for him, but I knew we would never work out. I just wanted to hold him and enjoy the moment. Tomorrow would be soon enough to figure things out.

“Zoey,” Brody said.

“Hmm?” I asked softly.

“That was amazing. Just when I thought I knew everything about you, you go and surprise me all over again. I have never met a woman like you. I never thought I would find you again, much less have you in my life. I have been so blessed to be with you, and I want to keep you there forever. Before I tell you how much I love you, how much I want a future with you, and how you are the only woman I could ever want, there is something I need to tell you.”

He moved off the couch and looked at me. He was still naked, and it was hard not to notice that, but I looked at his face and could tell he was deadly serious. I didn’t have time to comprehend what he was saying about him loving me and our future because what he said next was even more outrageous than that, and it shattered my world and everything I thought I knew about the man.

Chapter 25

Brody

“You’re rich. Like crazy rich,” Zoey said.

“I wouldn’t call it crazy rich, but I have some money.”

We were sitting in her living room. We were both dressed and sitting across from each other. I had told her briefly about the company I owned with my friends, and she had been asking questions for a few minutes now. I could tell it was a lot to take in, and she was still absorbing everything.

“You’re just part owner of a company that is on the Fortune 500 list. No, that isn’t anything big at all. What? How?” Zoey asked.

“There can be a lot of downtime between missions, and there’s only so much you can do with training and working out. Logan wasn’t one who liked to sit idle, so he started working with random stuff he found lying around and equipment the Navy wasn’t using anymore. He got me involved in it, or I should say I asked him about it and started helping him out.

“We got a decent prototype going or at least something we thought could be useful for the military. It was about that time that a guy by the name of Ethan Harrison came by to talk to a group of us. Have you heard of him?”

“Didn’t he come into some money or something?”

“Yeah, something like that. The gist of it was his father died and left him shares in his company. He decided to use his shares to do some good for the military and the men and women who served. He was there to tell us about it. I had heard about him and his company and what he was doing and thought he might be able to help us.

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