Page 24 of Christmas with the Denton Billionaires

JOSH

They ran, holding hands, into the Cedar Grove Hotel and headed for the elevators. Josh pushed the up button several times, even though it wouldn’t help. Once the doors opened, they tumbled inside, tucking themselves into the corner least visible from the outside. Kisses erupted, but this time they were deeper. More passionate.

Josh didn’t even notice when the elevator doors opened behind him. It took another guest at the hotel clearing their throat before he could tear himself away from Amelia.

“Excuse us,” he said, tugging at Amelia’s hand to get off the elevator. She rolled her lips inward, and a laugh burst out of her once they’d walked far enough away.

“Guess we were pretty distracted, huh?” It took three tries for him to swipe the keycard, but once the door swung open, the two of them stumbled in. Josh cupped her face in his hands, finally kissing her like he wanted now that they were in the privacy of their own suite. Long, intentional kisses. Far deeper than prying eyes would allow. Kisses so deep that they stole the breath from him. Made his vision go spotty.

When they finally broke apart, Amelia took a big gulp of air. Her lips were puffy. Kiss bitten. It just made him hungry for more.

“We had sex all night last night and this morning,” she breathed, her eyes wild, “but I still feel like I haven’t gotten enough.”

He grunted, guiding her backward into the bedroom. When she stumbled, he swept her up into his arms. She giggled, kicking her legs while she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Let’s never leave this room,” he suggested after he’d tossed her on the bed and covered her body with his own.

“I’m game. You can do your job from Cedar Grove, right?”

“Absolutely.” He dragged his lips over hers, then tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth.

“And I can probably work in my new position from this suite.” She pushed her tongue into his mouth. He grunted again, settling between her thighs. Desperate to get their clothes off already.

“All these clothes? Need to come off.” He pulled away from her, even though every cell of his body protested the decision. It was necessary for forward movement. To get back to that sweet heat that had held him captive since yesterday. That might keep him captive for days or weeks to come.

Amelia sat up as he helped tug her sweater over her head and then pulled her leggings off before throwing them over his shoulder. He fumbled with the buckle on his belt, almost tripping out of his own pants.

He was forgetting something. What? “Hang on.” Jogging to the bathroom, he retrieved the condoms from his toiletry bag and was already ripping one open as he hurried back to the bed. Sliding it on, he groaned at how sensitive his cock felt. If he wasn’t careful, he’d go off before they could get started.

When he eased back onto the bed, she welcomed him between her legs, hooking her ankles behind his back. His stiff cock immediately found the slick groove of her pussy. She whimpered.

“Jesus, Josh.” She smoothed her hands over the ridge of his shoulders. “I need it. I need you.”

“I know.” He buried his face in the hollow of her neck, enjoying the small jolts of pleasure as his cock danced dangerously close to the prize. “Me too.”

Amelia dragged her fingernails down the sides of his arms, then swirled up the expanse of his back. Her touch revved him up. Every little thing she did was a turn on. All the way down to simply holding his hand.

He didn’t know what that meant yet. Didn’t know if he should pay attention to it or ignore it.

For now, all that mattered was getting more of her. While he still could.

Amelia moaned through a kiss as his cockhead slipped into place. And then he pushed forward, taking it slow and steady, sinking into her with a patience that he didn’t feel even slightly. No, he wanted her hard and fast. But something about this union felt different than their times before.

After the evening spent bathing in the warmth of her family, a new side to Amelia was making him fall even harder for her. She wasn’t simply his sexy, smart assistant that he’d been forcibly overlooking for the past two years.

In such a short time, she’d come to mean more to him than anyone else.

“Ohhhhh, Josh,” she moaned, throwing her head back. His abs were rock hard as he sank into her, sweat already prickling his temples from beating back the urge to fuck her senseless. Every tremor and sound from her lips sent his heart racing.

He thrust into her, and then drew himself out slowly, watching the expressions on her face as they gradually grew more intense with each upward thrust. He dragged his lips over the hollow of her neck, his torso tense as he fought the swell of pleasure that would end this dizzying union.

“You feel…so good…” He didn’t even recognize his own voice. He drilled into her again, stilling for a moment to get his bearings. She arched against him, writhing and jerking.

“Ohhh, Josh,” she pleaded, almost whining. Her fingernails dug into his bicep. “Please. Please. I’m so close.”

And so was he. Even though he’d intended to take it slow, something about the deliberateness made it hotter. Even harder to beat back the orgasm.

He dipped his head and took one pebbled nipple between his lips. He laved it with his tongue and then scraped his teeth against it.

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