Page 99 of Her Billionaire Bargain (Kensington Square)

I wasn’t used to having a little girl just down the hall.

“Music?” I suggested through gritted teeth as she finally set aside her reading glasses. Though fucking her while she wore them had some possibilities.

Shelby bit her lip, nodding.

Quickly, I shoved myself back in my boxer briefs and made sure my pants would remain up before I moved away to grab the remote. I found a mellow jazz station on my music system and left the volume on low before returning to the chaise, bowing my head to kiss the top of her hair. “Think we need to add soundproofing into the redesign.”

Her head snapped up, and only fast reflexes kept us from colliding. Good thing because I was rather fond of my nose. “But if Berry needs me…”

“If she needsus,we can install some kind of alarm system so she can call us. Doesn’t have to be full soundproofing either, just a little…cushioning of the sound, maybe.” I stroked my fingers through her hair, continuing all the way to the ends. “I don’t want you to feel inhibited.”

When she opened her mouth to argue, I placed one finger against it. “Yes, I want the soundproofing for us. You and me. Because none of this is temporary. But I also want Berry to know we’re available no matter what. Got it, Wilde?”

My lower back tightened when she merely nodded, her eyes so big and trusting that I wanted to give her the world. More than that, I wanted to be the kind of man she deserved, and for a long time, I hadn’t been. But everything was different now.

Me, most of all.

I brushed my thumb over her feather-soft cheek. “Get on the bed. Lose the bra and top while you’re at it.”

I expected her to balk at my authoritative tone, but she merely rose and shed her top, then reached behind herself to slowly undo the bra that was barely containing her gorgeous breasts and let it fall. She sent me a look over her shoulder as she moved toward the bed, her ass twitching in invitation.

One I fully intended to accept.

Shaking back her long, wavy hair, she draped her head over her arm as she lay down on her side, positioning herself so seductively that I had to adjust myself. I didn’t even bother trying to hide it.

Her gaze dropped to my hand. “Don’t stop there. You’re the one who put it away, not me.”

She did have a point.

I removed both my trousers and my boxer briefs, letting out a relieved breath at finally being able to move freely. I did the same with my dress shirt—my jacket was long gone—and joined her on the bed, wasting no time pulling her in my arms.

Before I could even kiss her, she slammed a hand on my chest. “Did you lock the door?”

“Um, no?” Obviously, I should have, and she had a point there too.

“I can do it.”

“Nah, I’ll do it. This kid thing is new to me,” I said under my breath as I rolled out of bed to make sure the door was secure.

I turned back and realized I’d forgotten condoms too. I dug my wallet out of my pants and tossed it on the bed and then I drew her back into my arms. “Now where were we?”

She looked up at me under her thick dark lashes. “I was going to suck you off.”

The part of me in question jerked against her hand as she leaned in to take a long lick, swiveling her head to increase the sensation as her hand twisted in tandem. I gathered her hair in my hands, tentatively pulling it to see her reaction.

Her low moan was all the encouragement I needed.

She increased her suction and slid down lower, and lower still, taking me in until she made the hottest little gagging noise and eased back, her moisture coating almost my entire length. The sheen in her eyes had me drawing her all the way off. “You okay?”

Rather than answering me, she grasped my hand and drew it between her legs. Her thighs were soaked. “So okay,” she said hoarsely.

“Fuck. You blow my mind.”

At her giggle, I grinned and knotted a hand in her hair to bring her mouth to mine for a long, lingering kiss. “As intended.”

“You succeeded.”

She drew back to stare at my shaft. “But I wanted to finish that way too.” Her pout somehow had me thickening even more, which she noticed with a self-satisfied smile as she trailed warm, wet kisses over my swollen length. “I’m sure you’re good for it.”

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