Page 101 of Her Billionaire Bargain (Kensington Square)

Before she could finish the thought, her orgasm hit her hard, making her double over with her fingers tight to my scalp. The flash of pain ripped a sensual groan from me, and I reacted by flipping her off me and onto the mattress. Without warning, I reared up, hiked up her leg, and poised at the entrance to her pussy, about to drive home—

And I stopped, closing my eyes tightly. “Condom. Right. Fuck.” But I fumbled for my wallet and tore one open, rolling it on.

“Someday maybe we won’t,” she whispered, and those words filled my head as I thrust forward, filling her with one long, deep stroke.

Once I was seated, I didn’t move.

“Are you okay?” She brushed my damp hair back from my forehead.

“Savoring,” I replied, again relishing her giggle.

I would never, ever get enough of Shelby’s laughter. Especially when she was naked and wrapped around me, clutching me for all she was worth.

Inside and out.

She leaned up to fuse her lips to mine, and together, we raced toward that pinnacle one more time. Well, she was on her second, and I was still reaching for the first. So close. Sweat dripped into my eyes, and when I ripped my head away to suck in air, her vanilla scent filled me with…peace.

Words I’d never said or even thought before toward a partner hoveredright there.

It would be so easy to say them and make her deal with what they meant. But I didn’t want this time with us to become anything but light and fun and hot as hell. I didn’t want to be another man who made her life harder. Anything but that.

I also didn’t want to say something meaningful at a time she could dismiss it as sex talk. It was anything but.

I drew her leg up even higher, pounding my frustration at suddenly being the needy one into the giving softness of her body. Her moans took over my thoughts and then I wasn’t forcing her to feel. I didn’t have to. All I wanted to do was give her more. More pleasure, more time. More space to feel whatever she was ready to in that moment.

I wasn’t going anywhere.

On the verge, I pulled back and rocketed forward one last time, sinking into her with a sound of pure satisfaction. Her whimper erupted into a damn near scream as her body went wild around mine.

At the last second, I remembered to cover her mouth. She thrashed around me, biting my palm while my cock punished her pussy because she hadn’t quite yet realized I was in love with her.

But I was.

TWENTY-TWO

Although it was nowherenear morning, a short time later I woke on my belly, with someone licking me between my thighs.

Which meant I woke seconds before orgasm. Literally seconds. I opened my mouth and moans came out, not words.

Just unintelligible grunts that ended in Dex’s name.

“Good girl, coming on command.” He kissed the small of my back. “I knew you’d figure it out.”

Some part of me wanted to be annoyed at his heavy-handedness. The rest was happily humming through multiple orgasms yet again.

“It gives your mouth something to do besides running,” I mumbled into my arm, letting out a squeal when he spanked my ass.

Hard.

I craned my neck to give him a rude glance. Where was my training-wheel spanking like they had in all the dirty books TJ was always plying me with to “spur my imagination”?

But Dex wasn’t looking back at me because he was too busy kissing the place he’d spanked.

So, I sighed and clutched my pillow and let him do whatever he wanted to me for a while. I was too boneless to protest.

Not that I would have anyway.

I’d recently discovered sex was definitely not something I wanted to go without. I wasn’t sure how I had for so long.

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