Page 14 of Next Door Billionaire's Surprise Baby

"So needy," he chuckles as he steps into my embrace. This time, our kiss is soft and sweet and leaves me panting for more. The heat between my thighs grows unbearable with each passing second, and I long for him to relieve me.

"I want you, Kane," I moan against his neck, "I want you more."

At this moment, I don’t care about my pride. All I know is that I’ve had a feeling for him since the first day I met him, and the elevator kiss escalated my emotions to the next level. I just want him to make me feel good.Now.

He angles my body in his arms so that my chest is exposed to his mouth. Then he snakes a hand up my thighs until he gets to the throbbing warmth at the center.

"Will you be quiet?"

I nod like a crazed woman and begin pushing myself forward to make full contact with his fingers.

Kane, the damned perfectionist, insists, "Do you promise?"

"Yes!" I whine in frustration, and he gives me a rare full smile to show that he's just being a teasing prick.

His fingers skim over the seam of my opening, and his head starts to move down closer to my chest. Before he makes contact with my peaked nipples, he confesses, "I've always wanted you, Chloe. Even when you were Tim’s girl."

Before I have the time to process his statement, he overrides my body with pleasure by slipping his fingers into my center and, at the same time, latching on to my nipple.

He doesn't stop stroking, nor does he let up his sucking until I'm reduced to a panting, quivering mess on the table. My toes curl, and my head is thrown back from the force of the orgasm.

His fingers slip out of mine only to be replaced by his thick, hard length. The feeling of him filling me up is simply ecstatic, and I can't hold back my loud moan.

This time, he doesn't tell me to tone it down. He instead brings his hand to clamp over my mouth.

His thrusts are as powerful as he is, rocking both my body and the table beneath. His face is still buried in my breasts, and he nibbles on my sensitive nipples until they're both sore.

"Aww, Kane!" I scream his name, but it's muffled by his hand. He finally brings his head up to connect his forehead to mine.

"You feel so good," he grunts, and I don't miss the way his voice quivers with delight. With every thrust of his hips to meet mine, jolts of bone-shattering pleasure run up and down my spine.

I moan his name again, and he responds by planting a kiss on my head. It's all too intense, and finally, I'm unable to hold it in. With a scream that rattles my ears, I climax as every sense in my body gets swept up in the euphoria.

Vaguely, I'm aware of Kane pushing his hips forward in a desperate chase of his high. He follows me over the edge a moment later amidst shudders and moans he tries so hard to conceal.

I feel so light and carefree as I float down from the blissful climax. Kane still bears the weight of our bodies. He holds us close as we pant together.

Eventually, my mind clears, and the gravity of what just occurred hits me

like a ton of bricks.

Chapter 6

Kane

Only A One Time Fling

"The blue tie is better."

I huff at my assistant's observations and swap the ruby-colored tie I have on for the cobalt blue one on the table.

I put it on and see my assistant is right. The blue isbetter.

"Thanks, Mike," I tell him as I drop the other tie down on the table where an impressive collection of ties lay but in different colors. Turning back to the floor-length mirror in front of me, I adjust my collar and make sure I’m presenting myself properly.

"Yeah, don't sweat it," he replies, leaning against the desk, "Times like this just makes me grateful for my wife."

The way he says it makes me give him a sarcastic look, and he responds by raising his arms in mock surrender.

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