Cash is King: A Billionaire Romance by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

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Ella

Why the hell does my boyfriend—wait!—is he my boyfriend? Holy cow…we didn’t have the conversation, but if a man basically asks you to move into his Manhattan townhome after one threatening message—yeah, he’s your boyfriend.

Right?

I’m lying on his chest but I’m in danger of falling into that deep sleep where you’re snoring like a ninety-year-old man and leaving a puddle of drool the size of Lake Michigan on your boyfriend’s chest kinda sleep, and I want to ask about that little pink perfect bedroom.

Like, why does a billionaire bachelor have a princess room in his house? “So, Cash. About that room we saw…”

He heaves a deep sigh. “Not for tonight, baby. Can it wait?”

Hmm…can an explanation for why a thirty-year-old man is harboring a dream room for a five-year-old girl in his townhome in the middle of a hidden village that I have yet to see a single child in wait until morning?

My eyelids grow heavy as my cheek rests against his perfectly sculpted pecs and I decide—hell yeah, it can wait.

I trust him.

And after the day I’ve had?

I’m tired AF.

I drift off to sleep and when I wake up in the morning I’m pleasantly surprised. No drool. I look for my phone but it’s not by my left hip where I left it. It’s on his nightstand, the screen turned off. Either the battery died, or my annoying notification sound pissed him off and he silenced it.

Who cares about a stupid phone?

All I want is him inside of me and then a huge portion of whatever dessert Betty put aside for me for breakfast. We’re lying in my favorite position, spoon inside of spoon, me inside of his arms. I wiggle my hips, wanting him. His cock instantly hardens, nestling between the cheeks of my ass.

I love that power.

One move from me has him hard and wanting. And the poor thing isn’t even awake yet. I give another roll of my hips and he responds with a low moan.

“My God, woman. What are you trying to do to me?”

He has my sweats and panties down around my knees, the head of his cock pushing into my entrance. I’m ready for him. I spread my legs slightly, letting him in, and the pressure of his cock thrusting into my sex sends stars behind the lids of my eyes.

Fuuuuuuuck. Something about being here in his bed, my bare legs slipping against his 90-bazillion thread count sheets sends me into another realm and I think I’m going to come before he even sticks it to me twice.

But as he enters me again my body turns to liquid. My arms reach back, winding around his neck and his waist, pulling him closer as he moves inside me harder. Faster. His hands claim my breasts, slip between my thighs, manipulating my sex in time with the punishing pummels of his rock-hard cock.

“Cash,” I whine, my tone getting higher as he rocks his hips against my ass. “Fuck me.”

“What the hell do you think I’m doing, babygirl?” he groans as he plunges inside me.

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