Her Secret Billionaire: An instalove, secret identity, one night only, billionaire boyfriend romance. (Billionaire Boyfriends) by Natalie Anderson

Author:Natalie Anderson [Anderson, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Natalie Anderson
Published: 2024-07-16T00:00:00+00:00

Sienna propped up her head by placing four of the thin pillows in the one pile, looked down her body to where he lay sprawled halfway down the bed. He’d spread her legs around him. Was seemingly having a wonderful time focusing on one at a time and exploring it—running smooth fingers down her thigh, twirling round her knee and back up again, fingers playing on her occasional freckles. She was almost reluctant to break into his enjoyment, but she couldn’t resist talking to him, wanting to get to know him better. Wanting to break through his quiet charming façade and beyond into the vast reservoir that she sensed was there. There was a lot more going on with Rhys Monroe than he let show.

‘You have such smooth hands. No calluses from hammering?’

He looked up, confusion flashing in his face.

She held up her hands to him. ‘Look, hardly sexy, is it?’

Her calluses were from hours and hours keeping the beat, from holding the drumsticks. Yet his palms were soft and smooth, surprising given he must spend hours and hours holding hammers and tools.

Dark shadows lurked in his eyes before the green light chased them away again. ‘Actually, your hands are very sexy. You have a hold that is unique.’

‘A hold?’

‘Good friction.’ He grinned wickedly.

‘You like them?’ She looked at the raised welts of toughened skin in amazement.

‘There’s nothing about your body I don’t like.’

‘How come you don’t have workman’s hands?’ He didn’t.

He had the fine hands of a pianist. Long-fingered, smooth-skinned, neatly manicured.

He shrugged. ‘I spend more time working inside than out these days.’

She was about to ask more but he diverted her, leaning over to follow the path of his deftly moving fingers with his mouth. She couldn’t concentrate on finding out about him, only what he was doing.

But he was learning about her—body and mind. His fingers probed while he posed questions. ‘How come you ended up playing the drums?’

She leaned back on the pile of pillows, luxuriating in the wantonness of her position. Loving looking down and seeing his head nestled between her thighs. Delighting in the freedom to lie back and let him taste her as if she were the most delicious thing. ‘I wanted to do something. I wasn’t allowed to play sports. And I didn’t have the puff for a wind instrument. I thought piano and strings were dull. I wanted to make the biggest, baddest noise I could.’

‘Prove you were there, huh?’

She lifted her head to look at his expression. His astuteness was acute—and fascinating to her. He understood her so quickly and she had no hesitation in opening up further to him. Yes, she’d wanted to declare her existence to the world. Not wanting to have a mouse-like existence on the edge of life, hardly daring to move for fear her heart wouldn’t cope with action. She’d wanted to claim her place, make enough noise to let others, and herself, know she was there. ‘I like loud.’

‘Do you, now?’ His fingers climbed higher and his chuckle warmed her skin.

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