The Damaged Billionaire by Samantha Skye

Author:Samantha Skye
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780645714456
Publisher: Samantha Skye

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO - WILLOW

I’m his. Utterly and completely his. I tried keeping it professional, but all that did was make me want him more. I have wanted him ever since I met him in New York. The fact that I managed to keep my hands off him this long should be awarded. His eyes and mind have been on me and only me from the start. He knew what he wanted; he has been nothing but honest with me from the start, and as hard as I tried, there is no turning back for me now. My business will survive because I am excellent at what I do. But I don’t think I could have carried on with life not giving this a chance. Not giving myself to this man. So I did, and now it is like a dam has broken and the water is rushing through—our need for each other is that overwhelming. We barely make it up to his apartment, the two of us mauling each other in the elevator. A private elevator in his office straight to his penthouse is not something I have seen before, but I have never been more grateful before in my life.

“I want to beat our record,” Tennyson says, grabbing my hand and leading me into his space. I have little time to admire it before his lips are on mine again, the two of us only having eyes for each other. The past month since we reunited felt like pure foreplay, as we both now dive straight over the professional boundaries I tried to set. The line I swore I wouldn’t cross is now a mere blip in my vision.

“What record?” I ask, my voice almost a moan against his lips, his hands pulling at my dress, trying to get it off me.

“New York. You orgasmed five times,” he says as we land in his living room, and he sits on the sofa, bringing me with him. I straddle his waist as he lifts the dress from my body, leaving me in my black lace underwear. His pants are long gone, his shirt already on the floor.

“I remember it vividly,” I pant, my lips finding his as his hands trace my curves from my hips, up my waist before he molds my breasts.

“It is burned into my memory. You have already come twice downstairs, and you won’t be leaving my bed in the middle of the night, so I am going for at least six.” His head lowers as he kisses my chest, his hand pulling down my bra cup, exposing my nipple to him. He encases it, sucking on me, licking and flicking, as my body turns into mush on his lap.

“Promises, promises,” I moan, my head falling back, his hands now wrapped around my back and holding me in place as his head is buried in my cleavage.

“Are you ready to bounce, Cupcake? Because I need these perfect tits in my face while you come on my cock,” he says, his words making me even wetter.

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