Dirty Nasty Billionaire (Part Four) by Paige North

Author:Paige North [North, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Favor Ford Publishing
Published: 2018-05-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

We spend the rest of the reception dancing and drinking and pretending there isn’t anyone else in the room, though of course there is. We get interrupted constantly by people who want to congratulate us or see the ring. And I’m surprised to find that as long as Nixon is holding onto my hand, or has his arm around my waist, gripping my hip, he manages ok with the crowd. Still, when I finally rise up on my tiptoes and whisper into ear, “Wanna get out of here?” I feel him physically unwind.

“Yes please,” he practically purrs back to me.

Nixon takes me by the hand and leads me out to the parking lot and to his black Tesla.

“Oh shit,” I mutter.

“What is it?” he asks.

I sigh. “I’m sharing a hotel room with two of the other bridesmaids,” I say, thinking about how Diana and Audrey are probably already back there, potentially passed out, but definitely not enough to sleep through what I know I want to do with Nixon tonight.

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, opening the passenger door for me. I slide in and onto the softest leather seats I’ve ever felt. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a keycard. He flashes me a devilish grin. “I got a suite.”

“Of course you did,” I say, barely able to hide the giddy feeling bubbling up inside me.

We drive at a breakneck pace on roads that border the ocean. Seeing him command the speeding car with authority and ease, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh (and slowly creeping up). It’s seriously turning me on.

By the time we make it to his room, I can’t even be bothered to take in the luxury, which includes a wide balcony that overlooks the ocean and an enormous claw foot tub in the bathroom. All I can think about is getting out of this dress and getting him inside me.

As soon as the door closes behind us, I reach for the hem of his sweater, tugging it over his head until I see his bare chest. I run my hands down his abs, clenching my fingers until my nails leave red streaks in his tan skin. He hisses, his eyes locked on mine, and he grins.

I step back from him and turn, gazing over my shoulder as I sweep my hair to the size. “Get this fucking dress off me,” I say with a devious wink, and he practically lunges for the zipper. Soon my dress is in a puddle at my feet, and while he’s at it, he snaps his fingers on the hooks of my strapless bra.

“Goddamn you have the most gorgeous ass,” he says, gazing down at the black lace thong I’m wearing.

“Well you can follow this gorgeous ass right this way,” I tell him as I tuck a finger into the waistband of his pants, pulling him across the floor to the bed. As soon as we get there, I turn and push him down onto it, so that he’s perched right on the edge.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.