Page 60 of The Billionaire Who Saved My Cat From The Mafia

“Back at you, Special K.”

“And you’re sure about this?”

“Hell no,” she says.“It's stupid in every way.Exactly the wrong time and it will complicate things so badly you wouldn’t believe.How about you?Are you sure?”

“No.But at the same time, absolutelyyes.”

“Exactly.”

I lower my lips to hers and kiss her.It feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced, like I’m emptying myself into her, showing her who I am.This isn’t going to be a quick fuck.This is something far more interesting, more complex.

More important.

This kiss—and this woman—are all kinds of more.

She’s only wearing a sweater and panties, right?Nothing else?It’s time to get her naked.

Wait… she’s wearingmysweater… something about that makes me the happiest man on the planet.Like, for real.

I reach beneath me and begin to shove the sweater up, over the satiny flesh of her body.She wiggles under my touch, helping me expose her skin.

I lift off just enough that she can rip the sweater over her head while I shove the panties down her thighs.I press up on my hands to see all she is.

I freeze.

“You okay?”she asks breathlessly.

“No.”

She chuckles.“Well, hurry up and work through the initial shock, because I have plans for you, cowboy.”

I let my gaze take her in, slowly, top to bottom, one inch at a time.Her skin is like velvet.Her shoulders are delicate but strong, and her breasts are magnificent—large and full and all natural.Her waist is small, and her hips are rounded but slim.

I’ve never seen anything this beautiful in my life.

I glance down, noting the flat plane of her perfect belly, the small navel, and the soft rise of her pubic bone.I see the sweet, sweet slit between her thighs, and I want to bow down at that altar, push aside the wispy, blond curtain, and sacrifice myself to the perfection of the puffy, wet lips of her pussy.

“Special K.”

I drag my eyes back to her face.“Uh-huh?”

She touches my face.“I’m in shock, too.I’ve never been up close and personal with a man as… substantial as you.You’re a hunk a’ burnin’ love, you know that right?”

I feel myself grin like a fool.“I have a feeling we’re going to have a lot of fun with each other, Boots.And we’re starting right the fuck now.”

I slide down her body, lift her legs behind her knees, and bring my mouth to her wet pussy.I breathe her in—salty and sweet—and drag my tongue up along her slit, flicking at the tiny, hard button of her clit.

She draws in a quick breath.Her hands go to my head.

I’ve been adrift since my life in the Navy imploded.But now I think I have a new focus, a new mission objective.

I’m going to make this woman scream and cum and scream and cum all over again, and I won’t stop until she begs me to.And maybe not even then.

As far as life goals go, I think I’ve settled on a good one.

“Ohhhh,” she breathes, arching her back and pressing her pussy to my mouth, wanting more.

She’s come to the right place.