Page 7 of Loving a Billionaire

He waited for her to scoot off his lap, but she didn’t. He also realized one of her hands still rested inside on his chest, and her fingers slowly slid back and forth across the hollow of his throat. He’d been so tired only moments ago, but her caress had brought him wide awake.

“You know, you have a very soft touch,” he said.

“So do you.”

Her breathing had changed again and became just as ragged as his. One thing was certain... if she didn’t make the first move and kiss him, he was going to do it.

He brushed his fingers across her bottom lip and her lips parted. It was now or never.

FOUR

Hesitantly, Austinleaned forward, waiting for her to stop him. But when she met his descending mouth, excitement filled him. As he touched her lips with his, fireworks shot off in his head, and he cupped her face. Another sigh breezed from her throat, but this time he didn’t stop to figure out what she had said.

Austin moved his lips back and forth with hers. She clutched his robe, and thankfully, didn’t pull away. He slid his hands around to her back and urged her closer. A low moan rattled in her throat, and he turned the kiss wilder.

No longer did he need sleep. He needed this, instead. He needed the crazy beating of his heart as though this was his first time kissing a woman so passionate. He needed to know this woman with the intoxicating kisses desired him as much as he desired her.

The only thing that would make this moment better was to know that she wantedhim, and not his money. He rarely told women exactly how much he earned per year, only because he wanted to find one who would see past his bank account and like him for himself.

He doubted even Ariki knew Austin was a billionaire.

He moved his hands to her neck, and they knocked against the awkward tilt of the bun in her hair. Without asking permission, he slipped his fingers in her hair and pulled out the pins holding the style together, and dropped the objects to the floor. Her hair cascaded down her back, reaching below her hips, and feeling just as silky as he’d imagined.

Following his example, she threaded her fingers through his hair, still keeping up with his urgent kisses.

“You’re absolutely beautiful,” he murmured against her mouth. “I could kiss you all night long.”

Another low moan came from her, but the sound was different this time. Almost sorrowful. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and she pulled away. Passion was evident on her expression, but so was fear.

“I... I shouldn’t have done this,” she whispered as she tried to stand.

“No, Talia. Don’t stop—”

“I have to.”

Her voice was sharp this time, and she jumped to her feet, quickly moving away from him as fast as she could go.