Page 65 of Falling for the Billionaire Best Man

I nodded, reaching up to cup his face with trembling hands. “I’m sure,” I whispered. “I want you, Kaisen. I need you.”

With a low growl, he thrust forward, sheathing himself inside me with one powerful stroke. I cried out at the sudden fullness, my nails raking down his back as he stretched me deliciously.

“Fuck,” he groaned, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “You feel incredible. So tight and wet and perfect.”

He didn’t give me time to adjust before he started to move, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back in. Each thrust drove him deeper, hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids.

“Yes! Just like that!” I urged him on, meeting every snap of his pelvis with an upward crash of mine.

Kaisen’s fingers dug into the flesh of my hips as he pounded into me, his thrusts growing harder and more erratic.

“That’s it, baby,” he grunted, his voice strained. “Let go. I want to feel you come undone around me.”

His words sent electricity zinging through my body. My toes curled as my impending release built at the base of my spine. Kaisen angled his hips just right, hitting that secret spot inside me with every deep stroke.

“Yes! Right there!” I screamed, nearly blinded by the intensity of the pleasure.

He chased his own climax, pistoning in and out of me. Our skin slapped together at a wild pace.

“Fuck! I’m close,” Kaisen warned through gritted teeth.

“So am I,” I panted, my inner muscles starting to flutter and clench around him.

“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Come for me.”

My body exploded around him. His body stiffened as he roared through his release.

By the time we were both spent, lying tangled together in the sheets, I felt like I was floating. Kaisen’s arms were around me, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. I turned to look at him, my heart still racing, and he smiled, his fingers brushing against my cheek.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice soft.

I nodded, my cheeks flushing. “Yeah. I’m more than okay.”

He chuckled, pulling me closer. “Good. Because that was incredible.”

I buried my face in his chest, trying to hide my smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

We lay there for a while, the silence comfortable and warm, but eventually, reality started to creep back in. I pulled back, running a hand through my hair. “You should go back to the party,” I said. “Before people start wondering where you are.”

Kaisen frowned, propping himself up on one elbow. “I don’t care what those dicks think.”

I giggled. “Kaisen, they’re going to notice if you’re gone all night. I don’t want to cause any drama.”

He reached out, his hand resting on my thigh. “Dorie, I don’t care about the party. I care about you.”

I looked at him, my heart galloping. “You barely know me.”

He smirked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my skin. “I know enough. And I want to know more.”

I hesitated, my mind racing. Was this real? Had we really grown this close over the past few weeks, or was I just imagining it? But before I could overthink it, Kaisen pulled me back into his chest, his arms wrapping around me.

“Go to sleep,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my forehead. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I wanted to argue, to insist that he go back to the party, but the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulled me into a sense of security I hadn’t felt in a long time. I closed my eyes, letting myself relax against him, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt cared for.

As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the start of something real. Or if I was just setting myself up for heartbreak. But for now, I pushed those thoughts aside, letting myself enjoy the moment. Because for once, I wasn’t alone.