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She’ll give birth to a baby that will win me billions. One day, this will all seem like a distant memory, and I will reign over the world as Talia’s husband and the head of Morgan Drilling Company.
ChapterTwenty-Five
DARE
Shutting out the blustery ocean breeze, the front door of my beach house slams with a heavy thud. I love everything about the coast, but the wind is brutal sometimes.
My footsteps echo through the house as I make my way down the hallway, dropping my phone and keys on the kitchen counter along the way.
I’d left early in the morning, venturing out in my yacht before Talia woke up.
I’m halfway up the stairs that lead up to my bedroom, eager for a much-needed nap, when I hear Talia’s voice murmuring.
No,moaning.
“What the fuck?” I hiss. I slow as I approach, pressing my ear to the door.
Moans. Talia’s moans are unmistakable from this distance.
“What the fuck?” I repeat under my breath.
Slowly, I turn the doorknob, cracking the door silently and peering inside.
The sight in front of me makes my heart skip a beat.
Talia. Fucking Talia.
Why is she fucking naked right now? It’s the middle of the day and I expected her to be doing whatever it is that women do when men aren’t paying attention to them. Maybe watching some TV or reading a book?
But this is something else entirely.
My cock instantly hardens at the sight of her spread out like a fucking playboy centerfold, her fingers buried deep in her pussy. Her thighs are spread wide open, showing me a clear view of her pussy. My mouth drops as she lifts her hips off the bed, rolling them around as she fucks first one, then two, then three fingers deep inside of her. When she pulls them out, they’re glistening.
When she puts them in her mouth and moans, I almost come out of my skin.
What the actual fuck?
My hard cock has pulled all the anger out of my veins at the sight of her naked, but I quickly access it again, because despite how fucking sexy she might look right now, she’s still touching herself without a thought in her head for me.
Who does she think she is? I’ve made my interest in Talia perfectly clear. There’s no way I’m going to let her please herself without intervening.
I burst into the room, desire pulsing through my veins once more.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I demand.
She jumps up like she’s been shot.
“Oh, my god!” She reaches for the comforter, but in her haste, it falls on the floor, leaving her completely exposed on my white silk sheets. “I can explain! I – I – um….”
“That’s what I fucking thought,” I snarl, closing the distance between us until she’s forced to look up at me as I tower over her. She reaches for the sheet, but she’s sitting on it, providing only a sliver of coverage over her perky tits, her nipples peeking out of the top, finally giving me a clear view of what I’d been only imagining up until now.
My cock throbs at the sight of her but I do my best to ignore it.
Her copper curls are tousled messily around her face, her eyes, wide with surprise at my sudden intrusion, twinge with a spark of fear that thrills me immensely – it’s just too much.
Fuck.
“I’m sorry,” she finally mutters, biting her bottom lip, sending me even more over the edge.
