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But as he slowly bent his head and I was a second away from being kissed, sanity returned in a flash.
Oh my God, what was I doing?
Hadn’t I promised myself I would never let myself get involved with a younger man?
I wrenched out of the billionaire’s hold with a cry, my sudden resistance taking him by surprise and causing his hold on me to relax. I took advantage of it, freeing myself, and ran out of his room.
Seconds later and I heard him coming after me, and I nearly tripped in my effort to run faster, turning around the corner to reach the hallway leading to my room.
My hands shook as I pulled out the card key from my shorts pockets.
“Erie, stop.”
Panic struck me at how close his voice sounded, and I swiped the card on the scanner with clumsy haste.Come on, come on.The light turned green, and the latch unlocked. I stumbled inside, hoping to slam the door on his face, but he had managed to slide one foot in, and then he was using his strength to force the door open.
He overpowered me easily, and I was forced to skid back as the door pushed open completely and the billionaire stepped inside.
“Get out,” I warned him shakily, “before I scream for security.”
But the billionaire only laughed, the sound both cold and beautiful, frightening and seducing me at the same time. “If you’re going to scream one thing,pchelka,it would be that I don’t stop fucking you.”
I opened my mouth to scream for help, but in an instant he was next to me, his arms crushing my body to his just as his mouth conquered mine.
No!
I thrashed in his hold, violently and wildly, but a part of me knew I was already fighting a losing battle. My greatest struggle wasn’t against him.
It was against myself.
It was against my most shameful desire and my greatest weakness, and that was to finish what we had started over two years ago.
His kiss was deep and forceful, savage and passionate, a kiss meant to threaten my hold on sanity and safety. When I felt him sweep me up in his arms, I cried out against his mouth, and I tried, God, I really did try to get away from him, knowing that once we made it to my bed it was all over.
But his hold on me only tightened, and his kiss only became so much hotter, the bold movements of his tongue urging me to simply let go and succumb to the heat of his touch. When we made it to my bed, I expected him to let go of me, but instead his mouth remained fused with mine, and his hands started running all over my body. He caressed my breasts, kneading and fondling them, and I moaned helplessly against his mouth, unable to stop pleasure from rushing through my body.
It felt so, so good, and it was harder than ever to rememberwhyI had to resist him.
His hands moved down to unbutton my shorts and I tried arching off the bed, hoping to dislodge his hands. But he retaliated by kissing me harder, his hand diving inside my shorts at the same time.
Aaaaaaah.
His finger stroked my folds, and my grip on sanity wavered. His mouth released mine, and I gasped for breath, but when his mouth moved down to suck on my neck, I gasped again, this time out of despair and need.
I tried shoving him away, but in the back of my mind I knew I wasn’t trying hard enough. And by the time he had gotten rid of my shirt and bra, my breasts spilling free and his mouth closing over my nipple, I had the lost the will to try at all.
My pussy was his. Myentirebody was his, and I could no longer deny it.
Soon, my shorts and panties joined the rest of my clothes on the floor, and a tremulous sigh escaped me as I felt the cold blast of air conditioning brush against my skin. It took the billionaire but a moment to divest himself of his clothes, and when he lowered his body to mine, his nudity was like a scorching, powerful force that sought to enslave my every sense.
When I saw his eyes roam over my form, I stiffened, insecurities coming out of nowhere. Did he care I wasn’t stick-thin like others? Did he care I wasn’t as young or nubile as the other women he had dated? Did he—-
“I forbid you to worry,” the billionaire growled, and his command surprised a choked laugh out of me. Tracing my lips, he murmured, “You’re perfect to me. In fact, you’re the only one who’s perfect in my eyes.”
The sweetness in his words made me moan, and my arms slowly slipped up to go around his neck.
“Tonight,” he muttered tautly, “I’ll show you just how starved I am of your body.”
Ooooooh.
