Page 54 of A Billion Desires

They wanted to be the best.

At whatever they did.

This was especially true in the bedroom.

And my job was to make them feel like they were the best.

Nick had been different right from the start. As soon as our eyes met, I felt like he owned me. His sexy bossiness had me practically worshiping at his feet.

When he’d brought me to orgasm the first time?

I’d been nothing short of amazed.

A steady ache set up shop in my lower girl parts—making it apparent what I wanted to do with Nick for the rest of the day.

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Nick

Ilet my head fall forward after I read the last text from Cherry.

This woman tried my damn patience.

I’d given her an hour to get ready.

An hour.

And still, she said she’d be “a while” longer, and that I should come upstairs.

I didn’t want to go upstairs.

I wanted her to come down and show me where all of her favorite places in town where.

Why?

That was a good question, and one that I’d been asking myself repeatedly.

“I’ll be back,” I said to Langcaster as I opened the door on the limo and slid out. My level of impatience ramped up with each step I took toward the house. I opened the front door, then slammed it behind me before taking the steps two at a time.

When I reached her room, I knocked loudly, making my knuckles sting when I stopped.

“Come in,” I heard her soft voice call through the door.

I inhaled deeply to calm myself, then turned the handle and entered her room.

She stood in front of her bed in the pink, silk robe I’d chosen for her. Her hair fell down her shoulders in long curls and my hands nearly itched to touch the softness—of her robe and her hair.

And her.

“Hi,” she said in a husky, seductive voice, that sent a thrill down to my cock.

“Hi,” I answered, taking one more step inside the room. “You need to get dressed, my dear,” I said, my eyes following the V between her cleavage.

“I am dressed.”

I smirked, closing the distance separating us. My fingertips trailed down her cheek, then her shoulder, practically melting into the buttery smoothness of the expensive fabric.

“And where exactly are you taking me, dressed in this?” I asked, worrying the material with my thumb and index finger as I gazed into her eyes.

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