Billionaires Dollar Series

Billion Dollar Catch 34



“You’re too kind to me,” he says. “It keeps tipping the scales. I can’t possibly repay you.”

“I don’t want repayment. And it’s impossible to be too kind.”

He leans back, tipping my head up. There’s quiet determination in his gaze. “No, it isn’t. I’m sorry I haven’t called you since the other night.”

“You’re busy. I understand that.”

“Yes. I’ve wanted to, though. Every night, I’ve thought of your body against mine.”

Oh God.

Never before has a man spoken like this to me, and in Ethan’s deep voice, with his hands on me…

“So have I,” I whisper. “All the time.”

He closes his eyes, a pained expression on his face. “I don’t think you know just how tempting you are to me.”

I run my hands over his chest. “I don’t?” I murmur. “I think you made that pretty clear the other night.”

His hands make a deliberate path down my body to grip my ass. “I plan on making it clear again, and soon. I’ve had a lot of time these past days to think about all the different ways I want you.”

I tuck my head against his neck to hide my treacherous cheeks. Ethan must feel it though, because he gives a low snort and tugs me tighter against his body.

“Judging from the way you blush, I’m guessing dirty talk wasn’t a part of your last relationship?”

“Not usually.” Not at all, to be fair. Ryan had been pretty straight-laced, and after my first wild ideas were shot down, I stopped trying. Maybe I shouldn’t have.

He laughs darkly. “Fuck, there are so many things I want to try with you, Bella. To ask you if you’ve done before. To tell you.” He squeezes, emphasizing his words.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

I hold on to his shoulders and revel in the strong, hard planes of his body against mine. “I’m looking forward to that,” I say. “There are a few things I’d like to try, as well.”

His eyes burn on mine, flaring with heady want. “Damn it,” he says. “Now all I can think of is fucking you. Right here, bent over the kitchen island and moaning my name. And I can’t have that.”

My mouth is dry. Parched. Just like that, I want him too, aching for the vision he’d just described-to feel his strength and fiery passion unleashed again.

He closes his eyes. “God, your face. You’d want that too?”

“Yes.” I wet my lips, testing out the words. “I’d want you to grip my arms from behind, too. I’ve seen that somewhere and… what?”

Ethan is smiling, his small, crooked, private smile. “Nothing,” he says. “I can do that. I’d like to do that. What else?”

“Grip my hair,” I murmur. “I like that. And could you… God, why is this so difficult? I’ve never had this kind of open communication about sex before. Just saying the words is a challenge.”

Ethan kisses me again, lingering this time, his tongue gently coaxing mine. I’m breathing hard by the time he pulls back. “I want to hear it all,” he says. “Every last thing you want. No need to be embarrassed about it.” He rests his mouth against my ear, speaking in a voice that sends shivers down my spine. “I’ve come several times in the shower these past days, and every time my hand is wrapped around my cock, I imagine it’s your sweet pussy I’m inside of.”

Holy shit.

My blush is a furious, scarlet thing, even as my body clenches at his words. Ethan laughs. “Was that far enough for you?”

I swallow. “Was it… you have? That’s true?”

“Oh yes,” he says. “And every night I’ve wanted to text you to come over.”

“Why haven’t you?”

“How could I? I only have forty-five minutes before my daughters might wake up with a nightmare; could you be in and out in that time frame? No. That’s not fair to you or me.”

My mind is still reeling from his earlier words. “I don’t think I’d mind,” I say. “I’m not exactly suffering in that arrangement, you know. I did like sleeping with you.”

“Thank God for that,” he says, but his eyes dart back toward the staircase, and I understand. It’s not tonight, either. He needs to be with Haven-she might be asleep right now, but the painkillers will wear off soon enough.

I rise up on my tiptoes and press my lips against his. I make it sweet and soft, kissing him the way I’d want to if we were something, if this was a first kiss after a date.

He kisses me back gently.

“Three things,” I say finally. “Number one, I know you have limited time. Forty-five minutes of you is better than forty-five minutes without, so don’t hesitate, okay?”

I hold up a second finger. “I’ll head home now so you can be with your daughters. Does Maria have the morning off tomorrow, too?”

He nods.

“Then the second thing is this-I can come over tomorrow and make breakfast. We could make a thing out of it, pancakes and waffles and fruit. A kid who’s just fractured something deserves that.”

Ethan exhales. It’s a long, tired thing, but his eyes are filled with gratitude. “You’re too kind to me,” he says. “Don’t protest this time. It’s true. I’ll have to repay the Gardners somehow for having the good sense to leave for the summer, so I could get to know you instead.”

My smile feels brittle. “I’ll be back tomorrow. Text me when the girls are up?”

“I will. What about your thesis?”

“That’s the good thing about being a student,” I say. “My time is flexible.”

“What was the third thing?”

I force the words out. “If you ever want to fuck me over a kitchen island, mine is available.”

His eyes flash, and then he’s kissing me again, a good long while before he finally lets me go. “I’ll take you up on that,” he murmurs. “Sleep well, Bella.”

Guilt erupts inside me the second I close his gate behind me. With every kiss, every encounter, I feel myself slipping further and further into the lie. The time when it was just a tiny, inconsequential thing might have passed.

Because now, having held his daughter’s hand at the hospital, seeing the gratitude in his eyes… I’m not sure if it’s such an easy thing to shrug off anymore.

“Daddy flip!” Evie announces. “Daddy can flip!”

Bella shoots me an amused glance under her sideswept bangs. It’s challenging. Go ahead and try.

She’d showed up bright and early, a mix for pancakes in one hand and a bottle of maple syrup in the other, just as casually stunning as always. Rosy cheeks and hazel eyes.

I give Evie a half-smile. “You want to see?”


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