The Billionaire Op - Lori Ryan Page 0,28

the wall of the shower with his body and took what he had needed for so long.

He knew he shouldn’t. It was the most selfish, heartless thing he'd ever done, but he was defenseless against Jennie’s power.

He ignored the fact that she still loved her husband, that she hadn’t healed from the wounds his death had left and he took her.

Chad swept his tongue inside her mouth in a forceful, needy move. She met him with as much heat and desire and passion.

He lifted her, holding her on one of his thighs as he moved his mouth to her neck. He brushed his lips across her soft skin, taking in the sweet, silky feel of her. Breathing in that scent that was innately Jennie.

One hand closed on her breast as his mouth moved to capture the other one, covering her nipple. Jennie held the back of his head tight, pressing him to her as she arched her back and moaned. The sound hit him hard, going right to his already rock-hard cock.

Her nipples pebbled for him as he let his tongue swirl around them, grazing them with his teeth from time to time as she writhed in his arms. He’d never in his life experienced anything like the feel of Jennie in his arms.

All of his fantasies about her—and they had been plentiful and detailed and dirty—were nowhere close to the reality of her and the way she responded to his touch.

Chad slipped his hand between her legs and felt how wet she was already. He couldn’t stop himself. He lifted her higher and positioned himself between her legs.

She sank down so slowly on him, he thought he would burst. Or beg for mercy. The feeling of being inside Jennie was like nothing he ever could have imagined. She gripped him tightly and rocked her hips back and forth, tearing an almost animal-like sound from his lips.

He sank into her deep and hard, long slow strokes that made him ache for more. He never wanted this to end.

It took everything he had to stop them. Chad lifted Jennie off his cock and put her on the floor, reaching over to turn off the water.

“Condom,” he whispered as his mouth found hers again. “Bed.”

He skipped the towel and lifted her into his arms. He wanted back inside her. Now.

But when he got her to the bed and dug in his wallet for a condom, he placed it on the nightstand. She needed more than this. She needed to forget and he damn well was going to give her that.

Chad lowered himself to her peaches and cream thighs and let his hands travel over her heated flesh. Everything about her was softness to his hardness. He marveled at the feel of her; at how incredible she looked spread out for him.

For a minute, he thought of all the things he would do to her someday, but he made himself push those thoughts from his mind. There would be no someday between them. He knew better than to hope for more than this one night with her.

In fact, Chad was pretty confident it wouldn’t even be one full night. As soon as she remembered Kyle, she’d be done. He had this moment. Nothing more.

Driving everything else from his mind, Chad trailed his tongue slowly over Jennie’s flush skin, the swollen nub that would bring her pleasure and help her lose herself. He almost groaned out loud at the sweet taste of her.

He closed his mouth over her clitoris and tugged gently as she pushed her hips up, seeking more. She was swollen and wet and responding instantly to every touch, every movement.

He slipped one, then two fingers inside of her, wanting to hear the sweet little moans she made as she quivered in his hands. Holding her hips still with one hand, he circled and licked, then sucked hard once again. Her orgasm ripped through her in waves, muscles pulsing and throbbing from her release.

She came fast and hard and Chad knew she needed a lot more. His hands roamed her body, stopping to play with the soft rounds of her breasts. He kissed the soft plane of her stomach, luxuriating in the feel of her as he waited for her to come down from her orgasm. Then, just as quickly, he let his fingers and his mouth settle on her as he sent her spiraling up again.

Her muscles clamped down on his fingers as she crested the wave of her second orgasm