Dropping The Ball - A New Year’s Billionaire Romance - Weston Parker Page 0,93

angels sing. I swore I heard the heavenly chorus before I came back down.

As soon as my back hit the mattress, he buried his face between my legs and had me close to another climax before I remembered my promise to myself. Hooking my leg around, I managed to maneuver enough that he understood what I was trying to do.

He groaned and bit out a curse against me before angling his body the way I needed him. I forced my eyes open despite the euphoric pleasure already threatening to cascade again, and focused on him to keep myself from flying over the edge.

There was wetness on his tip, and when I wrapped my fist around his shaft, he felt as hot as lava and as hard as the volcano it came from. Taking him into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around his crown and nearly combusted at the sexy moans spilling from his lips and vibrating right into me.

I was dangling right on the edge of that cliff, and he pushed me over it when he swelled against my tongue. Knowing he was that close while his magical mouth was on me did it. I let go, and he was inside me just as soon as I stopped clenching around his fingers.

Moving at a pace that said he was one false move away from losing it, he brought his mouth back to mine and kissed me while shoving his hands into my hair. I met him at every thrust, loving the way his body pushed me into the mattress and feeling those powerful muscles quivering against me.

“Stop holding back, baby,” I whispered between his fervent kisses. “That’s our motto for the day, right?”

I kept my eyes open long enough to see his brow furrowing in concentration before a soft sound came from the back of his throat. His thrusts became staccato and his body tensed. “Rylee. Baby. Fuck. I can’t…”

The words were just about whispered but I heard them as clearly as if he’d shouted them from the rooftops. I held on to him when he found his release, loving every second of knowing that he hadn’t held anything back from me.

“I hate to say this,” Carter said after we’d caught our breath. He was lying flat on his back with his bicep curled and his hand behind his head. “But we should go back to your place.”

I cuddled deeper into his side, listening to his heart beating under my ear and appreciating the deep rumble of his voice in his chest when he spoke. It took me a few seconds to snap out of my trance and absorb what he’d said. “Why? Can’t we just sleep here tonight? It’s probably starting to get late.”

“There’s not enough security here. Anyone could’ve followed us from that center, and since my name and face are out there now, it wouldn’t be a stretch for someone to come looking for you here.”

Damn it. I was so darn comfortable, and my limbs still felt weak, but I knew he was right. Plus, if I wanted to keep him as my bodyguard, I knew I had to let him do his job. “Five more minutes?”

“Three.” He sat up slowly, careful to wait for me to slide off his glorious body before turning to throw his legs over the side of the bed. “I’ll get dressed and get your clothes from the kitchen.”

“What about Max?” I asked, suddenly realizing I hadn’t seen him since we’d gotten here.

Carter smirked and smacked the side of my ass. “Are you really thinking about my dog right now?”

“I’ve missed him,” I said, pulling up the shoulder not on the mattress. “Why? Can’t handle the competition that there’s another guy who’s crawled into my heart right along with you?”

He groaned, dipping his head down and letting it hang between his shoulders while he shook it. “I can’t even believe I’m about to say this, but no. I don’t like that there’s another guy in there.”

“Jealous much?” I teased.

“When it comes to you? You ain’t seen nothing yet.” A soft chuckle came from him.

God, I love that sound so much I wish I could bottle it.

Despite the orgasms I’d just had, my gaze followed his tight ass when he got up and walked out of the room. My teeth sank into my lip, and I wondered if it was normal to get turned on again just by watching a naked, tattooed man with a great ass walking away after just having