My Brother's Billionaire Best Friend - Max Monroe Page 0,102
And I see us going to bed together at night. I want and need you to move in with me.”
If my heart grew any bigger inside my chest, it might start cracking ribs.
“I’m in love with you too,” I whisper, and emotion starts to clog my throat. “And I want that future too.”
Literally the future I’ve always dreamed of…
“Well then, what are we waiting for?” he questions and leans forward to kiss my lips softly. “Let’s start our future right now. Tonight.”
“Wait…does this mean you’re finally going to deflower me?”
“No, kid.” His lips crest up into a giant fucking smile. “This means I’m going to marry you.”
He’s going to marry me? Holy wedding bells, I’m so in.
“You are?”
He nods. “I am.”
I tilt my head to the side, narrowing my eyes and using the opportunity to tease him a bit. “Don’t I get a say in this? It’s not the eighteenth century, you know,” I say and rub my nose against his. “Arranged marriages aren’t a thing anymore. Ole Bruce isn’t going to sell me off for some kind of bridal dowry. And I sure as shit don’t want to lose my virginity on my wedding night.”
He quirks a teasing brow. “Is that right?”
“That’s a certainty.”
“Well, then I guess we have some things to accomplish before I get down on one knee, huh?”
I snort. “You bet your tight ass, we do.”
He laughs the whole way toward the bedroom, and once we step inside the master, he tosses me onto the mattress. My ass bounces softly against the plush material, and Milo stares down at me like I’m his favorite fucking meal.
Oh, hell yes.
“Before I have my wicked way with you,” he says and takes off his T-shirt. “You’re moving in with me?”
“Yes.”
He grins and removes his jeans and boxer briefs.
Then it’s my turn to grin. I also lick my lips because…Milo’s cock is right there. Bared for my greedy eyes.
“And you’re going to deflower me,” I state.
“Uh-huh.” He crawls onto the bed, and I watch in rapt fascination as he removes my stilettos and my skirt and my panties.
By the time he starts to unbutton my blouse, my nipples are hard and I’m clenching my thighs.
“But not right now,” he adds, moving the rest of the way up my body.
Wait…what?
“Not right now?” I question. “What in the hell does that mean?”
He smirks and leans forward to suck one pert nipple into his mouth. I moan when he circles his tongue around it. Boy oh boy, can this man play me like I’m his own personal instrument.
He releases it with a soft pop and moves the rest of the way up my body until we’re completely skin-on-skin, our eyes locked and our lips just inches from each other. “It means soon. But not right now.”
I frown. I can’t help it. I’m ready for the deflowering.
Milo, put your P in my V kind of all in.
“There’s no need to pout, kid. I can guarantee you’re going to love what’s in store for you.”
I start to ask him what that means, but by the time the words are on the tip of my tongue, Milo’s moved down my body until his face is between my now-spread thighs.
Oh. So, that’s what he means…
“Double pleasure?” he asks with a cheeky grin, and I roll my eyes.
“You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”
He shakes his head and reaches out to place one long lick against me.
Holy moly.
“But I’m sure you don’t mind since I’m planning on spending a lot of time down here. Taking my time. Tasting and savoring this perfect pussy.”
Well, who can get upset after that?
Not this girl.
“By all means, proceed.”
And he does. Milo pro-fucking-ceeds to give me all the damn pleasure I can handle.
Milo
After I played with Maybe all night, making her moan and tremble and come against my tongue and around my fingers, she fell into a deep sleep on our bed. Naked, a teeny smile on her lips, and her chest softly rising and falling as cute little snores escaped her nose. I watched for a good hour before I finally left her to sleep in peace and headed into my home office to finish up some work that was too important to let go another day.
And I’m not talking Fuse kind of work.
But something else. Something even more important.
Something that is one-hundred-percent related to that beautiful sleeping goddess in my bed.
Well, our bed, actually. Mine and Maybe’s.
As of tonight, I’ve convinced her to move in with me.