Page 41 of The Billionaire


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My head snapped up at the sound of Austin’s voice.

“Uhh...” I said eloquently, trying to untangle my balls from the death hold the lycra had on my sack, while my exposed cock stood proud in the wind like it was ready for its close-up, Mr. DeMille.

If I thought my skin was heated before, it was nothing compared to this.

“Baby,” Austin called, trying and failing not to laugh at my predicament. “That looks painful. You need some help with that?”

Never had I ever been at a loss for words. But I’d also never been so mortified in all my life. All I wanted to do was take my boat oar and run. I needed to escape from his view, but I was on the wrong damn side of the pool.

The pool.

Grabbing my pole, I leaped into the pool. The boat rudder between my legs still refused to deflate, like the exhibitionist it was, even though it was still in the lycra’s death hold.

Diving under, I headed for the curtain of water that cascaded down from the infinity pool above. It was out of the view of my balcony, and maybe I could rectify this before Austin showed up down here.

Once I resurfaced near the falling curtain of water, I held on to the side while trying to right my swim briefs. One-handed and in full-blown panic mode, I struggled with the fabric from hell as it rolled up like a burrito.

The clock was ticking, and I knew he’d be down here soon.

“Fucking hell,” I muttered in desperation. I was making more noise, splashing around like a wounded bird, than the cascading water. Left with no other choice, I worked them completely off, hoping to unroll them in time to put them on before Austin appeared.

But today was not my day, apparently.

My beautiful, thirty-six-year-old, former Navy SEAL, and fellow IMC came into view in nothing but his pajama pants. My flailing slowed as I watched the grin take over his face when he saw me hiding.

“Whatcha doing over there?”

I shook my head rapidly. “Nothing. What are you doing?”

“Well,” he said as he slipped his fingers into the waistband of his sleep pants. “I think I’m going to need to perform a rescue mission.”

My pulse sped up and my breath caught as he dropped his pants to the concrete. He was gloriously naked, standing in front of me with his own boat oar. All the blood in my body headed to my own, leaving me unable to form words.

Austin dove into the pool and surfaced only seconds later in front of me. “Good morning.”

Words. I needed words. “Good morning.”

His grin was wicked, and I knew he was going to ask me a million questions about what I’d been doing. He ran his hand down my arm to where I fisted my wayward swim briefs.

“You look like you could use some assistance, Mr. Rowan.”

I swallowed and nodded. “It would appear I do. I’m going to email the manufacturer about their manufacturing process. If this could happen to me, it could happen to anyone.”

Austin nodded and smiled. “I definitely would. You can’t take a chance on them slipping down and getting hung up around your balls. In some of those waters we swim in, a fish might mistake it for...” He trailed off and looked down at my boat oar, bobbing below the surface, before finishing his rambling. “... an anaconda.”

I burst out laughing as Austin took the opportunity to rescue my briefs from my hand. He tossed the offending fabric behind him in the water. Reaching for my face, he wrapped a big hand around my neck and pulled me in for a sizzling kiss. As he moved closer, another item of concern entered my mind.

Pulling back, I looked him in the eyes. “You’re naked.”

He grinned. “I was starting to think you’d forgotten.” He inched closer, and my cock brushed his. My back arched and my head tipped back at the sensation. Need and desire flooded my bloodstream.

“Kiss me,” he growled, and I complied. As we made out in my pool, he pulled me closer, causing our erections to be pressed between us, side by side.

“Austin,” I moaned against his skin as I moved to create the friction we needed. My cock ached for release after being hard for almost twenty-four hours.

“I know, but don’t come. I want to explore your body upstairs in your shower. And you can explore mine.”

Anxiety crept up my spine, fighting with my desire. I had a choice to make. I could pull away, or I could let the man I loved teach me how to love him. Austin loosened his hold on me.

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