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This is probably going to be the last card I write to you, because when you find out what I’ve done, with Jesse’s assistance, one of two things is going to happen. You’re either going to give me a chance to explain and make things right between us or destroy me. Metaphorically, of course.

I’m going to come clean and say I don’t need your professional services. I need your personal ones. I need a chance to hold your undivided attention away from distractions and interruptions. What better way than on an eight-hour flight to Costa Rica?

I’ve been a patient man, and I’ve had years to think about all the ways I could have handled things differently the last fourteen years. I want you to know, my biggest regret has been missing out on the life we could have had together.

But at the same time, I don’t think either of us was ready for it. You needed to explore the world, and I needed to find out who I was. And what I’ve figured out is I’m nothing without you. A hollow shell of a man without real love or purpose.

There is a thin line between love and hate, and I hope you’ll allow me to erase it between us. Because hating you is the last thing I’ll ever do.

I love you,

Greer

I pressed the card to my heart and looked up. My life had taken on a new direction in seven days. It might have taken us fourteen years to get here, but we were here now, and that’s all that mattered.

I tucked that card into the box and closed the lid. Standing, I picked it up and headed off to find my husband, the man of my dreams, and the love of my life. Nothing was going to get in our way, and I would love him until the day I died.

CHAPTER 37

GREER

If I’d known pouring my heart out to Austin on paper would have made him this hot for me, I would have mailed them years ago. The biggest part of me thought he’d never accept my apology, and all those feelings would have been only cathartic for me. But I’d never been so happy to be wrong in my life.

In the two days since he’d started reading them, we’d had sex all over the penthouse. The shower, the kitchen, on the terrace by the fire, on the sofa in the living room, and now in the soaking tub overlooking the city. And I was not complaining.

“This might not be a good idea,” Austin groaned. “What if the police show up?”

I grinned to myself, then leaned into him to change my angle of entry. “You love danger. And you lost the bet.”

My husband let out a low guttural groan as I turned on the massager. It took a bit before he could speak. “But my dick pressed against the glass for the neighbors to see isn’t a good look.”

“Our neighbors are fowl,” I laughed, then bit his shoulder, making him hiss. “Looks good to me. But it feels...amazing! Right? The contrast of your hot body pressed against the cool glass. And your cock making a mess all over the window for everyone to see. Daddy might have to punish you.”

Austin let out a laugh that shook both of us. “Too far, Rowan. That’s not working for me.”

“What?” I feigned innocence, twisting the toy a little to work him up. “You don’t like my dirty talk?” I increased the speed another notch before nestling my shaft against his taint. I’d learned slow rubbing jabs of my cock against his sensitive skin brought him closer to the edge quicker than anything.

“Love it, but not that word,” he moaned. “Gonna... cum.”

Time to back off. I pulled out the toy and dropped into the warm water pooling around our calves. Reaching for the lube, I angled it at his hole and slicked him up before using the head of my cock to rub it in.

“You are such a fucking tease. Just do it already.”

Leaning in, I kissed his shoulder, then wrapped my left arm around him. This was the point in our play where it began to take on a different meaning. This was when we transitioned from a primal desire to fuck to the passion to make love. All it took was placing my ring-clad left hand over his heart.

Austin sighed and clasped his left hand over mine.

“I love you,” I whispered before entering him in one fluid motion.

“And I love you,” he replied as his head tipped back onto my shoulder. As he rocked his hips back onto me, we quickly found the rhythm we enjoyed.

Shifting just enough to the left, I kissed him. Long, slow strokes of my tongue along his tethered us to a moment of intense feelings and love that I’ve never felt for anyone but him. And when he was close, I reached around and stoked him to climax as he painted the window with his release.

The sounds he made deep in his chest sent shivers down my spine and made my legs weak as my love for him reached a climax. It was all I could do to keep my mouth on his, but I refused to lose the connection.

As we came down from the highest of highs, I held his back to my chest as we gazed out over Portland through the cum covered window.

“Think the police will show up after that display of passion?”

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