Page 69 of Billionaire’s Promise

When I found out about Lincoln’s mission to find Chloe – the presumed dead girl – simply because of one memorable night he had with her, I thought it was the most laughable thing I had ever heard. But when he found her, and risked everything including his life for her, and she finally loved him back… it made me believe in love again.

Me, believing in love. Who would have thought?

“Yeah, you have always treated me like your little sister, right? You told Lincoln you needed to step up for him and play the big brother role. He told me.” June teased me mercilessly.

That was true. I said those words. Mostly to make my feelings for her go away. To make me feel wrong for having feelings for my sister. But my mind couldn’t be fooled. It knew that she wasn’t my sister.

For years, I had treated and protected her like my own sister. But I’d always wanted more with her.

I leaned into her again, putting more of my weight on the chair arms this time, not giving her another chance to push back.

“Does a brother do this?” I pressed another kiss on her. I groaned as she opened her mouth, letting me explore her with my tongue.

“No.” She mumbled, and her tongue was now in my mouth as hungry as mine.

I pulled my mouth away and her face followed mine for more. She sealed her lips tight, pouting as I pulled further away.

“And can your brother do this?” I pulled her neck closer and inhaled her scent. She smelled intoxicating. I trailed my hand down her body as her legs uncrossed, welcoming my next move.

I continued drawing my hands up her skintight skirt and found nothing but her wet center.

I couldn’t believe it. She really did have a habit of not wearing underwear.

I checked her face, and she raised an eyebrow with one corner of her mouth.

“You naughty girl. You do this all the time?” I scolded, feeling a little angry. With her going commando under the skintight clothing, it left nothing to the imagination. Any guy could see what was mine. And mine only.

“Isn’t it better than showing pantie lines?” She challenged me. And I wasn’t sure how I felt about it.

“I don’t want other men smelling your scent.”

She rolled her eyes, “That’s crazy talk. No one can smell me.”

“I can. And it drives me crazy.” I wasn’t lying. She wore a perfume that I wasn’t unfamiliar with. It was a very popular perfume made by Vera Wang. But it smelled different on her. The mix of the perfume with her own scent was enough to make me want to jerk off.

“I don’t want other men smelling you.” I repeated my words, this time with a sterner voice.

“How does wearing a thin piece of fabric help mask the scent?” She was getting bold with her teasing.

“It’s better than nothing.” I nipped at her earlobe, “and I should spank you for talking back at me.”

She made a soft noise that I wasn’t expecting. It sounded almost like a moan causing my dick to throb in my jeans.

She reached for my belt buckle and whispered in my ears. “What are you doing tonight?”

I nearly moaned as she tugged at my belt, her cold soft hand caressing my hard abs.

“I – nothing,” I stopped having plans after I found out that Mack was released and could be heading her way. “I’ve reserved all my evenings for you.”

That was as much as I could say to her right now without worrying her about her own safety.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” Lucy stood in front of the door, having opened the door without knocking.

“I, uh, I should, I should. Um, Jenny wants to go shopping. Just letting you know that we’re leaving.” Lucy blurted out the words.

With Lucy still standing there, I adjusted myself, trying to hide the boner in my pants and stood up as straight as possible.

“Good to know.” I meant that, it was a good sign that Jenny wanted to go shopping.