Page 64 of The Billionaire

My stomach flipped and I knew what he meant.

I was about to have my first time back there.

I gulped down a few butterflies and reached for another sip of Pinot and finished it swiftly. As the smooth liquid went down, I turned to look into his tantalizing brown eyes. His thick eye lashes. That dark line on his lower lash that I could swear was eyeliner. That face. His body. His soul. I sighed in absolute bliss at this pull.

Kyle could climb all over me and climb to the top of Mount Everest with me if he wanted to. I was in the palm of his delicious hand and there was no other place I wanted to be than with him there. With him now.

“You want to fuck me in the ass.” The words came out blunt.

“Well, since you said so.” He teased as he laughed a belly laugh, which I joined. My hair fell in my face and I tucked the tendrils behind my ears as I looked into those mischievous magical eyes of his.

My eyes searched his as I could have sworn he blushed.

“Yes, my dear. I do.”

Instantly three emotions surfaced like a giant tidal wave—nervousness, thrill and most of all, an incredible intense lust for the forbidden unknown I had yet to try.

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