Page 58 of The Heiress's First Date

I relax back against the pillows, gloriously spent.

“Couldn’t agree more.” I feel so light and almost... giddy. There’s no other word for it.

He withdraws his fingers and licks them clean, all while staring deep into my eyes.

“Happy?” he asks, pushing up to settle by my side. He splays a hand over my heart, and I know he can feel the rapid thump-thump-thump because it’s still racing from my orgasm.

I nod and hum a yes, reaching for him. All that tanned skin and dusting of black hair makes me want to touch.

Propped up on an elbow, he glances down the length of me. I slide a hand up his chest and cup his cheek, pulling his lips to mine. I swipe my tongue across his lower lip, tasting myself. So tangy and delectably naughty. A groan rumbles from his chest, and he pulls me tight to him. This is exactly where I want to be.

“Mine,” he says against my lips.

“Yours.”

He tips his forehead against mine. “You make me want to forget about the company and just run away with you.”

“That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said.”

“Sweeter than I’m in love with you?” Who knew Alexander Hunt had a romantic side? I didn’t, but I’m swooning.

“Okay, that was sweeter.”

He smiles, and my heart soars.

“Something you want to tell me?” he asks, wanting me to reciprocate. His tone is almost playful but still delightfully growly.

“Mmm huh,” I tease, sounding innocent.

“I’m waiting.” His fingers flex into my hip.

Lightness bubbles through me, and I smirk at him. I want to bask in all of my feelings, of course. But there’s something truly special about teasing this giant, protective bear of a man.

I walk my fingers up his chest and press a kiss to his jaw. I shouldn’t let him wait any longer.

“Do you want to hear me say I want you to forget about your company and run away with me? Because I do. Despite what the citizens might think, New York isn’t the only city in the world. What do you say we turn off our phones and get lost in Europe?”

“Beauty—” He growls the endearment.

“Or were you waiting to hear that I’m crazy about you? That my heart paused when I saw your paddle in the air and kickstarted when you found me on the sidewalk mid-panic attack. That this week has been one of the best of my life and I want to repeat it over and over?”

“All of it?”

“I mean, there are parts I could do without.”

“Which ones?”

I love how curious he is and how he wants the details. “The media. Being on stage. My mother. Tyler.”

He hums and slides a hand into my hair, pulling my head back gently. My body immediately softens. “Yeah, I could do without those.”

“Anything in particular you’d like to repeat?” I ask.Tell me what makes you tick.

“Everything else.”

My eyes go wide. Everything? Really? Interesting.

Very interesting.

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