Page 192 of The Billionaire's Obsession: Florida

Asha struggled to breathe, the feel of his hot, taut, hard muscle beneath her making her heart stutter and rendering her completely breathless. Pushing back the curtain of hair that had tumbled down from its confining clip and into her face, she looked at him, shocked. His arm was still clamped around her waist, holding her prisoner on top of him. And his eyes were like pools of deep blue fire.

“I’m sorry. You don’t understand,” she said tremulously.

Kade removed the clip that was now hanging from her hair carefully and tossed it to the floor. “You can’t say shit like that and not expect me to respond,” Kade said huskily, spearing his fingers into her hair. “If you like the way I smell, handle the real thing,” he demanded. “Touch me, Asha, before I lose my mind. Fuck the clothes; I need your hands onmemore.”

It was a command she didn’t want to and couldn’t resist. Her trembling fingers started working the buttons on his shirt, desperate to find his warm, bare skin. She fumbled, unable to look away from his intent expression. Having him need her, if only for a little while, was intoxicating and potent. No man had ever looked at her the way Kade was, and her body was answering his beckoning pheromones, the need to have him inside her almost painful.

“I’m not sure how you want to be touched,” she said nervously, her fingers itching to feel his hot skin.

Kade groaned as she pulled his shirt open and tentatively placed her palms on his muscled chest. “It doesn’t matter. Any way you want.”

Asha moved to straddle his body and wriggled down further, her smoldering core cradling his engorged cock. His skin was fiery and smooth beneath her fingertips, and she feathered her hands over his chest, hesitantly at first, sighing at the feel of all his leashed strength and power beneath her.

Suddenly, it didn’t matter that she shouldn’t be doing this or that she was only here for a job. It might be a mistake to get too attached to Kade, but the fiery need that seethed between them couldn’t be denied any longer. Just once, Asha wanted to feel what it would be like to be needed, desired in the way she knew Kade wanted her.

“These are beautiful.” Her fingers stroked over the tattoo of a colorful phoenix rising from fire on the right side of his chest. After she finished tracing the fierce phoenix, she moved to the other side of his chest to stroke over the rendering of a dragon, predominantly black, but with red, orange, and dark blue intermingled in the scales. There was a fiery football gripped in his ragged teeth. “I suppose this one was a reminder to win your games?”

“The guys all called me ‘The Dragon’ because I always wore my lucky dragon shirt on game days,” he replied raggedly. “Some bastard stole it from the locker room, so I got a permanent tat because I didn’t have my shirt anymore.”

Asha moved her fingers back over the phoenix. It reminded her of her butterfly, only his creature was soaring with its wings fully spread, straight out of the fire licking at its long, feathered tail. “And this one?”

“Travis has it, too. We were together and drinking one night and decided to get it during the scandal of the death of our parents. It’s the only time I’ve actually seen Travis drunk. We swore we’d rise above being the crazy Harrison family.”

“You did,” Asha answered quietly, admiring Kade’s ferocity to overcome his past. It made her all the more determined to become independent and strong. Mia, Kade, and Travis might still have some remnants that haunted them from their childhood, but they’d all risen like the fiery phoenix on Kade’s chest.

Kade groaned as Asha started to move lower, tracing the happy trail of light hair that ran from his navel to the top of his pants. His body was sculpted so beautifully, and the tattoos just added to his masculine aura.

Fire licked at her entire body, demanding that she have this man, and she was tired of denying herself.

Her mind made up, she rolled to his side and pulled the tank top over her head. She was braless and it only took her a moment to wriggle out of her shorts and panties, dropping them to the floor. Finally, she turned to look at Kade, meeting his eyes with a courage she didn’t know she had. “I want you inside me. Will you do it?”

Kade gaped at her, his gaze skimming over her nude body before his eyes collided with hers. “You just got naked, andnowyou’re asking me that question?”

“Well…will you?” she asked, a little more uncomfortable now with her assumption that he would.

“Sweetheart, being inside you is the subject of most of my fantasies,” Kade answered hoarsely, rising to his feet by the side of the bed, his hungry eyes never leaving hers.

“Only most of them?” she asked nervously as he yanked off his shirt and let it fall on top of the growing pile of discarded clothing.

He shot her a wicked grin as he shed his pants. “It’s one of the highlights, but it’s not the only thing I’ve dreamed about doing.”

“What else is there?” Asha asked, confused, laying down on her back and parting her legs. “I’m ready,” she told him anxiously, her breath catching as Kade kicked off his boxers and stood next to the bed completely nude. “Oh, God. You’re hotter than I ever imagined,” she blurted out as her gaze caressed every sculpted muscle, every perfect curve of his body. Her pussy flooded with heat as she saw his enormous cock bouncing off rock-hard abs. “And you’re…big.”

He put one knee on the bed. “What are you doing?” he asked huskily.

“I said I was ready,” she answered, her body pulsating with need as she looked at him. “I’m ready for you to be inside me.”

“No you aren’t,” he answered in a slow drawl. “But you will be.”

“I’m ready,” she insisted, wondering what he was waiting for, and wishing he’d get on with it. She was beyond ready to be joined to him, and she’d never felt this need for any man before.

Kade let out a strangled sound, a cross between a groan and laugh, and pulled her up on her knees, one powerful arm around her waist. “You’re so innocent,” he growled, spearing his hands in her hair and pulling her upper body flush with his. “Baby, you don’t need to just assume the position and have it over with in moments.”

Asha trembled as his powerful body made complete contact with her smaller form, engulfing her in heat. “I’m not that innocent. I was married for seven years,” she huffed.

“Yeah. And I need you to forget whatever it is you did when you were married and just feel. Can you do that?” His hot mouth trailed down the sensitive skin at the side of her neck, making her shiver.

“Yes,” she whispered longingly. Obviously, there was so much more to learn about being with a man than she had discovered in her marriage. “Tell me what you want, Kade.” She wasn’t sure how to please him, but she wanted to so very much.

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