Page 211 of The Billionaire's Obsession: Florida

“He doesn’t seem like the type to do anything like that,” Asha answered, stunned that a conservative man like Travis had a dangerous hobby.

“One of his few quirks,” Kade answered jokingly. “You ready? We aren’t doing anything crazy. And if you get scared, just tell me.” He pulled the bike onto the track and started to pick up speed.

“Okay,” Asha agreed, her heart accelerating with the motorcycle. The track was composed of long straightaways where Kade accelerated quickly and had them flying down the linear areas, and slowing down for the corners. Nevertheless, Asha was laughing with pure delight as he sped down the track, making her feel like she was flying.

“Scared?” Kade asked as he slowed for a corner.

“No. I trust you,” she admitted in a breathless voice.

“Fuck! You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that,” Kade answered in a graveled, serious voice.

“Can we go faster?” Asha begged.

“No. Neither one of us is dressed appropriately and this bike isn’t meant for racing, my fearless woman. I think you need a trip to Disneyworld. You’d love it,” Kade remarked as he slowed, bringing the bike to a stop on the side of the track.

“I’ve never been to any amusement park,” Asha confirmed, trying to finger comb her hair below the helmet into some semblance of order.

“Why am Inotsurprised,” Kade grumbled unhappily.

Asha got off first, Kade steadying the bike as she dismounted. He removed his helmet and then removed hers, stowing all the gear, including his leather jacket, in the saddlebags. “We can grab something to drink. Travis keeps his fridge stocked here.”

“Kade?”

He took her hand and guided her toward what appeared to be garages. “Yeah?”

“Thank you for this. That was wonderful,” she told him genuinely. “It was one of the best things I’ve ever done. One of the few things.”

“Do I want to know about the others?” Kade asked, stopping at the door of the building.

“I can only think of one thing that felt more incredible.” Asha grinned at him. “And I experienced that with you, too.”

“That so?” he asked dangerously, pinning her against the door with his body.

Asha wrapped her arms around his neck, desperately needing to feel Kade skin-to-skin with her. “Yes.” She looked up into his smoldering blue eyes and her heart skittered. He looked tense, the dark circles under his eyes more pronounced, and she wanted to sooth him, comfort him, make him lose himself in something other than the negative emotions he’d been experiencing for the last few months. In that moment, she hated what she’d had to do to get herself together. It was obvious that Kade cared. He might not love her, but he definitely stressed over her, worried about her. And she’d caused him pain.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you,” she told him gently, smoothing the circles under his eyes and the lines of tension on his face. “I didn’t mean to.” Her hand slid down his chest, over his ripped abs and finally stroked over his jeans, caressing the sizeable erection trying to burst through the seams of the denim. “You’re so hard.”

“Fuck!” Kade captured her roaming hand in his own and went into the garage, tugging her behind him. “I need that drink to cool off. Don’t start something I can’t finish,” he rumbled in an ominous tone.

They moved past several vehicles and ended up in an office that Asha assumed belonged to Travis. “I’ll finish it,” Asha told him quietly, feeling awkward to actually be sexually aggressive, but she wanted to be. She wanted to do things with Kade that she never wanted with any other man. Although she loved Kade’s passionate alpha male sexuality, she longed to please him.

And she was beyond ready to spread her wings a little and try.

Kade gulped hard, trying to swallow a lump in his throat that felt like it was the size of a small boulder. A look somewhere between desire and determination was radiating from her expression, and he knew she had something in mind, something that would probably turn him inside out and upside down…again.

Glancing around the office, he noted that there wasn’t much here. There was a tattered couch, a desk and chair, and the fridge. The carpet looked anything but clean, smudges of grease from the garage dotting various areas of the floor. “I’m not taking you here,” Kade told Asha roughly. “It’s not clean.”

Asha gave him a sultry smile and unbuttoned the top button of his jeans. “No problem. I plan to get…dirty.”

“Asha, I—”

“Please let me,” Asha said in a vulnerable voice. “I’ve never tried seducing a man before, and I’ve never tasted you, but I want to. I was never brave enough before.”

Holy fuck!Kade nearly spent himself in his jeans as Asha slowly lowered his zipper and traced her fingers over his cock through the silken material of his boxers. Everything inside him wanted to strip her and bury himself inside her, but he didn’t. This was a moment he wanted to savor, his little butterfly trusting him, trying to break away from her cocoon. Kade promised himself he wouldn’t move, wouldn’t spoil the moment. But Christ, it was going to be hard, and he wasn’t sure how muchharderit could get before he lost it. “Take control, Asha,” he told her, nearly choking as her fingers inexpertly fumbled with the cock she’d just liberated from his jeans and boxers.

“I want to please you,” she whispered, uncertainty making her voice tremble.

She pleased him just by existing, so having her hands on him was ecstasy. He reached down and covered her hand with his, showing her how to stroke him. “Kiss me,” he demanded, unable to go another minute without somehow being inside her.

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