Page 75 of Billionaire Romantic
Colton, as always, is the life of the party. He satellites around Lila, touching her, smoothing her hair, kissing her and generally being so in love with her it’s wildly entertaining to watch. The two of them banter constantly and have everyone laughing. They tell me the story of how they met at a party and he insisted on driving her to her friend’s wedding in L.A. in a fancy tour bus, and then they ended up getting married (and pregnant) in Vegas.
I’m also amazed to learn that Ivy is IvyLaine. She’s one of my favorite musicians. She hugs me when I tell her I love her musicand have been listening to her new album on repeat. She’s so humble and beautiful it’s impossible not to love her.
Alexander watches Ivy like a man obsessed. Ivy is also pregnant, and a little further along than Lila. The two of them tell me the story of how they met on a fake date and Alexander is so honest and funny about how fast he fell for her it makes me smile.
Dusty is outgoing and easy to get to know, and Cash is a very different person to the intimidating boardroom shark when he’s around her. He’s relaxed and so smitten, his humility shines through. It turns out to be impossible not to love him for it.
And Noah is…mine. I’ve given up trying to analyze it. When you know, you know, and sometimes that’s enough.
After we’ve finished eating dinner, he pulls me onto his lap. His strong arms hold me and I lean in to him, breathing in his minty, woodsy scent that’s become so familiar. “You okay, Irish?” he murmurs.
“Very okay. Are you?”
He slowly shakes his head.
I touch my fingers to his stubbled jaw. “Why not?”
He whispers in my ear as the others laugh at something one of them said. “You’re so beautiful my heart hurts.”
I haven’t said the words in a very long time. They were locked away until Noah broke my heart wide open. I lean close to him and whisper back, “I love you.”
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Later,after Noah’s family leaves, he carries me upstairs. His bedroom is absolutely palatial, and very minimalistic. A tinted glass wall opens out onto another large balcony. The only piece of furniture in the room is a massive bed.
He lays me onto it, crouching over me, laying himself onto me but holding his weight.
My hands cup his face. “I love your family.”
“They love you. And I love you more.”
My connection to Noah Maddox has wrapped itself around me and become one with my life on so many levels and in such a short amount of time, I don’t know how to feel, except very, very in love with him. “I love you too, Noah.”
“Lucky?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s fast, I know that. I can’t slow it down and I don’t want to. I’m in love with you. I’m in love with the fire in your eyes and your spunky sweetness. I’m in love with your crazy beauty and the way you felt like mine from the first second I laid eyes on you.BeforeI even laid eyes on you. I think I loved you the first time I saw your picture on that app. I don’t want to rush you, butI’m going to buy you the ring of your wildest dreams and then I’m going to ask you to marry me. When you’re ready.”
I never did manage to get the bracelet he gave me to unclasp. It fits perfectly and seems to want to live right where it is. “I’ll probably say yes. When I’m ready.”
“Maybe next weekend.”
We laugh because it’s so unlikely but it feels so achingly right. “I mighthaveto marry you if I don’t start googling soon.”
He gazes down at me so tenderly I fall fall fall. “What are you going to google? Magical baby?”
The words do something to us both. My logical mind iszeromatch for the rush of lust and need that courses through my veins. Noah kisses me as hishuge, thick hardness presses against the soft wetness of my pussy through the thin layer of my dress.
We’re obviously rushing everything. We have from the very beginning. But when something feels this good andthissure of itself, the most beautiful of choices make themselves.
Noah unties my wrap dress and takes off my bra and my panties. He kisses my breasts, nuzzling my nipples, sucking on one, then the other until I’m moaning.
He kisses his way down my stomach, pinning my legs wide. His mouth latches onto me, licking into me, feasting on me like he’s addicted.“You’re the sweetest thing, my Lucky Irish. You’re mine.”
My fingers weave into the thick silk of his hair as I give myself to him fully. He sucks on my clit until I’m shattering in tight, clenching bursts as I cry his name.
When the ripples begin to calm, he climbs up my body and uses the wetness to ease his massive cock’s entry, driving deep inside me, forcing me to take all of him. He feels like hot, thick magic, stretching me, pressing and rubbing, driving into me with possessive strokes that give me no choice but to take all ofhim. I wrap my arms and my legs around him as he whispers sweet words to me.I love how you feel. You’re the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to me.
