Page 244 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Summer wedding. Right. There isn’t going to be a summer wedding. Because Grandma was looking frail.”
“Was she?”
“Yes, very.” No, she wasn’t. She’d strolled in like a total boss with her fur coat and her insultingly hilarious comments.
He frowned.
“She told me it was her dying wish that we move the wedding up. All she wants in the whole world is for you to get married. And I don’t want to disappoint her.”
“She told you that?” He pulled his eyebrows together.
“Yes.”
He stared at me for a moment. And then he leaned back in his chair. “I know I mentioned her will to you. If this is a money thing...”
“Babe, please. No. I mean, of course I want what’s best for you. I know you want to be kept on the will. So I’m happy to move the date up. And even happier to sign a prenup.”
He straightened in his chair a bit.
I think I almost had him. “I’ll let you handle the specifics of that while I handle all the wedding details. You can even put the prenup in a binder if you want. I know how much you like that. Since I know so much about you and everything. Because I’m in love with you.”
“You’re in love with me?”
“Of course, silly.”
“Ash, I don’t know if this is a good idea...”
I leaned forward, silencing him with a kiss.
At first he didn’t kiss me back. But when I ran my tongue against his lips, he parted them. He reached up and buried his fingers in my hair. His kiss was gentle, but sure. The same way he’d kissed me in his bed.
I wasn’t sure if his dying grandmother or the binder filled with a prenup was enough to convince him to go through with this sham of a wedding. But I had a third plan. Men always wanted what they couldn’t have. And I wasn’t offering my body to him until our wedding night. Which meant I could tease him so hard. I started unbuttoning his pants.
“Ash...” he grabbed my wrist. “We’re in the office.”
“I know.” I shook my wrist free and unzipped his pants. “And I also know how much you love fooling around in the office. Because I know you so well.”
He looked down at me like he thought I was completely insane.
And maybe I was. “You have no idea how much I always fantasize about you taking me right on this desk.”
His Adam’s apple rose and then fell.
“Every night, my dreams are full of you.” They weren’t. They were full of Tanner.
It was starting to look like he believed me.
“I can’t wait until we’re married so we can make them all real. But right now, this is going to have to be enough to show you how much I want you all the time.” I pushed his dress pants and boxers down his hips. And I was so relieved to see that he was actually starting to get hard.
I wrapped my lips around his tip and looked up at him.
“Jesus.” He buried his fingers in my hair.
I smiled and went all the way down. I had him just where I wanted him. I went down again and he groaned. He didn’t fuck my face as hard as his brother had. But everything else about him was the same as his brother. His length. His thickness. The time it took for him to fill my mouth. Even his cum tasted like the exact same cookies that his brother’s did.
Awkward.
I wiped the corner of my mouth and sat back.
