Page 51 of The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée
He's still hard, and all he can think of is sinking himself into her softness. Again and again.
His arousal throbs.
Not good.
He turns the force of the shower higher, wincing this time as the water pounds down on his head, his chest. Finally beating his desire into submission for now.
By the time he steps out, wrapping a towel around his waist, drying his hair with another, his head is clear.
Marginally.
When Sienna had pushed against him, asking him to release her, he'd almost growled with frustration, ready to take her right then. Hoping if he'd had her once it would be enough.
Who is he kidding?
The connection between them was deeper. He cares for her. Wants her. Wants her to want him too. If he ever thought a quick fuck was all it would take to shake his need for her, he knows now he's mistaken.
No, he wants to make love to her again and again. Drink of that heady exotic warmth that pulls at him. He wants to bury himself in her scent. That enticing vanilla and black coffee. So mysterious and seductive it drives him mad with desire to be near her. And not have her.
Fuck.
He's well and truly screwed.
Even as he thinks so, his phone buzzes.
Incoming Facetime call from Karina.
"Hey."
Karina's face appears on screen. Headpiece on, she's wearing a jacket and clearly on her way to a meeting.
"Hey, stranger, how's it going? I'm not checking up on you I promise. But the two boys were worried about you and Eric and didn't think it would be very macho if they said so. So I'm doing it instead."
Before Jace can protest that he and Eric are fine, thank you very much, she adds Damian and Arpad to the call.
"It's Karina who was worried about the two of you, I swear." Damian says, an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips. He's given up smoking but swears the unlit cigarette helps control his nicotine cravings.
"Yeah, we are here at her request." Arpad’s blue silk tie is visible against a crisp white shirt.
Hearing from his friends lifts Jace's spirits. "Last I saw, Eric was trying to get in the pants of the blonde by the poolside last night."
Laughter from the other three.
"And you, Jace?" Karina asks, the sound of her heels clapping against a hard surface in the background.
He touches his thumb to his forefinger in the universal sign indicating he was fine. "I'm enjoying family time and all."
A groan from Arpad, "Sounds as enjoyable as a visit to the dentist."
"Yeah. Sounds about right," Jace grimaces.
"Blood family, man. It's important to do what it takes to keep the ties. Just like with friends," Damian adds.
"For a rocker-dude, you do often make deep sense," Karina smiles in agreement. "You and Eric have your talk yet?" This to Jace.
When Jace hesitates, Karina adds, "Yeah, I told them. Of course, they'd already guessed that things are not as serene as you claim it to be."
"We're here to help both of you," Damian drawls.
