Page 49 of The Billionaire Offer
I’d been on the phone longer than I’d expected to be, which meant she might very well almost be done showering. The last thing I wanted was to make her uncomfortable if I walked into her bedroom while she was changing.
It would negate the whole reason for having gotten us a two-bedroom suite in the first place if I just barged in while she was naked. After Iceland, I’d thought it would be better to get a room that afforded us both a little privacy.
We might’ve slept together since, but—
My eyes went wide when I picked up the piece of paper and my train of thought stopped in its tracks. I was holding the list we’d made together of stuff we wanted to do in Egypt, but a new item had been added at the bottom.
When I saw what she’d written, my heart kicked into a higher gear and I started tearing off my clothes while still on the way to the bedrooms. The faint scent of her shampoo was coming from the one on the left and I vaguely heard the sound of water running, so I almost tripped over my own feet in my haste to get into it.
Kicking off my pants and underwear as I entered the bathroom, I opened the shower and groaned when I found her standing with her head tipped back, eyes closed as she rinsed some kind of creamy goo that I assumed was her conditioner out of her fiery hair.
With her hands brushing through the strands, her chest was pushed out and her nipples were hard little beads practically begging me to touch them. Her eyes opened when she heard the door shut, and a shy smile spread on her lips as her gaze met mine.
“You got my note?”
“I did.” I stepped underneath the spray with her, wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her to me, and lowered my head to speak against her lips. “It’s funny. I was kind of hoping that we could add that to our list but I didn’t want to be presumptuous.”
She giggled, blue eyes locked on mine as she looped her arms around my neck. “That was very sweet of you, but I’m pretty sure that train has left the station.”
“Oh, it has, has it?” I pressed a soft kiss to her mouth, then grinned against it. “That’s good to know. Here I was, thinking I was booking two bedrooms so we’d both have our privacy, and now you’re telling me we don’t need it?”
“We can have sleepovers,” she suggested playfully. “Besides, this way, we get to ask sexy questions like ‘your room or mine?’”
“That’s a sexy question?” I asked. “It might insinuate that there is sex to be had in whichever bedroom gets chosen, but I don’t think it’s necessarily a sexy question.”
She tilted her head, her eyes bright with laughter. “Yeah? What’s a sexy question, then?”
I pushed her hair back with my fingers and dragged my lips across her jaw to her ear, nipping the lobe before I whispered against her skin. “Can I go down on you now?”
Moaning softly, she nodded and moved back until she reached the wall. “You’re right. That is a sexy question. My answer to it is always going to be yes.”
“Always?” I caged her in, kissing her eyes and her nose, her chin and her neck on my way down. “What if I ask while we’re in the pyramids tomorrow?”
“If we can find someplace private so we don’t get arrested and spend the rest of our lives in an Egyptian prison for public indecency, then I’m in.”
I chuckled, lowering myself down on my knees and spreading her legs. I breathed her in, glancing up into her eyes before I got started. “For the record, even if I don’t ask, I’ll always be thinking about doing it. Anywhere, anytime, you can know for a fact that somewhere in my head, I’m plotting a way to get you naked.”
I moved my head forward and gave her a long lick. Gasping, she let her head fall back against the tiles and moaned. “Why do we even need to go out? Let’s just stay here and do it instead of just thinking about it or risking arrest.”
“Gladly,” I murmured against her, running my hands up and down her thighs before firmly gripping her hip to hold her in place. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to stop talking for a while.”
“Uh huh,” she hummed, her body straining toward me as I tucked in. Making sure to keep my one hand on her hip, I let the other come up to the apex of her thighs, then pushed a finger into her. I kept my mouth on her too, licking and sucking until I felt her starting to tremble.
She came apart for me soon after. Panting, she pulled me back up by my shoulders to kiss me deeply. I was so hard that my hips were rolling into her of their own accord, but what I needed was to get clean and get her to bed.
Without having to ask, she took her bottle of shower gel, squeezed a generous amount of it into the palm of her hand, and motioned for me to turn around. I did, groaning when she started lathering me up from head to toe.
“You’re a tease,” I murmured when she spent a few long seconds kneading my ass.
She chuckled. “It takes one to know one.”
“I haven’t made you wait at all yet, so I’m obviously either not a tease or just not a very good one.”
“That might be what you think, but it’s not true. It took you so long to join me, I thought you weren’t coming.”
“I’ll becomingsoon if you keep that up.” I groaned as her palms ran slowly over my torso, almost all the way to my cock before she’d bring them back up again. “The call took longer than I thought it would. I’d have ended it earlier if I’d known you were waiting.”
“Maybe, but you still made me wait,” she said. “Plus, you gave me those hungry bedroom eyes of yours. Correct me if I’m wrong, but you were thinking that you wanted to wash up and take me to bed, right?”
