Page 59 of The Billionaire Offer
I laughed. “Grand, but unnecessary. It really is a beautiful song. Soon, I won’t be the only one moved by it. I guarantee it.”
Winding her arms around my waist, she came back in and pressed a kiss to my chest, right over my heart. “If that happens, I’ll have you to thank for it. I’d never have gotten something like that written if you hadn’t asked me to come with you.”
“Well, if that’s the caliber of songs you’ve been writing while being all secretive about it, then you’ve had it in you all along. It’s not like I’ve been helping you.”
Her gaze rose to mine, and it looked like she wanted to say something but then she kissed me instead. While I was burning with curiosity to know what it was she hadn’t said, I kissed her back, figuring she could always say it later if she preferred to say it then.It was probably just something else about the song, anyway.
As always seemed to happen, the kiss quickly turned into something so much more. Before I even knew what was happening, I was rock hard and tearing at her clothes. She laughed into my mouth, obviously still high on the success of her first performance of the song, and she undressed me as fast as I undressed her.
While we kissed and got naked, I walked her back to the bed and pushed her down on it, groaning when she spread her legs and I saw how wet she was for me already. “Fuck, Serenity. What am I going to do with you? You’re killing me here.”
She batted her lashes innocently, a coy smile on her lips as she peered up at me from beneath her thick lashes. “What do you want to do with me? I’ve got a few ideas, but I wouldn’t want to kill you. We’re having too much fun together for that. Plus, I wouldn’t know how to dispose of a body in Hawaii.”
“Oh, well, if that’s the only reason…” I trailed off, hanging my head and pretending that I was about to turn around and walk away.
Something soft whacked me in the chest and bounced off, and laughter tore out of me when I realized it was a pillow. “Really? Are you trying to start a pillow fight with me right now?”
Melodic laughter came out of her, and when I looked back up at the bed, I found her kneeling, another pillow already grasped in her hands. “Well, no. I was just trying to get your attention, but I’m ready whenever you are.”
I grinned, but instead of grabbing a pillow, I tackled her gently back to the bed and tickled her sides, knowing that her ribs were an easy target whenever I wanted something from her. She squirmed underneath me, shrieking with laughter. I pinned her down and shamelessly exploited knowing what her weak spot was.
“Not the ribs!” she shrieked. “Not the ribs!”
“Sorry, not sorry.” I laughed with her as I dug in deeper and committed to my cause. “I’ll stop when you tell me about those ideas you had for what you wanted me to do with you.”
“This is not how I imagined this going,” she managed between fits of laughter and trying to free herself from underneath me.
I backed off with the tickling but kept her pinned underneath me. “How did you imagine this going?”
Her cheeks flushed a deep red, but she kept her eyes on mine. “I thought you’d be towering over me from the edge of the bed, getting me all hot while you touched yourself and made me tell you what I wanted.”
“Well, we could still do that, but this is more fun.” I tickled her again. “Sorry, I can’t resist when my hands are right there.”
She grabbed my wrists, laughing some more as she tried to push them off her ribs. I relented, moving them to her breasts instead. “Is this better?”
“So much,” she said, breathless from the laughter as she stared up at me. “That’s always going to be better.”
A thought sparked in my mind as I toyed with her nipples and watched her eyes glaze over with lust. “You know, we never figured out if you could come from this alone. Should we give it a try now?”
“Let’s,” she agreed, hips already rolling in time with my movements. Soon, her hands were in my hair. She was pulling at the strands as she squirmed and cried out in frustration. “God, I’m so close, but I just don’t think I’m going to get all the way there.”
I released her nipple from my mouth, taking in her flushed rosy cheeks and the faint sheen of sweat on her forehead. She hadn’t let go of my hair yet, and she was practically panting as she tried to tug me back to her chest.
Chuckling, I shook my head and planted a soft kiss on each of her breasts. “Nah, I’ll get back to those later. Let’s see if it works if we get you even closer.”
Before she protested more, I kissed a path down her body and sealed my lips over her clit, sucking as I teased my fingers along her entrance. She cried out again, and when she started tensing, I stopped again.
“Bart! No,” she objected, hips rocking as she shot a piercing glare at me. “What are you doing?”
“Playing.” I grinned, even though this was getting me as close as it was getting her. Careful not to get any friction whatsoever anywhere near my dick, I moved back up to her chest and continued my ministrations on her breasts.
Eventually, I switched back to her most private part, getting her close every time before I backed off again. It didn’t take much longer before she was cursing at me every time I did, but I knew she liked it this way. We’d talked about it, and besides, she also knew that I’d stop the second she told me to.
After a while, her eyes were wild and I was pretty sure mine were, too. My jaw was clenched and my muscles were so tense, it felt like they were about to go into spasm. “I’m honestly not sure how much more of this I can take.”
“So don’t take it anymore,” she whispered hoarsely. “I can’t take it anymore, either. The teasing was fun, but it’s time to stop.”
“Thank fuck for that,” I breathed, practically magicking a condom on with how fast I reached for one, opened it, and rolled it over my length.
