Billionaire Protector (Billionaire Bikers MC #1)

“I could organize a chef.”

“It’s not what we had in mind.” Anna sighed. “I’m just not cut out to do this kind of thing on my own.”

He held his hand up, and moved toward his desk. His building was so high that he didn’t care about his nakedness. Walking back toward Anna, he took a seat, and handed her a portfolio. “Take a look.”

She opened it up, and he watched as she started to look through each picture.

“What is this?”

“It’s a recently built up housing estate. The company who built them doesn’t have the money to deal with all the interior designs. The moment I saw them, I thought about you.”

“Why?”

“You’ve been in my home, and I’ve noticed you’ve put quite a bit of character into it already. In your apartment with nothing to help, you turned it into a welcoming living space.”

“So?”

“So, it’s not something that always comes naturally. I want to hire you to see if my gut instinct is right.”

“You want to hire me as an interior designer. Wouldn’t this be a multi-million dollar contract?” she asked.

“It would.”

She shook her head, and handed him back the file. “No. You should hire someone with experience. An actual interior designer.”

“No.”

“It’s too much money, Russ. You need someone with experience and who can make sure you turn a profit.”

“If I sell these houses now, I’ll make a profit. I want you to do this for me. I don’t care about the cost. Show me what you’re capable of. If you don’t do it, I’m selling the estate to the highest bidder.”

“What will happen to it?” she asked.

“It will probably be demolished, or some swanky bachelor pads added.” Russ shrugged. “No biggie. I figured you’d like to do something creative rather than packing shelves.”

“I like packing shelves.”

She wanted to do it though. He saw the desire in her eyes.

“Do one house, and when you’re done, we’ll renegotiate.” She was going to do all of the houses, but he could give her a deal.

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been surer.”

“Is that a word?” Anna asked.

“Yep. If not, I’ll pay for it to be added to the dictionary.”

Anna rolled her eyes. He grabbed another strawberry and pressed it to her lips. “Open wide, and eat.”

She closed her eyes, biting into the strawberry.

“Does it taste good?” he asked.

“Yes. It tastes so sweet, and delicious.”

He captured her lips. “It tastes like you.”

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he held her in place as he deepened the kiss. Anna pushed the file away as he wrapped his hand around her waist, forcing her to straddle him. She released a little squeal, and chuckled as his hands cupped her hips.

“I hope you’re pregnant,” he said.

She jerked away a little. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes. I mean it. I want my baby to be inside you, Anna.” He found her entrance, and pulled her down onto his cock.

For the next hour he showed her exactly how much he wanted to fill her pussy, and gave her the kind of pleasure she’d never even thought about. Russ gave everything to her that he couldn’t actually put in words. He told her with his body that he was in love with her, that he would cherish her for the rest of his life.

Russ couldn’t bring himself to say those words, and even when they were getting dressed, he wanted to reach out and touch her. He held back.

Once they were dressed, Anna ran her hands up his chest. “That was the best lunch I ever had,” she said.

He held the large file out to her. “Take a look at this, and when I get home, you can tell me your thoughts.”

She hesitated, but with a sigh, she finally took it. “I may suck at this.”

“I’ll spank your ass when we got home.”

Anna groaned.

“Take your time, look over it, and write down what you want.” He cupped her cheeks, pressing a kiss to her lips. “Come on. I’ll walk you out.”

He took hold of her hand, and together they made their way down to main floor. Some of the stragglers were making their way into the building, but he didn’t need everyone to see, just a couple of people. Once they were at the door, right near the reception desk, he paused so that everyone could see them together.

“That’s Mr. Wyatt.”

“Oh my God, that’s the woman I was telling you about.”

“I’ll see you tonight, baby.” Sinking his fingers into her hair, he slammed his lips down on hers, claiming her in front of everyone.