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The Billionaire's Fake Girlfriend: Part 2 (The Billionaire Saga 2)

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“No.” My body arched against the chair and I closed my eyes. “Don’t stop.”

I bit my lip as I arched once more against him, but this time, his mouth came down to meet me, landing briefly on my lips before trailing down my neck. I stifled a little groan, pressing my face into his shoulder as I scratched my nails down his back.

“Typical,” he murmured against my collarbone. “I should have known you’d be a scratcher.”

I giggled and squirmed against his hand. “Just be glad I don’t have the rest of my tools.”

“Your tools, eh?” He glanced up with a grin, now kissing in a slow line down my stomach. “That sounds promising.”

I opened my mouth to reply, but he bit playfully at my hip bone and my voice cut off with a gasp. He smiled against my skin as his hands finally resurfaced and rested tentatively on the straps holding on the bottom of my bikini.

“These must come off this very instant,” he said softly.

My eyes snapped open, and I stared down at him, suddenly nervous to be out here in the open air. But one look at his heated eyes quelled any fears I had, and I nodded quickly.

The bottoms were off in a flash, thrown into the pool for good measure. I watched them sink slowly into the clear water before he parted my knees and started kissing up my inner thigh.

After that…I have trouble remembering.

“Oh my gosh—” I muffled my voice in my arm, scrunching my fingers through his hair.

From an international tycoon, master of everything, I should have expected nothing less. And yet, I was completely stunned as I lay there, struggling breathlessly to keep myself together.

“Relax,” he murmured softly, trailing a lick up to my belly button, “just let go.”

Apparently, keeping myself together was not part of Marcus’ plan.

“You taste so good,” he said.

He was desperate to give me pleasure, so I let go. I tilted my head back and my eyes fluttered closed. I moaned and squirmed in ecstasy, screaming in delight.

Pleasurable bliss.

Damn, he was good!

The warm, moist heat of his tongue brought me waves of pleasure. I arched again against the chair and moaned aloud.

“Wow!” I said. “I love the things you do with your tongue.”

His hands ran over my breasts. I moaned as he sucked my erect nipples. I felt his fingers tracing my curves and stomach. His erection stiffened, begging for my touch. I ran my hands across his chest and over the firmness of his shoulders, feeling every bulge from every muscle. His breathing grew rougher, and his heated touch sent flames throughout my body.

“I want you inside me. Right now. Please, Marcus. I need you. Desperately.”

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” he said in a husky voice.

“I know, baby. I want to make you feel good too.”

He started to kiss me, then whispered in my ear, “Let’s take this back to my room.”

“I can’t wait that long,” I said. “I need you right now.”

I started undoing his trunks. I wanted him inside me badly. I couldn’t wait another second. I’d gotten them halfway off his hips when a sudden gnarled voice rang out in the steamy silence.

“Marcus!”

With a sudden clumsiness that was most out of character, Marcus fell clean off the chair, landing on the cool tiling and struggling to pull up his trunks. A look of complete and utter mortification had abruptly transformed his features, giving a greenish tint to his glowing skin.

“Shit,” he hissed, tossing a towel over my waist. “It’s my grandma! Rebecca, I’m so sorry!”



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