Going Down Easy (Billionaire Bad Boys 1)

“Again,” he muttered, entranced by the sight.

She bit down on her lower lip and pushed herself up, revealing his long length before she dropped down on him once more. “Oh God, I’m close.”

Her words took him by surprise, inflaming his need even more. “Then come,” he ordered.

At his command, she clenched her thighs tighter and pitched forward, her pubic bone hitting his. She cried out, the beginning of her orgasm crashing over her, and she rocked harder, grasping his wrist, holding on as she rode out the waves. He watched her, a vision as her breasts bounced and her body trembled, all for him.

“Kade!” His name on her lips triggered his release, and he came harder than ever, his entire body overcome by swells of ecstasy the likes of which he’d never known.

* * *

Lexie sat in bed with Kade, eating freshly delivered pizza right out of the box. For a man who liked his desk immaculate and his closet hangers just so, she was surprised he didn’t mind the crumbs in his bed. She was equally surprised by how at ease she felt with him after. He’d helped her off him, accompanied her to the bathroom to clean up, where they’d ended up sharing a fast shower, quick only because their stomachs were growling from the lack of sustenance all evening.

He’d lent her a tee shirt, declined her offer to leave, which she had to admit set her heart fluttering again. As if the amazing orgasms he’d given her in the car and in his bed, weren’t enough to have her smiling wide.

“I love cheesy pizza,” she said, placing the crust down and wiping her fingers on a napkin. The garlicky scent smelled like heaven to her.

“Me too.” He grabbed a napkin of his own.

She glanced over. His hair was a mess, but he was the sexiest thing she’d ever laid eyes on. “You know, I’m surprised you don’t mind … the mess.” She gestured to the box and balled up napkins.

He stilled.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

“No. I need to explain.” He threw all the garbage into the box and placed the cardboard onto the floor before turning back to her. “Where do I begin?”

She curled her legs beneath her and clasped his hand in hers. “Wherever you’re comfortable. I’m listening.”

He ducked his head, not meeting her gaze as he began to speak. “I wasn’t the easiest child, and I mean that seriously as well as literally.”

“Geniuses rarely are,” she said, hoping to lighten the moment.

His mouth lifted, and she caught sight of the dimple she thought was so hot.

“The thing is, my mother didn’t think I was smart. She didn’t think I was anything but an annoyance she didn’t want to deal with.”

She gasped, unable to hold back her horrified reaction.

A muscle worked in his jaw as he spoke, and suddenly she hated a woman she’d never even met.

“It’s okay. I’ve accepted it.” His laugh was harsh. “Anyway, you saw the picture of my brother, right?”

“Yeah.” She held her breath, grateful for the information he’d chosen to share.

“Jeffrey. He’s younger than me, and he was so much easier. Your golden child.”

“There’s no such thing,” she said softly, still holding his hand in hers.

“Tell that to her.” His body jerked inadvertently. “Apparently I came into the world with colic, and it went downhill from there.” He breathed more heavily now, the admission obviously painful. “I had problems in school, difficulties making friends, trouble concentrating, and then there’s anxiety. None of which was diagnosed back then. So she constantly told me I was a pain in the ass, that she wished I was more like my brother, and in the end, she chose Jeffrey.”

Lexie narrowed her gaze. “How so?”

“My parents divorced … and my loving mother took my brother and moved to England, never to be heard from again.”

“Oh, Kade.” No wonder he’d reacted so strongly when he’d found her with the photo.

“You know the strange thing? I never resented Jeffrey. Not once. I looked up to him.”