Lauren (Silicon Valley Billionaires 1)

I threw my wide-brimmed hat on my chair and followed him down the beach.

We walked for a half-mile, our arms wrapped tightly around each other, until we reached a little cay. We were hidden from Hannah and Wes’s sight, and hopefully from the security guards. Gabe leaned me up against a tree and kissed me deeply, making my whole body burn. He teased the strap of my bikini top down and kissed my shoulder. “So beautiful,” he said. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

I looked up at him, my eyes swimming in his. “It wasn’t luck. You were persistent. Stubborn, even.” I grinned at him.

He grinned back. “You’re calling me stubborn?”

I pulled him to me. “Stop talking.”

He kissed me deeply. I lit up under his touch. He ran his hands reverently down my sides as I clung to him. Before I knew what was happening, he was out of his swim trunks, his erection against me. My gaze greedily raked over his glorious, naked body. His light tan accentuated every line of every muscle.

He took my bikini off and hung it on a low branch of a tree, then kissed me hotly. “Turn around and hold onto that.” He motioned to the tree. “Lean over.”

My breathing turned to panting. I immediately did what he said—not so much to be obedient, but in anticipation. I leaned over and spread my legs a little, my sex open and exposed before him.

He knelt down and licked me from behind, taking my already wet, throbbing nub in his mouth. His tongue plunged into my slit, making me cry out.

My hands gripped the tree. As my world began to spin, I noticed my knuckles were turning white.

I hoped we were far enough away from Hannah and Wes because I kept moaning in ecstasy as he lapped at me. I bucked against his mouth, but then he suddenly stopped, standing up behind me. “I need to be inside you.”

He grabbed my hips and then inched his cock inside me, filling me the way only he could.

I whimpered as he entered me, craving the fullness his body gave mine. He gathered my hair in one of his hands and wrapped it around his palm. Then he thrust into me, using my hair to pull me back against him.

“Oh fuck,” Gabe said. There was no other word for what we were doing. He was driving in deep, claiming my body.

Because he was mine, and I was his. And we belonged together. I’d been fighting it for so long, but my body had known from the beginning what my mind was running from. Gabe was my first, and as I’d promised him, he’d be my last.

I braced myself against the tree and felt him thrust all the way in me, loving me only the way he could. “I love you. So, so much.” I started to shatter around him, sooner than I

wanted, but my orgasm wouldn’t wait.

He gripped my hips and pumped himself into me as my body clenched around his cock, greedily keeping him deep inside me. The edges of my vision blurred, and I held on to the tree for dear life as my orgasm hit me hard. “Lauren!” he cried out as his orgasm chased mine. He shuddered against me, his hips rocking. I felt so full of him, so satisfied, that I almost cried. After we’d both stilled, he turned me around, pulled me up against his chest and held me as I trembled in the aftermath.

“I love you,” I said again, clinging to his warm, powerful body.

“I love you too, babe. I couldn’t live without you.” Gabe pulled me closer. “And now that you’ve moved in with me, I don’t have to.”

“It…scares me.” I swallowed hard. “Before, my life was just work. I’ve never wanted something like this before. A life. A normal life. With you.” It was ridiculously difficult for me to admit the full breadth of my feelings to him even though he’d told me—and shown me—over and over again that he felt the same way.

“Me either.” Gabe kissed my nose. “It’s nice to know I’m finally not alone.”

I smiled up at him, safe in his arms. “Me too.”

“See? You should listen to me more often. I knew we were meant to be together. I’m always right.”

“You’re not always right,” I protested.

“Face it. I’m usually right. I knew you were going to like flaunting yourself in that bikini in front of me, I knew you were going to like my push-button fireplaces, and I knew you were going to like my cock. A lot.”

I felt my face redden. Of course, he’d been right about all of it.

“Let’s go swimming.” He picked me up caveman-style and threw me over his shoulder, wading into the turquoise water, not waiting for me to say no.

Later that night, we lay together in bed, the stars visible from our window.

“When we get back home, we have another trip to take,” Gabe said.