Beauty and the Billionaire Bachelors

She whimpered. “Now?”

He shook his head. “Not yet.”

She sought his lips again, throwing her arms around his neck. His hand roamed over her back, trailing between her legs. He grinned. She wasn’t wearing her panties.

He gripped her hips, hoisting her around his waist. Cole didn’t wait, he pushed her onto his cock. Abby reared back, sinking onto him.

“Oh shit,” she hissed. “You’re so big, Cole.”

He knew she was probably sore after last night, but he needed to be inside her. She felt fucking incredible how she gripped his dick with her strong pussy walls.

“Oh yeah.” His fingers dug into her waist.

She held his shoulders, gripping so she didn’t slide from his hips. He pumped into her. Only two more thrusts and he felt his spine tighten with an explosive pinch before he erupted inside her. He slammed his hand against the wall, fucking her with all the strength he had left.

Her lips were soft and sweet on his mouth. She panted as he brought her feet to the floor.

“I feel drunk,” she murmured, falling into the wall.

Cole leaned against the opposite side of the closet. He closed his eyes. “Fuck, baby. I’ve never had such a high. The press conference and now this.”

She laughed. “Maybe it’s a good thing we’re leaving Vegas tomorrow.”

He pulled his pants to his waist and fastened his belt.

“I have everything I came here to get,” he admitted.

Her eyes rose to his. “Did you come here to get me?”

“Abby.” He brushed her bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. He felt his belly warm with a new fire for her. He knew he could take her again and again. It may never end how much he wanted to satisfy her. “I’ve wanted you since the day you were thrown in front of Deac and me. We both have. If it took this trip to help you see how much we were meant to be together, then I’m not ashamed to say yes. I came here to get you. I came here to win you over every possible way I could. With lingerie. With champagne. With complete adoration.” He pushed his thumb to her lips as her tongue flicked over it.

He groaned. “What matters is we’re going home with you.”

She nodded. “You are.”

He pulled her into his arms. “That’s all I wanted to hear.”

28

Deacon

He pulled a clean shirt from the closet. He remembered Abby mention she liked how he looked in crisp white. He threw it on, realizing he had never once cared how he dressed for a woman.

Cole had agreed to push back the flight so Deacon could take Abby to the Bellagio exhibit. It was a date. Not something he was known for doing for a woman. The last time he tried to impress a girl was in high school. And yes, this was backward. He had already fucked her.

He didn’t care. He was ready to show her there were more sides of him. They both had a love for art. It was something they shared. And today he had a special surprise for her.

He walked out of his suite. Cole was on the couch with his laptop.

“We’re headed out, man,” he reported.

Cole looked up for a second. “Ok. I’ll have the valet take everything to the lobby and get the bags to the jet. Take your time at the exhibit. I have work to do.”

“Any word on Soar?” he asked. Last night they had spent their time in Abby’s bed, fucking each other senseless. He hadn’t read yesterday’s headlines.

“It’s all good. We have five million in donations.”

Deacon’s eyes widened. “Fuck. That’s insane.”