Illusion (Billionaire in Disguise 2)

“For talking to me. For telling me what was bothering you when I asked. We both got blindsided by people we trusted. You were the only person I felt I could be honest with after that night in my office with Jacob. Thank you for giving me the same courtesy.”

I smiled and shook my head, feeling my pain medication finally kicking in.

“Do you think it’s odd?” I asked.

“Do I think what’s odd?”

“That the FBI’s still sniffing around after we flushed out John two months ago.”

“I figured they were still in town since Jacob hadn’t been caught yet. Weren’t the FBI and Interpol still working that?”

“Yeah,” I said as I felt a blanket cover me. “Just ... weird.”

“Not weird if they’re investigating,” he said. “Try not to overthink things right now. We’re in a good place. The case has been wrapped up. The company’s stabilized. All our projects are moving forward, and the investors are finally settling back to their original bids. You’re recuperating, and I get to see you every day.”

“Mhm,” I said sleepily. “Things are good.”

I felt Derek press a kiss to my lips as I lazily puckered mine to meet his.

“I love you, Sam. And I never want you to doubt yourself.”

I felt the smallest spark ignite in my gut as I fluttered my eyes open to meet his. I loved Derek’s eyes. They were bright with a light I’d never seen before. There was relief etched on his brow and a piece of happiness in his grin. I lifted my hand to cup his cheek, guiding his lips back to mine.

“Mmmm,” I said with a moan. “You taste good.”

“You’ve already taken your medication, Sam,” Derek said with a smile. “Time to close those eyes.”

“But what if I don’t want to?”

I tugged Derek down onto my body, my leg sliding out of the way. My dress fell open, and my legs captured his body in between them. I could feel the pain medication relaxing me, robbing me of the aching throb in my leg as our lips connected again. I could feel Derek growing against his pants, his cock twitching for me as he battled between what he wanted and what he thought was right.

But I hadn’t felt him in almost two months, and I was ready to feel him again.

“Let me have you,” I said breathlessly. “Please.”

My hands traveled to his pants, unbuckling his belt and shimmying them down his body. I grabbed the meat of his ass, feeling his body flexing as it shifted between my legs. Our lips connected once more as our bodies trembled for one another. I had missed him. I had missed this closeness with him. Being laid up with a bullet wound in my leg was a serious mood killer, but I wasn’t having it anymore.

I needed him.

“Sam. Sam just ... wait.”

I opened my eyes, my hand guiding his cock to my wet entrance as he sighed.

“What is it?” I asked. “What’s wrong?”

His hand cupped my cheek as my gaze held his. I could see the battle raging behind his beautiful orbs. He was conflicted, and I hated seeing it. I wanted him to be happy.

That was all I wanted for him.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “I could never do something like that.”

“And that’s why I love you,” I said. “Because even though I know you want me, you want what’s best for me more.”

“You really should be sleeping.”

“Then I’ll sleep once I have you. Because I miss you, Derek.”

His lips fell to mine as his cock slowly breached my pussy. I groaned into him, my good leg wrapping around his waist. My hands fluttered up his chest and gripped the material of his shirt. I pulled him deeper into me, our tongues lashing together as our teeth began to clatter. Heat was filling my body. Desire was pooling in my gut. I could feel his balls hanging against my body as he stilled himself, our foreheads connected as we panted for air.