Dirty Sweet Wild (Bad Billionaires 2) - Page 50

“Maybe I am.”

“What would you have done if I didn’t show up?”

“I was planning to kick him in the balls, then use his phone to call 911.”

He smiled. “That’s my woman,” he said, and bent to kiss the inside of my thigh.

My woman. I liked that. He finished with my thighs, without touching between them, and moved up to my breasts, cupping one and caressing it, then bending to put his mouth on it.

Suddenly, I was all business. I pulled up his shirt, making him stop to take it off before he bent to my other breast. I slid my hand down his stomach to his belt, undoing it. He left my breast and braced himself over me, kissing me deeply as I undid his jeans and rubbed my palm over him. We rocked there for a moment, kissing, my hand moving slowly over him.

Finally he broke away, making a little noise of frustration. “Okay,” he said. “This part takes a minute. Get used to it. You have to wait.”

So I waited while he dealt with his shoes, then his jeans and boxers, and finally his leg. When he came back to me he was gloriously naked, just like I liked him.

He braced himself over me and kissed me again, and then he said, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

I bit my lip. He couldn’t lie on top of me—he was way too heavy—but I didn’t feel like being on top either. “We’ll have to get creative,” I said.

So we worked it out. We put a pillow under my ass, which raised my hips at just the right angle, and he braced himself over me on his elbows, both of us moving to get the position just right. It was worth it. When he thrust inside me, big and heavy, I moaned against the skin of his neck.

“Fuck,” he said softly, and started to move.

Still, we went slow. I wrapped my legs high around his hips and locked my ankles behind his back, which made him groan. He was deeper like this, and I reveled in the feeling of him, taking his time.

I was just feeling that delicious burn deep inside me when he leaned back and withdrew. “Max,” I complained.

He laughed softly. “I like to watch you,” he said, and he touched me, moving his fingers, his thumb, in just the right way. I pressed up into his hand and the feeling climbed, and just as I came—just as the sensation overtook me—he leaned forward again and thrust in to me, feeling me squeeze him. He fucked me through my orgasm, as it went on and on, his hips pressing him deep and hard into me as I twisted beneath him. I heard him hitch a breath and he came, his muscled arms shaking with the strain as he tried not to collapse on me.

Afterward we lay curled together on my bed. When he rolled onto his back, I moved on to my side, throwing a possessive arm over his chest and burying my face in the side of his neck, where I bit his skin.

“Ouch,” he said. “I guess I should tell you something.”

“You have a lineup of women you do this with,” I guessed, nipping him again.

“Ouch. No. I’m probably not going to be rich for very long. I’m giving my money away to other veterans.”

I propped myself up on an elbow and looked down at him. “You what?”

“I’m going to create a charity where vets with PTSD get counseling, and I pay the bill.” He scratched his beard. “If it works out, I’ll spend all my money on it, and then I’ll raise more.”

I stared at him, surprised. “When did this happen?”

“It hasn’t happened yet. My doctor is going to set up a meeting with the bigwigs at the clinic so we can set up something official. I’ll have to pitch them the idea.”

He looked a little tense, and I knew exactly why. “You mean you’ll have to talk. To sell them.”

“If I even get the meeting. But yes. I’ll have to sell them… something.”

An idea started forming in my head. I was quiet so long that Max finally said, “What?”

“I don’t care if you’re not rich,” I told him. “Get your meeting. I think I know how we can give your money away.”

Chapter 26

Max

True to my word, I wore jeans to the meeting. I just couldn’t do the suit thing. But I matched the jeans with a white button-down shirt and a jacket that Gwen took me shopping for. I also got a haircut and trimmed my beard again, with Gwen in attendance, giving the barber directions. She looked at the end result and said it looked good.

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