Beauty and the Billionaire Bachelors

She laughed. “Let me guess. Do they involve handcuffs or blindfolds?”

Damn, my cock twitched. “No, but that can certainly be arranged.”

She hit me in the shoulder. “What are these rules, then?”

“Number one: when you’re here, you sleep in my bed. Number two: when in my bed, if I find a shred of clothes on you, I’m taking it off.” I saw her swallow hard. “Number three—”

“There’s more?”

I nodded. “Number three: I want you at all my games. Every single damn one. You understand?”

“Really?”

I chuckled. “You sound like Hunter.”

She blushed. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to say about any of this. It’s surreal. You. Me. Hunter.”

She didn’t know how fucking surreal it was. She had no damn clue.

“Number four: no other men.”

She blinked. “I’m not sleeping with anyone else, Hawk.”

“I didn’t say you are. But you won’t again.”

She gulped the wine. “And you?”

“Are you asking if any other women are going to be in that bed?”

She nodded slowly. “I saw them today. I couldn’t help but wonder. This is new. This is … what is this?”

“It’s us,” I answered.

“And the women?”

“Did you hear rules one through four?”

“Mmmhmm.”

I took the wine from her hands and placed it next to mine. The flames bounced off the glasses. I’d never promised a woman I’d be faithful. Shit, I never wanted to be. I liked to have my choices. I liked fucking who I wanted to when I wanted to.

But Julie had changed that. I hadn’t even explored half of what I could with her. Saying that to her was something different. I was scared as fuck.

“You need to hear me say it? You need me to tell you? Or is your pussy still swollen from this morning? Does your clit still feel where I kissed it? Are you still wet from when I fucked everything I had into you?”

She nodded, climbing into my lap. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”

Her legs straddled my waist. Her mouth landed on mine and she kissed me softly at first before her tongue took over. Fuck, this woman could kiss. And the things she could do with her tongue were pure sin.

“If there wasn’t a kid sleeping down the hall, I’d bend you over and fuck you in front of the fireplace and watch you come over and over as the flames ripped through you. But instead, I need you to go into my room and take off your clothes.”

I nudged her off of me. My cock was as solid as a rod of stone. I was sure the kid was asleep and he’d never hear us, but I couldn’t take that chance. The things I wanted to do to her needed to be done in the dark.

She rose from the couch, her eyes filled with lust. Her hands went to the edge of her shirt and she tugged until the fitted Sharks shirt was over her head. I stared at her breasts bobbing over the lacey bra.

“Don’t you break a rule,” I warned.

“Or what?” she taunted.