Counting the Kisses (Counting the Billions 3)

She shut the door on the way out. For a moment, I was tempted to go lock it again, return to my spot on the floor between Daniel’s legs. But then I looked down at the papers in my hand and remembered all the other work I wanted to get done that day. I sighed. “Tonight,” I promised Daniel again.

He laughed easily. “Tonight,” he agreed, nodding at me. “And same thing that Erin said, let me know if you need any help with anything. I don’t want you feeling overwhelmed. You’ve been doing such a great job lately, and I want to keep that going if we can.”

“Thanks,” I said gratefully. “I’ll see you in a little while for that meeting with the shareholders.”

“By the way,” Daniel said as I started to leave the room.

“Yeah?” I asked over my shoulder.

“You’re going to need an office if you’re co-CEO,” Daniel continued. “But unfortunately, this building is rather limited on office space. So I was thinking that we might need to move buildings, although that seems like a lot of work, or else...you might just have to share this office with me. What do you think? We could get one of those his-and-hers desks, me on one side and you on the other.”

My grin felt wide enough to split my face in two. “That sounds perfect,” I told him. “And there’ll be plenty of time for you to hire someone to set that up while we’re on our trip!”

The idea of being co-CEO was still intimidating, no matter how much I had learned from Daniel since I had come to work for McGregor Enterprises. But it definitely helped to know that he would be there by my side, every step of the way.

Chapter 27

Daniel

I STRETCHED HUGELY as I lay on top of the bed in our luxurious hotel room. Thailand was definitely agreeing with me, I decided. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this relaxed. I rolled my head to the side so I could look toward the broad terrace. The curtains were blowing in with the breeze, and I could just see Abby’s silhouette as she leaned against the railing, looking down at the jungle far below.

I knew Abby had been partial to the pretty bungalow we had stayed on for our first nights down in the islands, but personally, I was happy to come here and have such privacy. We were the only people on this level of the lodge, and no one would be able to see out onto our terrace or its plunge pool. There was a certain level of exaggerated comfort to this place that had been missing from our previous accommodations. I loved it.

I headed out onto the terrace. The water in the plunge pool was perfectly still, and the afternoon air was hot and humid. Abby didn’t move as I walked out to her, leaning against her, putting one hand on either side of hers where they rested against the railing. I slowly lowered my mouth, kissing her shoulders and her neck.

She was dressed in only a flimsy cover-up, with no swimsuit underneath. After all, it wasn’t like anyone could see us except for the birds in the sky. I myself wasn’t wearing anything after the nap I’d had, passed out on the bed. It had been a long and slow trip to get here, to the far north of Thailand and this quiet, peaceful retreat.

This privacy—it was another thing I had been missing with our bungalow. Sure, we’d had our bungalow all to ourselves, but there hadn’t really been anywhere else that we could retreat to privately at that resort. Here, we had much more space to just enjoy one another.

And right now, my prick was already stiff with how badly I wanted to enjoy Abby’s body. I rocked against her, my length sliding down the cleft of her ass as she pushed back against me. She turned in my arms, leaning her mouth up so that she could kiss me. Her fingers trailed down my naked body. She cupped my erection in her hand, squeezing lightly, making me groan. I thrust into the circle of her fist, using her for release.

She dropped down to her knees gracefully, bringing my tip to her lips. She flicked her tongue out, licking at the bead of precum dotting my slit. Then, she wrapped her lips around my head, bobbing up and down in practiced movements, her other hand coming up to play with my balls all the while.

I groaned, leaning back against the railing, my head falling back. One of my hands came up to caress Abby’s soft hair, tangling in the errant strands that had escape from her long blonde braid. I didn’t know if I had been dreaming about her during my nap or if it was just that talented mouth of hers, but I was quickly close to the edge. I wanted this to last a little while longer, though.

I pressed again

st her shoulder to get her to stop. She pulled off with a pop, smirking up at me as I sank down to join her on the cool tiles of the terrace. I lay back on the rug that was spread there, and she climbed on top of me, wasting no time before lowering herself down onto my needy member. I caught her hips, guiding them with my hands. Not that she needed any guidance. She sank down onto me again and again, shifting slightly to change the angle each time.

Suddenly, she gasped, her fingers finding mine at her hips, scrabbling for a grip. “Right there, right there,” she whimpered, her movements becoming frenzied as she chased her orgasm. The more I watched her fall apart above me, the more difficult it was to keep from tumbling over that edge myself. She was shaking with desire, her body slick with sweat as my fingers trailed along her sides and cupped her breasts and then her ass.

She slumped forward, pushing her hair impatiently back so that she could look down at me with those bewitching eyes of hers. She slammed down on my length again and again, and I could tell that we were both so close.

I kissed the inside of her wrist, where she had her hands planted on either side of my head. She whimpered as I raked my teeth lightly over her pulse point. I could see the goose bumps there in her sensitive skin. She collapsed over me, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, thrusting up into her when it became clear that she was too overcome to continue her own movements.

We came together, bodies slick with heat, pleasure bursting through our veins. It felt like we were suspended there forever, just the two of us in this jungle in Thailand, the birds flying overhead. My body spent itself over and over, wave after wave of my seed spurting into her, as her walls milked me for all I was worth.

I could barely remember who I was, just lost there in the sensation of utter bliss, sure that that only thing that mattered in this world right now was this beautiful woman in my arms.

Slowly, I came back into myself, separating from her, letting her pull off of me and lay down at my side. “I love you,” Abby murmured after a long moment, as her fingers trailed aimless patterns on my chest. I could sense, however, that there was a “but” there. Sure enough: “But these tiles are really uncomfortable. Can we move in to the bed or something?”

I rolled swiftly to my feet and then bent down and scooped her up into my arms as she shrieked with laughter. “You always do that,” she giggled as I deposited her on the bed and crawled after her.

I shrugged unrepentantly and pulled her back into my arms. “That better?” I asked her.

“Mmm,” Abby hummed, nuzzling my shoulder.

“For the record, I love you, too,” I told her, and she giggled again. I put a finger beneath her chin, tilting her face up so she was looking at me. “In fact,” I said seriously, “I love you so much that I’d like you to move in with me when we get back to Chicago. If you’re okay with that.”