The Beautiful Billionaire

ESTELLE

A thrill ran through me.

I thought I’d be embarrassed and go home defeated, and there was a fat chance he’d deny me, but it was a home run when Linden shut me up and smashed his lips against mine. My legs instantly went weak, my skin buzzing.

It was highly unlikely I could pull a stunt like that. I’d never done and said something so bold because mostly men came to me and flirted with me. Linden, on the other hand, was different, and it was luck that I wore him down on his no one-night stand rule.

When he kissed me with urgency as if he’d been dying to do it for hours, I kissed back with the same hunger, and he was the best kisser by far from the men I’d kissed before.

The subtle pull of the string of my top and the subtle move of his hand down back, clutching my butt as an invitation, made my skin burn with need. I lifted my leg and felt the growing and the raw need through his kiss.

While our mouths were busy and our tongues fought for dominance, I slipped my hand into the band of his shorts and pulled it down his thigh, but he stopped me.

Then his lips were gone, his quick breathing fanning my face. When I opened my eyes in confusion, he stared at me with laser-like intensity.

“Are you sure?” he asked. His eyes flared with lust and promises.

I tipped my chin and murmured, “Ask me again after giving me an org@*sm, and I’m giving you the same answer.”

“Just wanna make sure-”

“We’ll talk later.”

He chuckled before he kissed me again. This time, he pulled the string off my bot*tom. A moan slipped through my throat when his hand found where I ached the most.

A quiet groan of satisfaction rumbled from him as if he had found what he was searching for. I shuddered at how sensitive I was.

One moment he lifted me, and the next, he lay me on the small bed, completely n@ked. I’d never been shy about my body, and the way he looked at me right now, the appreciation and admiration in his eyes, built more of my confidence.

“Fu*ck. You’re gorgeous.” He took his time to stroll his gaze over my body before he crawled to bed. He came on top of me, his elbow on the side, making sure he wouldn’t crush me. Linden’s body was perfect and pure muscle. He had a well-sculpted chest, firm biceps, and well-defined abs. He was hard everywhere, but his skin was soft and smooth, just a few dusts of hair on his chest.

“You’re not so bad either.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to kiss me. I sucked a shaky breath as he brushed his lips softly against mine and kissed me, almost feathery. The second I responded, the kiss became open-mouth, urgent, and I felt his tongue touch against mine, our teeth clashing. For a man I had just met, it was so intoxicating how he knew what to do with my body.

…

“Sorry.” I bit my bottom lip. I couldn’t even see the look in his eyes.

“For what?” He came to me and cupped my face. “Look at me, Estelle. What’s wrong? Open your eyes for me.”

I did as he said.

“Why did you apologize for something spectacular?”

“I just had an org@*sm in three seconds.” I shut my mouth close when his face turned into a full-blown smile.

“At least I did something right in my entire life.”

“Cocky bastard,” I said as I tried to grip my thighs.

“I’m not done, Estelle. We barely started.” His eyes flared in my defiance as he pulled his shorts down, wrapped his arms around me, and rolled us over.

“Great.”

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“I’m the boss?” I giggled. I didn’t know why.

“You are my boss.”

“I want you now. No more talking.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, beaming.

…

I wanted him before and would always want him tomorrow, but he could be gone once we head back to the island, and I might not see him again.

Pushing that thought out of my head, I tightened my legs around him.

“Gabriel.” I groaned. My chest heaved. My hands were faster as I buried them in his thick hair, and my mouth was eager to kiss him so hard that I couldn’t hold on anymore, even if I wanted to.