Page 22 of Contract of a Billionaire

Goddamn it. Should I rub against him? Should I lean in for a kiss?

His frame heated my skin, and we hadn’t even touched yet. Anticipation buzzed underneath my skin, my heart palpitations kicked into overdrive as adrenaline rushed through my veins.

Ding.

The elevator opened to a luxurious penthouse. It was as I remembered it, decorated in flawless design and luxury. The slick black furniture, crisp white walls, not a single personal effect. Yet, it was all him.

Dark. Crisp. Impersonal.

Although, the way he watched me was all kinds of personal. Like I was his already.

“Changing your mind?” My head whipped in his direction, and I realized I hadn’t moved. Both of us still stood in the elevator.

“No.”

There was no hesitation in my voice nor my heart. I wanted this.

“Good girl.”

His eyes and words sent shivers of excitement through me. Somersaults of anticipation played in my stomach. A scorching warmth rolled down my back like a volcano nearing an eruption.

So I took a step, and it felt almost symbolic as I crossed the threshold.

His hand came to my back, then wrapped around my waist, and warmth spread to every single part of my body. From my head down to my toes. My heart hammered so hard, I worried one of my ribs would break.

Then in one swift move, like his control snapped, Alessio grabbed both my wrists and pinned them with one hand above my head and pushed me against a wall.

Heat sizzled across my skin and his mouth brushed against mine. A soft moan escaped me and his lips moved against mine, demanding more. His one hand held my wrists in a viselike grip while his other roamed over my curves.

I tore my lips from his, breathing heavily. I wanted to say one thing, before I lose myself in him. He jammed his face into my chest and sank his teeth into my flesh.

“Fuck,” I gasped. The sharp edge of his teeth was replaced by his tongue and the shiver rolled down my spine.

“Now I marked you,” he murmured against my skin. “So everyone knows you’re mine.”

Oh. My. God.

His mouth latched on to the spot he marked and he sucked.

“Break my heart and I’ll fuck you up,” I breathed, tilting my head to accommodate him. A simple warning. It didn’t mean I didn’t want him.

He straightened and met my gaze. “Fair warning,” he acknowledged. “Break my heart, and I’ll be your worst nightmare.”

A terse nod. ”I won’t,” I promised and his hot, hungry mouth was back on mine.

I’m going to do this.

Chapter8

Alessio

Bringing Autumn to my place was a deliciously bad idea. She was taunting my control with those luminous, almond shaped eyes. Yet, I didn’t give two fucks because she was mine.

The moment I touched her soft skin, my control snapped and I had her back against the wall. I took her mouth, sliding my tongue between her soft, luscious lips. Her scent was calming. She smelled like she belonged to me, soothing the broken pieces inside me.

Fuck.

I pressed my nose to her neck, nipping and licking at her soft skin. She moaned and the sound shot straight to my rock hard dick. I inhaled deeply, memorizing her scent.