Page 146 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10

Monday

Penny’s eyes trailed down my abs. And I was pretty sure she understood what I wanted now, because she slowly pulled off her sweater.

Yeah, this look was better than any dress. I was glad that the lingerie I’d gotten her hugged her tits so perfectly. I forced myself to stay still. All I wanted to do was bury my face between her tits, but I wanted her to keep stripping for me. I liked watching her go from shy to bold.

Her cheeks flushed under my gaze. She pushed her jeans down over her hips and let them fall down her legs.

I swallowed hard. No dancing. No music. But it was the fucking sexiest strip tease I’d ever seen.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.

Fuck yes. The material fell to the floor but my eyes were glued to her. Her nipples hardened. She was as turned on from this as I was.

She hooked her fingers under the lace of her thong.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I leaned forward and pulled her thong down myself. My hands glided over her firm ass and down the back of her thighs. I breathed in the alluring scent of her. Fuck, I wanted to taste her. I was suddenly starving.

She laughed as I pulled her down on top of me.

I kissed the base of her neck and rolled over on top of her. "Besides, I promised you an orgasm." I got off the bed and knelt beside it. "I'm a man of my word." I wound my hands around her knees and pulled her ass to the end of the bed.

Fuck, she was already glistening. I spread her thighs wider and kissed the inside of her knee.

"Insatiable," I whispered against her thigh.

She propped herself up on her elbows to watch me ascend higher.

I liked teasing her. But I liked pleasing her more.

"You're insatiable too," she panted.

"Hmm." I exhaled when I reached the apex of her thighs. "Is that so?" I made one long, slow stroke against her wetness. I groaned. So fucking sweet. I should have known she didn’t need to be warmed up.

Penny collapsed back down on the bed.

I unzipped my jeans as I kissed her thigh again. My dirty girl didn’t need my tongue. She needed my cock. I pulled her off the bed and onto my waiting erection.

She gasped. "Oh God." She tilted her head back, savoring the feeling of me stretching her.

I grabbed her hair and tilted her head the rest of the way back, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. Her skin was just as sweet as her cunt. My hands fell to her hips and I started guiding her up and down my length. Just like that, baby. Ride me.

She moaned.

I needed more. I needed her at my mercy. I leaned over her and bit her lip, pulling her back toward me. I grabbed her ass and stood up.

She clasped her hands behind my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist.

"I want all of New York to know you're mine," I growled, as I pressed her back against the window.

Her body shuddered against mine. "James..."

I thrust deep inside of her.

"James," she moaned, forgetting whatever protest was on her lips.

I grabbed her hands and unwound them from my neck. I pushed them against the glass and held them firmly as I thrust in and out of her faster and faster.

She tried to move one of her hands.

I spread her arms farther apart and pushed the back of her hands more firmly against the glass so she couldn't move at all. Then I tilted my hips, hitting that spot that drove her crazy.

She moaned and the glass squeaked as her ass slid against it. I hoped her ass left a print on the glass. I hoped everyone at this hotel knew she was mine. I hoped someone did see us from down below. I couldn’t claim Penny back in Delaware. But I could claim her here.

I kissed her hard, silencing her next moan. Her legs tightened around my waist as I fucked her for the whole city to see.

Each thrust had her gripping my cock tighter. She tried to move her hands again to no avail. Her body was completely under my control. The way I loved it.

She clenched around my cock.

"Come for me, Penny." I kissed her again and groaned into her mouth as my cum filled her.

She shattered in my arms, her pussy gripping me even tighter.

Fuck.

My chest rose and fell as we both caught our breaths. I released my grip on her hands. She immediately ran her fingers down my biceps, like she couldn’t wait even a second to touch me now that she was free.

"You're so sexy," she said.

I laughed and collapsed to my knees, pulling her down with me. I held her against my chest and sighed into her hair. I wasn’t sure I knew how to go back to dating her in secret.

***

It was a beautiful fall day, and Penny opted to sit outside at the Tavern on the Green. The small lanterns in the tree above us blew in the breeze. I couldn’t think of a more romantic setting.

"Is he a good friend of yours?" Penny asked as she looked at the menu.

"Who? Mason Caldwell?"

"Mhm."

"We used to be really good friends." I shrugged. "We fell out of touch after school.” There was a really good reason for that. But this was the one thing I couldn’t talk about with Penny. The only thing I had to keep from her. Because I’d made a promise to my friend Matt.

And I wasn’t going to break it. I cleared my throat.

“Our parents are still close. And the ad agency Mason works for has helped me out before. "

"He seems nice. I've never met any of your friends."

"You find out who your true friends are when things aren't easy anymore. Turns out I didn't have many."

"He didn't even know about your divorce. From my experience, you don't open up very easily. Maybe you're being too hard on your friends."

I smiled. "You're probably right." She was definitely right. I’d meant what I said to Matt. I missed the way we all used to be. But I wasn’t sure there was any going back, no matter how badly I wanted to.

Penny looked out toward Central Park.

Even though she claimed to not like New York City, she seemed to really enjoy Central Park.

We’d been walking around just talking for hours just the two of us.

Well, and Ian. But she didn’t know that.

I eyed him a few tables over. He was texting again, and I couldn’t help but wonder who he was so engrossed in talking to.

"Do you eventually want to move back here?" Penny asked.

I ran my thumb down her palm. I was starting to think that maybe I did. I could see us here. I could see it more clearly than back in Delaware. But that all depended on what she thought. "Not if you don't like it."

"I like it when I'm with you."

I pressed my lips together as I stared at her. "We can go wherever you want, you know. It doesn't matter to me. Wherever you'll be happy." I had a feeling that no matter where we ended up, as long as she was with me, we’d be good.

"After I graduate?"

"Yes." I tried not to sigh. It felt like a lifetime away.

"You talk so easily about our future," she said.

"That's because I already know that you're in my future."

"But there's still..."

"I will never run away from this feeling. I'm not letting you go." I really did not want to talk about Isabella right now.

Penny stared at me. And for some reason I knew whatever she was about to ask me next, I wasn’t going to like. How many times was she going to bring up Isabella?

“How many children do you want?"

I frowned. I was not expecting that turn of events. "What?"

"You want to talk about our future. So let's talk about it."

Breathe. Years ago, I thought I might become a father. I didn’t want it. And I still felt guilty every day, because the baby didn’t make it. Like I’d willed it not to exist.

So this wasn’t the first time I’d thought about what kind of father I’d be.

And I already knew the answer. I’d be shit.

Just like my father. I could barely take care of myself, let alone an infant.

I didn’t do well when people relied on me.

The pressure that came with that… I knew how I’d fare.

I’d slip. "I'm not sure I'd be a very good father. "

"Why would you say that?"

"I'm..." my words trailed away when the waitress walked up. I was relieved for the pause in the conversation. Because I knew where it needed to head, and for just a little longer I wanted Penny to stare at me with stars in her eyes.

"Welcome to the Tavern on the Green. I'm Lexi and I'll be your waitress this evening. Can I get you both something to drink?"

I glanced at the wine list. And then I remembered Penny was only 20. Nope, not happening. "We're actually ready to order. We'll both have the cioppino. And could we just have two glasses of apple juice?"

She looked a little surprised. "Sure. I'll be right back."

Penny smiled at me. "Apple juice? You can have a drink if you want."

"I don't want one." I sighed and let go of her hand. This seemed like a good time to rip the Band-Aid off. The perfect time really. It wasn’t like she could exactly run away from this discussion like she was so fond of doing. I’d driven her here. She was stuck with me. Stuck. I wasn’t sure I liked that thought.

I wanted her to love me despite my flaws.

But I certainly wouldn’t blame her if she did want to run.

I glanced over at Ian again. He was staring at us now over his newspaper. Like he knew I was finally about to tell Penny the truth about something. And he wanted to hear all of it. He saw me looking and ducked back down.

I almost laughed. Ian knew the truth, and he hadn’t run away screaming. But I paid him to stay. The only people around me were ones that I paid. I swallowed hard. Here goes nothing.

"We don't have to talk about kids,” she said.

Oh. Is that why she thought I was upset?

“I'm sorry, that was such like a weird thing for me to bring up. We only just started dating. I just..."

"No. It's fine.” I took the out. We’d talk about my problems later. “I've just never thought much about it." Not for years anyway. I never thought I’d actually find someone that I wanted a family with.

"That's okay."

If she wanted to talk about this, I’d talk about this. "Do you want kids?"

"One day. I'd want at least two. I always wished I had a sibling growing up."

"Hmm." I took a deep breath. I could do it, right? Take care of someone if I truly loved them? I’d promised myself to keep Penny safe after all. And if Penny wanted it…I’d give it to her.

I wanted to give her everything she’d ever dreamed of.

I’d be better than my father. I would be. For Penny’s sake.

And for just a second, I could picture it. Actually, I pictured me, Rob, Mason, and Matt all playing in the Caldwells’ backyard. But my friends weren’t married. And they were barely speaking to me. Our kids weren’t going to grow up together the way we had. "Two sounds good then."

Penny smiled at me. "So is that why you think you'll be a bad father? Just because you don't want kids anytime soon?"

"No, that's not it." I grabbed her hand again.

"I just haven't spent much time around children.

" Zero time really. None of my friends were even married. Not that I’d been hanging out with them anyway.

And kids felt permanent. Nothing in my life had felt permanent before.

Including me. I glanced at my old office building in the distance, remembering when I wanted to jump out the window.

"I don't want them anytime soon,” Penny said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Good. I want you all to myself for as long as possible."

"So what exactly is cioppino?"

I laughed. "Trust me, you'll like it."

I glanced at Ian again. He’d gone back to texting. Seriously, who was he talking to? “If you’ll excuse me for one moment,” I said. “I need to use the restroom.”

I made my way inside the restaurant and texted Ian: “Who are you texting so much? Does someone know I’m in town?”

“No, you’re good. Jen asked me for a ride and we just got to texting.”

What? Why? Seriously, did Ian have a thing for my sister? “If she needs a ride you can go get her. Penny and I are fine here.”

“Are you sure? She’ll wonder why you’re not visiting while you’re in town.”

The last thing I needed was for Jen to tell my parents that I was dating one of my students. “And that’s why you’ve signed an NDA.”

“No need to remind me, boss. But I can go?”

“Yeah, go.” I wanted to be alone with Penny. For at least a few hours. I wanted to savor every minute of it while we could just be a normal couple. Normal? I sighed. No. What I needed to do was savor every minute before she saw me for who I really was.