Page 136 of The Billionaire's Fake Wife

I snatch the book from her, put it aside.

"We fuck like minks." I smirk.

"I hate minks." She whispers.

"That's from Basic Instinct." I snicker, "And you got that wrong."

"You’re going about this all wrong." She reaches up and strokes my lower lip.

My dick is instantly hard… Okay, harder.

I’ve been throbbing since the moment she flounced into my office spewing fire. I knew then, I can’t let her go, not until I’ve satisfied a particular fantasy of mine.

"You’re right."

"Wow!" She draws in an exaggerated breath. "That’s twice in two seconds that you’ve ceded to me."

"Don't get used to it. The truth is—"

I stare into those ocean green eyes. I get distracted, and not just by her sexy-as-fuck mouth, or those wide eyelashes that stand to point when she cries, or that pert little nose, turned up at the end, which doesn’t begin to do justice to her. It is the entire damn package. It is her, all of her.

She clears her throat, "Truth is?"

"—I haven’t started." I straighten, reach for the food tray, pull it close.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh." I grab the tiny silver crucible and place it next to her face.

"No." She quivers.

"Are you saying No? Or are you, saying No?"

"I’m not saying, No."

She draws her hand back, and I reach for her wrist.

"Then?"

"I’m scared."

"So am I." I lower her palm to the tent between my legs, turning her arm enough for her fingers to cup my hardness. "See what you do to me? Whenever I am near you, all I see is you. Especially when I am not in the same space as you."

Her forehead furrows.

"What are you saying?"

That I want you, I need you."I need to be inside of you. I want to write my intentions onto every part of you, saturate your cells with my essence, pour myself into the fabric of your being until all you can do is think of me, hear my voice in your dreams, scent me first thing in the morning, melt into me when you fall asleep."

"Oh."

"I am saying," I squeeze her palm, press her fingers against my cock. She has me by my fucking balls, literally and physically. "I am going to fuck you."

"I thought you were going to make the pain better."

"That too."

"How?"