Page 65 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

I place little tiny pecks around her brows, down her nose, and across those sexy lips before I thrust my tongue back down her throat again.

Demanding, commanding, and totally dominating her, I kiss her until her hands begin to claw at my back.

Knowing I have pushed her passion to the point where she wants me inside her, I start trailing hot, wet, sucking licks down her neck, over her shoulders, on my way to those beautiful tits.

Her breath is already labored, fighting for control, when my teeth bite her hard tip.

She jerks and gasps, then she pants for control again, but I don't let her find it.

I force moan after moan out of her mouth, working her tits, passing from one to the other, nibbling, sucking, licking, blowing, nuzzling, then scratching my beard on them, devouring her soft sweetness.

Roleplaying, I tell her. "Your golden tits drove me mad.

I see them in my dreams bouncing down the runway then dangling from the pole.

" I suck one into my mouth and blow it out.

It shakes with the force of the release.

She gasps, then blurts. "Fucking yeah!" Her eyes lock onto mine, and I see her neediness mixed with surprise. "More!"

I laugh. "Did you like that?"

"Yes." She whispers, but it sounds like a husky sigh.

"I have a few things I want you to know."

"Yes?" She manages to ask. Her voice is soft and sexy.

"One, I make things I want mine."

"You're a taker?"

I grin wickedly into her eyes. "No, I make it happen."

"Hmm," She smirks a smokey smile. "And the second thing?"

"I don't play fair."

Her eyebrow cocks, and I see disapproval.

"You're a cheater?"

"Never."

"Mmhmm." She hums, and it's laced with doubt and suspension.

"And three, I'm not a liar. You can trust everything I say to you to be the truth."

Her sweet smile flashes me. "I'm down for the truth, but I have a question for you."

I raise an eyebrow.

Her eyes sparkle. "Are you brave enough to take it bold?"

I smile at her. "Is there any other way?"

The limber nymph arches her back and presents her tits to me, ending the conversation.

I grab one and massage it, flicking my thumb over the nipple. "They are beautiful breasts, baby." Then I start to work them again.

She is quivering before too long and pleads. "Take me and make me yours, you beast."

I grin. "That's not how I roll."

She cocks her eyebrow and looks intrigued.

"That would be entering a danger zone."

"Aren't you dangerous?"

"I'm demanding."

She gives me a sideways smirk of acknowledgment.

"Before I enter your pleasure zone, I have to remove the danger. I have to purge your memory because I don't share. When I take you, you will only know my name from now on."

"Hmm. You're awfully confident."

I grin. "It's not confidence. It's competence." Then I wink and begin to trail kisses down her abs. Her breath halts in anticipation of my lips arrival. I lift my eyes to see her sultry sexiness. "Breathe, my sweet, Wild Thang."

Her eyes twinkle at me, and she inhales deeply.

When I reach her blue heart, my thumb strokes the outline.

"I like this a lot!" Then I trace it with my tongue and continue tracing all her boundaries.

I bring her up over and over again, and right before she gives it up, I shift my teasing tongue.

Her gasps, groans, and moans sound maddening with their depth each time she cries out, wanting release.

Finally, when she flattens herself into the bed and begins to thrash under me, I know it's time to bring her under my control.

Roleplaying with a purpose, my voice is hard with an edge that belies my passion for this beautiful woman beneath me.

I command her, "Baby Girl, this is not a one-night stand.

This is not a casual hookup. When I give you what you demand, you will know I'm the only man who will ever satisfy you again, and you will be mine. "

Her eyes change, and I see that dangerous twinkle in them. I brace myself for ... I don't know what. We are roleplaying. Then the Diva cocks her eyebrow and smiles a sexy as hell half-smile. That's a fucking badass look!

She lets her eyes trail slowly down my body.

"Obviously, that big, beautiful beast has pleased many women.

" Her eyes stop on my erection, and the damn thing thumps when her eyes admire it.

"But let's be clear, I am not a one-night stand, and I, sure as hell, am not a casual hookup.

But if you do please me the way you think you can, be warned, another woman will never satisfy you again.

" She licks her lips and lifts her eyes to mine, then slides her hands down and pulls herself open.

"Once you penetrate my Diva-ness, I will own you. You will be mine ... forever."

Goddamn, the girl knows how to push my buttons.

"Prove you are worthy." She sasses.

I wrap my hand in her hair and force her face to mine, exposing her neck to me.

I lower my mouth to speak into her parted lips.

"I'm not like other men, Sweetheart. I'm as different from them as you are from other women.

" I kiss her nose, then her eyes, controlling myself and proving I am worthy.

Her breath becomes strained, and I know her blood is pounding through her veins.

I nibble her cheek on my way back to her perfect mouth.

I nuzzle her face before I whisper into her parted lips again.

"The first time I laid eyes on you, you owned me, Baby.

Now when I thrust inside you, I'm not going to just penetrate you.

I'm not going to just pound your perfection.

" I nibble her lips, and her panting breath mixes with mine, tickling me with her passion.

"Little one, I am going to make undeniable, unforgettable love to you, and you will be mine … forever."

Boom!

Her eyes fill with tears, and I see her fall for me all over again.

Hell yeah! I hear the growl that escapes my throat, and I think how wildly beautiful she is as I manhandle her. Staring down on her pink perfection, she commands me, understanding that at this moment, she does, in fact, totally own me. "Be unforgettable, Mr. Moore. Always!"

I roar as I thrust so hard into her, the bed buckles and shudders.

Driving my hammer deep, I hold no power back and penetrate her until my soul finds hers.

Bonding us together with each thrust, melding ourselves into one another, knowing she needs me the way I need her.

Our lovemaking is raw, pure, passionate.

When we peak together, the sound of perfection fills the air with our groans.

I collapse on her, and she splays spread eagle, arms sprawled out on the bed. We breathe until we regain our composure.

Then she coos, "That was unforgettable. Thank you."

"It always is." I chuckle.

Her arms wrap themselves around me, cradling my body against hers. She softly strokes my back. I kiss her neck and feel her pulsating against my lips. She pushes her fingertips in my muscles in a slow, methodical massage on the way to my temples.

"Ahhhh.... That feels so good."

"Mmhmm."

Minutes later, laying snuggled together, I hear her tell me as I close my eyes. "I flove our sexercise room."

I chuckle softly at that, loving her description. "Good."

"You have little pieces of heaven everywhere."

I squeeze her tight. "Where's my quiet kitten?"

She purrs and wiggles up closer, rests her face on my arm, and gets still.

"Good girl."

She licks me, but I'm too far gone to respond. I hear her breathing sync with mine, and I relax, falling into a satisfied sleep.

The last thing I hear is a soft giggle.

"Shh!"

* * *

Siri

* * *

I smell the sweet breath of Aurei and smile.

"Good morning." He whispers and kisses the end of my nose.

I stretch my arms overhead and push my toes straight, lengthening my body in the bed. "Good morning, hubby."

"Ah! I like that!" He tells me and pecks my lips.

"Are you ready for Round 3?"

He chuckles. "Yes and no."

I sigh. "We slept late, didn't we?"

"Affirmative."

"What time is it?"

He chuckles again. "Time to get up and eat, then get to our meetings."

"Damn."

"Yep." I hear him slide off the bed. "Alfred, turn the coffee on."

"Yes, Sir. Shall I make a full pot?"

"Yes, please."

"Very good."

I giggle. "Alfred, huh? As in Batman's butler?"

He smirks. "Yeah, well, I couldn't think of anything better."

"I like Alfred."

I sit up and begin my morning ritual of stretches. Aurei stands quietly by watching, holding the white robe, and waiting.

When I'm done, I slide off the bed and into the robe. "What are you cooking this morning?"

"Nothing."

I stop and look at him, shocked.

He chuckles. "Maria left us breakfast burritos."

"I think I'm going to really like Maria."

He holds my hand as we thread our way back to the kitchen. "I might need some colored tape to help me navigate through the house."

"Just ask Alfred."

"Is he always listening?"

"Yes."

"Is he always watching?"

He laughs. "Yes."

"I'm feeling kinky pleasure knowing that." I giggle.

When we arrive, the coffee is brewed. "Ah! That smells wonderful. Alfred, thank you for the coffee."

"You're welcome."

I hand Aurei his cup after he takes the food from the refrigerator, then I slide onto the barstool to watch him heat our meal. "Are you always going to wait on me like this?"

"I don't know. Do you want me to?"

"I don't know." I ponder that thought and feel a sense of nurturing come over me. As he slides the delicious smelling meal under my coffee, I tell him. "I think I might take cooking lessons."

"Maria can teach you the basics. I'll ask her." He smiles at me.

"Tell me about Maria, please." I eat in silence as I listen to her story. "She had a rough start."

"She's like a lot of people. They just need a break and chance to make good on their dreams."