Page 64 of Untouchable Billionaire

When Moore said I am more than he dreamed of, I wonder if he meant he had actually dreamt of me that night or if he meant I was more than the ideal girl he dreams about.

What difference does it make?They were beautiful words.

I have to devise another opportunity to see him before he leaves to fly tonight.I know, I will run after work.I need to blow off some steam.I don't need to be so horny I lose control of my monster.

"Oh, Holy Hades, there he is."I stare at his half-naked perfection.The sun is glistening off his highlights and the sweat on his body.He is wearing only a pair of red running shorts.His pecs are bouncing gently with each jog.He moves like a well-oiled machine, definitely an athlete.

When he hits the sidewalk, he walks around for his cool down.Even this far away, the dramatic distance between his broad shoulders is mouth-watering.He's not bulked up like a bodybuilder, but he could compete.I take a sip of coffee, gawking at the Golden God.

He glances up to my balcony and, seeing me, throws his hand up.I freeze like I'm caught spying on him, then I wave back, but I missed the moment.He isn't looking at me now.

A couple of girls jogging by have stopped to chat him up.I see them pointing to the laundry mat and the clubhouse.They are obviously making sure he knows where to find them.

He excuses himself, walks a couple of steps toward the front door, then looks up at me again.This time, I wave, and he sees me.He waves back, then continues to the door.The girls who watched his ass as he walked off, look up to see me too.

I smile down on them.That's right, bitches.He's got his eyes on me.I turn, tossing my platinum blonde mane with stripper flare, and go back inside.

I walk into the kitchen and stare at the front door.

If I open it, I can catch him before work, but his half-naked, hot, sweaty body may be more than I can resist.If there is one thing I know about sex, it's that timing is everything.And foreplay is important.For some, it's crucial.

No, I won't rush this.I've waited too long, and I must make sure he's worth it, and he's committed to it.

Go.Get a cold shower, girl, and get to work.You can dream about Mr.Sexy all day and 'bump' into him this evening.

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Aurei

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Fuck!That was a close call!I would never have imagined eating cookies would be such a fucking turn-on, but … goddamn!Everything about Seary is sexy.

I turn right out of the private drive and head to Fort Rucker.

Thank God!Tonight’s my last night flying.

As soon as she stood in the doorway with the basket of cookies and wine, her sweet southern personality beaming at me, then briefly disappointed that I was on my way out but determined to tease me regardless, I knew I couldn’t turn her away.But thank God, I had to leave.

I shake my head, shaking off the close call.

Damn her!She pushed me hard, nearly too far, and I almost lost control.All I could think of was snatching her up by her beautiful headful of hair, ripping her pants off, slamming her little dancer’s body down on the counter, and fucking her with every ounce of power I possess.

The expression she was wearing….

I wipe my hand down my face to clear away the stress.

That fucking expression was daring me to do it.She was as turned on as I was, and she wanted me to fuck her right there.

Jesus, that was a close call.

All I could think of was taking her right then.Right there.Not waiting until she willingly offered, but pounding her, ravaging her.Not a gentle slow fuck, but a hard, forceful fuck.The kind that if the other party isn’t 100% committed to … can be misinterpreted.

I have never forced myself on a woman, but I’m not always gentle, and I wouldn’t have been then.All I was thinking about was taming that tail and claiming her as mine.

Fucking hell!I shake my head again, this time admitting to myself that I want her to wear that ‘fuck me now’ expression when she looks at me from across the room full of people.I want her to look at me, knowing I have claimed her and knowing she is mine.

All my life, I’ve just fucked for fun.I’m not relationship material.That’s why my call name is Hardcore.I’m cold, calculating, and brutally honest.Relationships aren’t my thing.I’ve been cautious, mindful of the risk of exposure, but I have to share my secrets with Seary if I’m going to share my life with her.