Fighting for My Billionaire Boss (10 page)

This isn’t some random hookup, a dick to use for the day and discard. This is the man I will marry, a man who loves and accepts me, who wants me for the mother of his children.

Brick pulls out of me, pushes back in, pulls out, pushes back in, gazing into my eyes as he leisurely fucks me on his office floor. The rest of his employees should have left for the night but there’s a small risk that someone will open the door and discover us.

That excites me.

I pump my hips, smacking my skin against his. All points of contact heat, warming my entire form. Brick increases his pace, grunting with effort, determined to subdue me, to please me, to make me lose my mind.

He will. He’s perfected that ability, treating me delicately when I’m acting like a lady, arousingly rough when I’m yearning for a brawl. I grip his nape, digging my fingernails into his skin, and meet him thrust for thrust, his equal, his partner in love and life.

Sweat trickles down my spine, between my ass cheeks. Brick’s face glistens. I lick and lave, sucking up this part of him, and his eyes blaze. “Yes, use that dainty pink tongue on me, Lucille.”

I swipe my tongue along Brick’s neck. “I’ll use it on your cock after we’re done. I want to taste myself on you.”

“Christ.” His cock bobs and he humps me harder, thumping my ass against the floor. I shriek with delight, wrap my legs around his hips and hold on tightly.

My billionaire has lost control and I love it, riding his passion with a heart-lifting glee, my own desire building inside me, emotion winding around and around my chest. My breathing turns ragged, my lungs aching.

He’s as far gone as I am, his balls hugging his shaft, his muscles flexing against me. We battle back and forth, testing each other’s strength, fighting for our sexual satisfaction, past speaking, past thinking.

My pussy constricts around his shaft and Brick’s jaw clenches. He won’t last long and neither will I. I—

He swivels his hips, grinding against my clit and I scream, throwing myself upward. Stars burst in my brain. I clench down on him.

“Lucille,” he roars my name, driving even deeper into me. Warmth splatters against my inner walls and my tremors escalate, rising like a crescendo over me. I writhe under him. He contains my movements. I’m captured between his hard body and the floor, pleasure spearing through my body, jagged and intense.

“Fuck.” Brick drops, flattening me. I slap his shoulder. He rolls, taking me with him, not breaking the connection between us.

“Mmm…” I rest my cheek on his heaving chest, savoring the woodsy scent of him. “Do you want me to lick you clean?”

“Not right now.” He sweeps his hands from my shoulders to my ass and then back again. “I want to stay inside you, to hold you.” My billionaire kisses my forehead. “To linger here for a few more moments.”

“The paparazzi will be waiting outside.”

“They will be.” The mention of the paparazzi no longer causes Brick to tense. He continues to lie languidly on the floor under me. “I hired extra security. Once the media posts photos of you with your ring, we’ll be besieged by wedding planners, florists, and other vendors, all vying for the wedding of the year.”

I chuckle. “You’re the one who proclaimed that our wedding would be the splashiest spectacle Toronto has ever seen. Now we must live up to that hype.”

My over protective billionaire’s expression darkens. “Can you handle the extra coverage? Because if you can’t—”

“I can handle it.” I stop whatever concession he was planning to make. I’m not delicate like his mom was. There’s no need for him to curb his words or actions. “I doubt I’ll have much to do with the wedding. Chanelle and Vivi and the rest of the ladies on the floor have been poring over bridal magazines for months.” Which is a relief, as I know nothing about this crucial girl world ritual. “Expect office productivity to take a dip.”

Brick groans, the humor in his eyes taking all of the punch out of the sound.

“You can still depend on your extremely capable assistant.” I grin. “I understand she’s at the office right now, taking care of your needs.”

“She is indeed.” His lips curl upward. “I love you, my extremely capable assistant.”

“I love you too, Brick.” I kiss those almost-smiling lips.

Cynthia Sax
,
USA Today
bestselling author, writes contemporary, sci-fi, and paranormal erotic romances. Her stories have been featured in
Star
Magazine,
Real Time With Bill Maher
, and numerous best of erotic romance top ten lists.For more information on other books by Cynthia, visit her website:
www.CynthiaSax.com
.

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