Billionaire Season 3: Summer Ablaze (Billionaire Season Trilogy) by Kimball Lee Read Free Book Online Page B

His face was a true masterpiece and a wicked gleam in his eyes threatened to melt her bikini bottoms smooth off.
    “It isn’t. The sex is just an added bonus, like winning the lottery every time your skin touches mine,” he said and he reached for her and pulled her up and against him, his lips finding hers in a kiss so deep and full of hunger it was as if they hadn’t made love a half dozen times in the last twenty or so hours.
    “That bath you mentioned earlier sounds good, or maybe a shower would be better.” She whispered when he let her catch her breath. “I’ve gotta a lot of sand in this bikini and a few other places, maybe you could help me wash it off. We should talk about some decisions I’ve made about my life— like not getting my master’s degree and what I really want to do. I want to write a novel, immerse myself in the creative process…. But we can save the details for later, I am sore but since you’re standing there looking good enough to eat and you’ve vowed to be my sex slave, there’s time enough for the real world later on.”
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    “What is it with you and sex and hotels, William?” Allie’s breathing was ragged as they crashed through the door of his suite, their lips and bodies melded together from the moment they’d entered the elevator. “I thought you were in the shipping business. Do you think I can only be seduced if there’s a lobby, a concierge, and an elevator?”
    “Maybe,” William groaned as he set her down on the bed and stepped back to catch his breath. “I had an elevator installed in my new home in the Garden District. It’s not a necessity but I thought it might entice you to… well you know: You, me, hotels, elevators, we seem to get along incredibly well.”
    “You’ve finished restoring your house already? Have you moved in, what about the townhouse?”
    “It’s almost done, I lit a fire under the contractor and told him I wanted to be in before the end of summer. It’s a magnificent old house, lots of secret passageways and bizarre nooks and crannies and odd rooms for every conceivable activity. A massive house that will be a fine home for a family someday… I hope. A troop of decorators are scurrying around getting furniture and art work and drapes in place. I’m anxious for you to see it Allie, it has one room in particular that I think will appeal to you. I hope you love it, that it might be a place you’ll want to spend time… but that’s a conversation for another day.”
    “Sounds wonderful, does the room you think will appeal to me have a bed in it. I’m kind of a mind reader, you might say,” she said as she crossed the room and stood with her back to him and her hands pressed against a window that overlooked the Gulf.
    “Darling girl, you are not even warm with that guess. I told you, I’m in love with your mind not just you’re body, even though that is a spectacular bonus,” He whispered as his chest pressed into her narrow back, he lifted her long, heavy hair with one hand and scattered kisses along her neck while his free hand lifted the hem of her shirt. Her ass was small and high and fit into his palm so fucking perfectly that he wanted nothing more than to tear her bikini away and fuck her hard and deep as she steadied herself against the glass.
    “Do you wanna know why I caved so easily when you showed up here asking—wait, make that begging —for my forgiveness?” She said, spreading her legs slightly as he slid two fingers over her sex so that she moaned and rested her fevered cheek against the window pane.
    “Because you couldn’t stop staring at the outline of my cock in my pants?”
    “That’s it alright, I am only in love with your body,” she said, rolling her eyes and shaking her head although they both knew it was partly true. She turned to face him suddenly, lifting his fingers to her lips to watch his eyes while she licked the taste of her arousal from them. “Aside from what you have to offer in bed