Billionaire Stepbrother: Winter (Our Forbidden Year Book 3) by Emilia Beaumont Read Free Book Online Page A

world, pick a destination, and I’ll make it happen.”
    “Lex,” Aimee whispered. Her eyes were filled with regret, and my heart took a sudden crash. Dread lined my stomach. Had I done all this for nothing? I almost didn’t want to hear the next words from her mouth. Was this the part when she said she wanted nothing to do with me? I didn’t know if I could survive that.
    “Before we go anywhere, I want to tell you I’m sorry.”
    I frowned, not understanding – what did she have to be sorry for? I was the one that’d made a mess of things.
    “What for?” I took her hand.
    “I spoke to Phoebe, she confessed everything. I’m sorry, I should’ve believed you. I should’ve stood by your side. And I know you could never have done what Adrianna’s claiming.”
    I didn’t know what to say.
    “Wow, for once you’re speechless!” she teased, digging her fingers into my sides and making me laugh involuntarily.
    “Come here, you,” I said as I lifted her onto me, her legs straddling my lap. I kissed up her neck, and then we sank into a deep kiss as if we’d never been apart.
    She gasped and pulled away. “I didn’t get you anything for Christmas!”
    I laughed; my hands moved to her front, and I placed them upon her breasts.
    “That’s OK. I have everything I want right here.”
    In a sudden blur of motion, Aimee ripped at my clothes, opening my jacket, pulling on my shirt and exposing my chest, sending buttons flying across the car. I let her claw at my skin, feeling her way down towards my stomach. She fumbled at my belt, quickly releasing my hard cock from inside my boxers. I leaned back and enjoyed the feel of her palm running up and down my shaft.
    My hands searched for the hem of her red dress, and I slid the material over her hips. I grabbed and slapped at her butt, enjoying the way her behind wiggled. She moaned for more, and I spanked her again.
    “I missed you so much,” I buried my head between her covered breasts as I pulled her to me.
    I slipped my hand in between her thighs from behind and eased the crotch of her knickers to the side. My fingers grew slick from her wetness, and I stroked her swollen lips.
    “Make love to me, Lex,” I heard her ask in between moans.
    I edged forward, guiding the tip closer to her. The head of my cock rested on the brink of her opening. She knew what was coming and couldn’t wait; Aimee ground against me, and I slipped all the way inside her.
    “So good, Aimee. God, you feel so good.”
    I took her hips in both hands, using them as leverage to drive deep within her, letting her feel every inch of my love for her. The pressure built in us both, and her walls closed in tight around my cock. Tensing and pulsing came in rapid waves.
    Aimee struggled to catch her breath, and she clung to me, her arms wrapped around my neck as I rocked within her.
    All of a sudden I saw a kaleidoscope of sparks appear behind my eyelids, and I momentarily lost myself as a violent eruption released from deep within me. She tightened around me – her fingernails clawed at my neck, and her thighs tensed up, keeping my cock prisoner within her as a shock–wave of tremors rumbled between her legs.
    We opened our eyes and stared at each other.
    And I fell for her all over again.
    “Marry me?” I gasped.

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