Romance: The Billionaire's Desire by Kelli Sloan Read Free Book Online Page B

other painting?  Do you know who owns it?”
    “A prince in Europe owns the other painting.  He also won’t sell it.”
    “Hmmm… I would like more bang for my buck.  If I was to spend two million dollars on a painting, I would like something bigger, something more impressive.”
    “It’s not the size that counts,” Nathan smiles.
    “It certainly helps though,” I smile back.
    “How are you?” he asks, as this is the first time we have talked since our incident with Robert. 
    “I’m well.  My head was a little sore for a few days, but I’m well.”
    “And your partner?”
    “He’s ok.  He spent a three days in hospital and he’s got a few stiches in his head but he’ll be back at work within a couple more days.  How are you?”
    “I’m fine.  Maybe my ego was a little bruised.”
    “Robert was a psycho, there is no dishonor in being thrown aside by him.”
    “Maybe,” Nathan sighs, “But what are you doing here?  Do I have to answer more questions about the robbery?”
    “No more questions.  I just came past to say thank you.”
    He laughs, “I should be thanking you.  You are the one that saved my life.”
    “But if you didn’t appear out of the shadows, the situation could have been a lot worse,” I shrug my shoulders.
    “At least Robert will go away for a while.”
    “Robert did mention something interesting,” I pause.
    “What was that?”
    “He said that you asked him to steal the painting a year ago?”
    Nathan looks away, “I told you Sarah, I am not a nice man.”
    “Did you ask him to steal the painting?” I press for an answer.
    “It’s best if we do not discuss that Sarah.  If you go down that line of questioning, there is likely to be a lot of information that you may find… unlawful.”
    “How will you get the painting now?”
    “I’ll continue to ask to buy it.  There is too much commotion around the painting to try and acquire it any other way.”
    “Are any of these other paintings stolen?”
    He looks around the room, studying each painting, “You’re a good girl, Sarah.  You’re a cop.  You shouldn’t ask questions where you don’t want to know the answer.”
    I look deep into his eyes.
    He is so seductive.
    So sexy.
    “Is there anything else I can help you with today, Sarah?”
    “I only wanted say thank you,” I keep the conversation light.
    Nathan nods and we stand in silence for a few moments.  He makes no further attempt at conversation.
    “Ok,” I nod, “Thank you.”
    I start to walk out of the room, leaving behind a sexy billionaire.
    “Wait,” Nathan says, as I am about to exit out the door.
    “Yes?”
    “I should be thanking you,” Nathan smiles.
    Nathan walks towards me and my heart starts beating harder. 
    My breathing quickens and my body temperature rises. 
    “Thank you,” he whispers as he comes right up to me.
    His large hands hold my face gently and he leans down to kiss me.
    Yes…
    His kiss is tender and laced with desire.
    He gently pulls away from the kiss, staring into my eyes.
    “Now it is my turn to thank you,” I smile cheekily as I rest my hand on his groin.
    He is clearly happy with that.
    Nathan leans down and kisses my lips gently again.  As we kiss, the bulge in his trousers swells.
    Damn.
    The lust in the room is overpowering.
    Despite being lost in the passionate kiss, I notice his hands slowly creep down my body, until it stops on my bottom. 
    His strong hands run over the flesh of my behind with a smooth and tender touch.  As I press into him, I can feel the bulge in his trousers against me.
    The tender kisses send me into overdrive.  One of his hands reaches up and caresses the side of my face.
    Wow…
    His sensual touch is astonishing. 
    I am his. 
    He owns me.
    I am lost in his erotic touch, lost in the way he holds me. 
    Quickly, the tenderness makes way for passion.
    Our movements become driven by lust and Nathan begins to undress me, throwing my shirt off my shoulders.  His hands