Page 186 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
Monday, December 5, 2022
Emily
After spending a week in Vegas, Iwas happy to return to New York, back to the apartment I’d grown fond of. Back to Stewart and Guillermo and Zena, people I’d come to care about over the course of the past month. This just felt more like home to me.
And while I didn’t mind the penthouse at the Monolith Las Vegas, it wasn’t the same. The views were significantly different and there was no doubt about it, I was lost to the beauty that was Central Park.
“Speaking of Central Park,” I said to Kieran, who was gloriously naked and joining me in the shower.
“Were we?”
I laughed, turning beneath the spray and tilting my head back. “I was in my head, anyway.”
I sighed when his hands caressed my sides, sliding up and down, his thumbs lightly teasing my nipples every so often. I would cave to his sensual demands, but not yet.
“Why haven’t I seen where you or Knox live?” I turned to face away from him, not letting him seduce me just yet. “Do you have apartments here in the city?”
“Aye,” he answered against my ear, his arms circling me, his hands covering my breasts.
“Are they a secret?”
“Nothing’s a secret from you, love.” He kissed my cheek lightly, rubbed his scruff over my skin. “Would you like to see them?”
I nodded, leaning into him.
“How about dinner tonight? We’ll take you there, give you the official tour.”
I giggled. “Just a short stop at each? Doesn’t sound like fun for dinner.”
“We’ll show you the one we share.”
I paused, my body going rigid. “You live together?”
“No. We spend nights together from time to time.”
For some reason that bothered me. I had spent quite a few nights alone since I’d moved in here, wondering what they were doing, whether or not they were missing me the way I’d been missing them. But they’d been together the whole time? And I hadn’t known?
“Love, whatever it is you’re thinking, you’re making it more than it is.” His hands fell from my breasts, but he continued to hug me to him. “If I had my way, I’d spend every night with you in my bed.”
“Then why don’t you?” I countered before I had a chance to process the thought. Did I really just invite them to live with me? Was I really ready for that?
Kieran gently turned me around to face him. He brushed his hands over my hair, slicking it back as he met my gaze. His blue eyes were warm. “Because you haven’t invited me.”
I held his stare. “What if I did?”
I saw a flash in his gaze, but I couldn’t quite make out what it was. A second later, all thoughts fled because Kieran’s lips crashed to mine. His hands were more urgent, his tongue more insistent. It brought my body roaring to life, every cell starting that delicious hum as he held me close, teased me mercilessly until I was trying to climb his body.
He pulled his mouth from mine, cupped my face, and stared down at me.
His hands moved over my head, his eyes hot and bright, his words a soft, lyrical whisper when he said, “Ah,cailín deas. I can’t get enough of you.”
A gruff growl came seconds before he moved,turning me away from him. His touch was rough and urgent, as though he needed me right then. I smacked my palms flat on the steam-fogged glass and moaned as he stepped up behind me. He lifted my left leg, spreading me open before pushing his cock inside.
“Ah, Em...” He pulled out, pushed back in, pulled out slowly. “Grá milis.” He thrust in deep. “Heaven isn’t as sweet.”
My body shuddered from the growl in his voice, the hunger in his tone. There was no gentle foreplay, but I didn’t care. I loved him like this. Desperate, aching. It mirrored exactly how he made me feel.
My palms squeaked on the glass as they slid down in my attempt to keep upright when he slammed into me. I didn’t have to worry because Kieran was right there, his other arm banding around me, holding me tight while he fucked me hard and deep, jarring my body with every urgent thrust. It was brutal and delicious. From this point forward, I wanted to be woken up just like this.
