Page 28 of The Billionaire's Secret
“Good.”She stands, then sighs.“Your father is the biggest disappointment in my life.But you and your brothers are the greatest things that ever happened to me.My goal is for the four of you to be happy and settled.”
My grandmother is usually stoic, and this unexpected show of emotion brings a lump to my throat.
“Be happy, Locke.That’s all I want.”
“What if that happiness means getting involved with my married assistant?”
“Salem isn’t married.I did a background check when I hired her.”
“What?You didn’t say anything to me.”
“Why would I?”She raises her brows.“Your grandfather and I are returning to Lucky River tonight.Come for a visit next week.”
“I will.”
As she leaves, she pauses at the desk where Salem is working and says something.I see Salem’s eyes widen and she darts a glance at me.
I wait until the coast is clear before I approach.“Did she warn you off?”
“I…no…” Salem fiddles with a pen.“She said she would welcome me as a granddaughter-in-law.What was that about?”
“Locke?”
“Who knows,” I say because I don’t want to scare her with the truth my grandmother sensed.That I intend to marry Salem and love her forever.“Let’s take off now.We’re going to my yacht.”
“Business trip?”she asks though she knows the real reason.
“This one is strictly for pleasure.”
Chapter Ten
Salem
Afterwereachtheyacht, the anticipation that I’m going to sleep with Locke brings an intense ache between my legs.
While he speaks to one of the crew members, I take a seat on the white leather chair at the back where I can watch him.
Locke looks like a relaxed gentleman in his suit with his tie loosened.But I sense the fire bubbling below that image.I’ve seen the heat in his gaze.
I imagine unbuttoning his dress shirt.Running my hands over his sculpted chest.I imagine setting him free to slake his hunger.Or maybe I’m the one imagining being free to slake my hunger.
He turns and strides forward, coming to sit beside me.He rests his hand on my leg just above my knee stroking me with his thumb.
“I made sure we’re not to be disturbed for any reason other than an emergency,” he says as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.“So feel free to scream my name.Pull my hair.Scratch my back if you want.”
I feel my face flush.“That won’t happen.I’m very refined.”I teasingly smack his hand and push it off my leg.“Very prim and proper.”
He chuckles.“I’m sure you think so.”His lips nuzzle the side of my neck.“But I look forward to proving you wrong.Mmm…your skin is so soft.Mine for the tasting and I will taste them along with every part of your body.”
His fire is already beginning to consume me and we’re just getting started.“Do you want to head below?”I’m eager to feel his body on mine.To feel the weight of him as he takes me.
“Not yet.”
He kisses me deeply, passionately.Making my head swim.This is what it’s like to be truly desired.To be consumed.
I rest my hand in his lap, letting my fingers graze his prominent bulge.Soon he’ll thrust into me.I groan against his mouth.
He slides his hands to my ass and lifts me onto his hardness still kissing me like he can’t get enough.His kisses are sweet, then fierce.Inviting, then taking.
