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  He reaches over, taking my hand in his and lifts it, kissing each fingertip. “I was aggravated. Some dumbass interrupted Gail’s Saturday, which in turn made her worried enough to call me. But we’ve got it handled.”

  I get a nagging feeling that there’s a lot more to the story but decide to drop it because, obviously, he doesn’t want to share. He tugs me into him and kisses me softly then leans his forehead against mine.

  “I also asked her to locate a boat salesman.”

  “Why?”

  “I’m buying a boat. After today, I decided we are going to spend a lot more time on the water.”

  “You enjoyed it that much? I thought you’d been on a charter before.”

  “I have. Dozens of times. But today was different. Today, I was with you, and seeing how much you enjoyed it made me want to give that to you anytime you want.”

  “What?” I jerk back to read his face. “You can’t be serious.”

  “I am serious.” His eyes shine bright.

  “You’re buying a fishing boat because I had a good time?”

  “Sure am. But it will be more than a fishing boat. I want bedrooms, a fully equipped galley, and anything else you request. ”

  “Do you know anything about boats?”

  He cocks an eye at me with a look of exasperation. “Bizzy.”

  “No, I mean it. You’re talking crazy!”

  He knifes up, twisting fast, and brings me down on my back. He leans on his elbow, and his other hand pushes my hair out of my face as he runs his fingers along my hairline.

  “Did you have fun today?”

  “You know I did.”

  “So I’m buying one. I think the name Benn Bizzy has a nice ring to it, don’t you?”

  I suck in a breath at the thought he’d want to combine our names. My pulse starts racing, and I have to bite my tongue to stop the tears that threaten.

  Is this really happening? Is this kind of happiness possible?

  When I think I can speak without my voice cracking, I cup his cheek and run my thumb across his bottom lip.

  “I think it’s a great name.”

  “Then it’s settled.”

  “You have more money than sense, you know that?”

  “Probably, but anything that’s within my power and reach that puts a smile on your face, I’m going to do it.”

  “Just so you know, I’m a pretty simple girl.”

  “The only thing simple about you is your modesty. Otherwise, you are deep and passionate, with a loving nature that captures everyone in your web. Anyone lucky enough to be in your presence can feel your warmth. If I had to describe you to anyone, they’d think I was lying because beauty like yours is so rare.”

  His words sink in, filling me with so much love for this man, I want to burst. My hands thread through his thick hair and trail down his cheeks, the stubble on his face leaving a tingle in my fingertips. “Shaw?” I swallow hard, trying not to lose my courage.

  “Yes?”

  “Make love to me. Give me something I’ve dreamed about for years. Prove to me this is real.”

  His eyes grow wide and transform into the most exotic shade of honey as they pierce into mine. The little bit of air between us starts to sizzle with sexual desire. My breathing picks up as he searches my face for any sign of uncertainty. I know he wanted to take this part of our relationship slow, but I don’t want to wait.

  He skims his hand down my neck and across my collarbone, stopping at the strap of my tank.

  “No going back.”

  “I don’t want to go back. I want you.”

  He leans in, running his tongue around my lips. I part them, stroking my own tongue against his teasingly. He takes his time kissing me lazily then changes his tune, going deeper, possessing me with every swirl until my head is swimming in lust.

  In the last thirty-six hours, I’ve kissed this man more than anyone in my life. This kiss is different. I feel the meaning deep in my soul. He’s telling me everything I want to hear without words.

  This is it. We’re crossing into territory we can never return from.

  His hand travels down to the hem of my shirt and slides underneath, making contact with my skin. Desire and anticipation flow through my veins. I groan into his mouth when he finally runs his thumb over my aching nipple. I arch into him, sliding my foot up his leg and around his waist, forcing his hips into mine.

  It’s his turn to moan when his hard erection brushes against my center. Desire turns into a searing need, and I move my hand slowly down his firm chest and torso, sliding directly into his pants. My fingertips graze over his head, scraping my nails gently.

  He’s so smooth and thick, scorching hot against my palm. I try to adjust so my hand can grip his entire length, but it’s impossible. His own hand moves to the other side of my chest, rolling my nipple between his fingers. I pump him up and down, feeling a touch of moisture.

  “If you do that again, I’ll fucking come before I even get inside you,” he growls, tearing away.

  I freeze when he lowers his face. His eyes have turned the most startling shade of topaz I’ve ever seen. And they’re singeing a hole into me.

  In a flash, he twists us both, and I have no choice but to release him when he tears my tank top over my head. Instantly, his mouth covers a nipple, and he sucks hard, the stubble on his face scraping against the sensitive skin in a deliciously erotic way. Part of me wants to enjoy every single nip and lick, memorize the way he lavishes my chest. But the other part of me needs more, so much more, as my blood sears through my veins.

  “More,” spills out on a ragged breath.

  Without breaking the connection, he bends on his knees and pushes my shorts down my legs until they’re gone. I grip his shoulders as the cool air hits my overheated skin. He touches my hips and stops moving, lifting up to look at me. I’m completely naked and exposed, lying under him.

  “Fucking perfection.” There’s an appreciation in his tone that’s new.

  The energy in the room changes again as he lowers himself, kissing and nipping along my skin, until he gets to my thighs. He sucks lightly on the inside of one leg, and I whimper. When he spreads my legs and swipes his tongue along my center, I arch into him, crying out at the sensation. He licks me in an agonizingly slow pace, driving me wild.

  I’ve had very few lovers, and none of them have ever taken this time with me. No one has ever tried to pleasure me this way. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s intoxicating and addictive.

  His teeth graze across my clit, and I twist, my hands gripping his scalp. He moves back and uses only the tip of his tongue then thrusts in, sucking at the same time. His mouth repeats the motion, over and over, until I’m panting. Every nerve ending in my body is sizzling.

  Electric heat travels down my spine, my stomach coiling tight. He grazes my clit once more, and I explode, screaming his name. He doesn’t stop, sliding one finger into me, and I come again, my vision going spotty. Waves of pleasure continue to roll through my body.

  I want to cry when he moves away, but my eyes stay closed as my body quivers from the most intense orgasms of my life. I faintly hear rustling and feel Shaw’s body come back over mine, covering me, skin to skin.

  His cock twitches against my stomach, and when I open my eyes, he lowers himself to my neck.

  “One day very soon, I’m going to spend the entire night licking you. I’ll fuck you with my tongue until you beg me to stop. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. But I’m a greedy bastard and can’t wait another second to get inside you.”

  I lower my eyes and see he’s rolled on a condom and is now positioned perfectly between my legs. Even with my mind still hazy, I shiver in excitement.

  “Tell me this is still okay, Bizzy.”

  “I want you.” My arms and legs circle around him, opening myself completely.

  He slides in gently, his eyes locke
d with mine. Inch by inch, he sinks into me, and I fight not to clench down. I force myself to focus because I have to remember this moment forever. He stops, lowering himself to his elbows, and cradles my head, kissing me tenderly.

  “You okay?”

  “Yes,” I whisper, wanting all of him.

  His hips jerk, entering me all the way. I cry out at the invasion, immediately feeling him everywhere in my body. He freezes, concern etched on his face.

  “I’m okay, I swear. Give me a second.”

  As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I relax and adjust to him, my muscles contracting around his thickness. He hisses and a groan rumbles from his chest.

  “You’re so fucking tight. Jesus, it’s like heaven.”

  He starts to move, slowly at first, then picks up speed, surging in and out. I squeeze my legs around his waist, throwing my head back as each thrust hits me so deep I can’t stop the noises escaping. Every movement causes a ripple of pleasure so intense, I struggle to hold on.

  My release builds again, and I moan, swiveling my hips to his.

  “Oh fuck, baby, tell me you’re close.”

  “God, yes.”

  Two things happen at once. Somehow, he balances on one elbow and moves his free hand to my chest, pinching my nipple. At the same time, he puts his mouth to my neck and bites down lightly, leaving a small sting.

  I scream as I shatter around him, barely hearing him growl as he plunges deep and stills, his cock pulsing inside me.

  There are no words as he starts to glide gently, both of our chests beating together. My legs unclasp and loosen around his waist, but I can’t let go.

  “I’m ruined. Fucking ruined,” he mumbles into my ear.

  “Pretty sure I am, too,” I breathe out.

  We stay connected for a while, his head cradled in my neck, while I draw lazy patterns on his back.

  “Baby, you’re making me hard again.” He shuffles his hips. “I need to get rid of this condom.”

  “Okay.”

  His lips move over mine as he rolls away, and I almost cry at the loss of his body heat. “Round two will be much slower than round one. Get ready.”

  He gives me a seductive grin and disappears into the bathroom.

  I do an all over body-tremble, ready for round two…and three…

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you somewhere special for dinner?” Shaw nibbles on my ear, tightening his hold around my stomach.

  “You know that would require we get dressed.” I motion to myself, only wearing his t-shirt.

  “Fuck that idea. We’ll order room service.”

  “Nicky’s game starts in an hour,” I remind him.

  “For the first time in my life, I don’t give a shit about Nick’s game.”

  “Shaw! He’d be crushed.”

  “Not if he knew what I was doing. He’d totally understand.”

  “Well, I can’t miss it. He’ll kill me… and you.”

  “So, I had a ton of plans scheduled for you today, and we missed them all. Spa, shopping, complete pampering. Sorry I ruined them.”

  “I told you before, I didn’t want to leave the suite. It’s been quite relaxing.” I brush my hand over his shorts and between his hipbones, growing confident when his cock thickens under my touch.

  “Bizzy,” he growls, grabbing my hand and cupping himself. “See what you do to me?”

  “Oh yeah, I like what I do to you.”

  “Pretty sure I need to run to the store for more condoms.”

  “Ugh,” I huff and throw myself across his lap. “For a man who had a plan, you didn’t plan very well.”

  “I didn’t guess this would happen.” He kisses my lips tenderly. “A man can dream, but he can never dream this.”

  “I’m still wondering how this happened,” I mutter softly against his mouth.

  “This happened because a cocky bastard, who never thought this was possible, finally opened his eyes and noticed the woman of his dreams was right in front of him.”

  I go still, his words seeping into my body. “For such a strong, demanding, and powerful businessman, you sure are sweet.”

  “Only with you, baby. From this day forward, only with you.”

  I reach up and seal my lips to his again, soaking in the gravity of the moment. The air starts to heat with sexual tension when I run my foot along his thigh and under the leg of his shorts.

  “Biz,” he says into my mouth, “condoms.”

  “I’m on the pill. I know it sounds cliché… but I feel safe with you.”

  He stills and lifts up, his eyes roaming my face. “You are safe with me, always. Are you sure?”

  I nod, running my hands through his hair, and feel the most confident I ever have in my life. “Yes, I trust you.”

  He has us both naked in under a minute, kissing every inch of skin his mouth touches. I moan, unashamed, when he slides into me for the first time without any barriers. He goes slow, tilting my hips and sinking deep, then drops his forehead to mine.

  “I’m never letting you go,” is the last thing he says before shattering my world apart.

  Over and over again.

  Chapter 9

  Shaw

  “It’s so beautiful. I’m sad we’re leaving.” Bizzy sips her coffee, staring at the ocean from the balcony. There are a few early morning walkers and surfers on the beach, but otherwise, it’s pretty empty. She sighs wearily and places her cup on the table between us.

  Without knowing it, she’s given me the open door to discuss something that’s been on my mind since we woke up on Saturday morning. Sleeping next to her each night, seeing her face first thing every morning, has become a habit I don’t want to break. Not to mention the fact that I have all access to her body. Now that I know what it feels like to sink deep into her anytime, it’s not something I’m willing to give up.

  Ever.

  I go over to her, pulling her gently out of her chair and into me. My hands move to her lower waist, settling on her hips. She drapes her arms around my shoulders and looks at me with her eyes full of sadness. A burst of pain hits me square in the chest at the sight.

  “You know I have a very similar view from my balcony at home. We could have mornings like this every day.”

  Her eyes scrunch until the reality of what I’ve said washes over her. She drops her arms and stumbles back, but I don’t let her go far, dropping my hands to her ass and steadying her.

  “You aren’t suggesting—”

  “I could be.”

  “You can’t be serious.”

  “Before you let your imagination run wild, hear me out. I’ve thought this through, and when we get back to Miami, it’s going to suck getting back into our routines. I work days and you work nights, but the nights you aren’t working, I want you in my bed. If you’ll give me that, I promise coffee service on the balcony each morning you’re there.”

  Her lips tip up in a sexy grin as she lifts up on her toes, running her mouth along mine. “Coffee service, huh? You’re going to bribe me with coffee on your balcony?”

  She wiggles against me, and my cock instantly hardens. “Did you hear the part about waking up in my bed?”

  “Mmmhmm.” She nips lightly along my jawline.

  “So you know that means you’ll also be naked, with me deep, deep inside you.”

  “That sounds tempting. What else?” Her lips move to kiss the corners of my mouth, and she swivels her hips into mine.

  I clasp her tighter, stopping her movements before I lose control. “My dick is throbbing, begging for release. If you don’t stop, I’m going to bend you over this balcony, and we’ll miss our flight.”

  She giggles, her lips smiling against mine. “I’ll behave.”

  “Only until we get home. Then, all bets are off. Mathis and Nick will have to make other plans for the night.”

  She freezes, her body jerking as her arms fall to her sides. Her ey
es lock with mine, and I don’t like what I see. A look of panic crosses her face as she steps back out of my grasp.

  I give her a second, and when she turns away, avoiding any further eye contact, my heart starts to race. “Bizzy?”

  “I don’t think we should tell the guys yet.” She says it so fast, I shake my head to make sure I heard her right.

  “Why?”

  “I think we should keep this between us for a while.”

  “Like a secret?”

  Her head swings to me, and she chews on her bottom lip, barely nodding. “You want us to hide this? Hide us? What the fuck?”

  She falls down in a chair and leans her elbows on her knees, hanging her head. “Because we’re so new. What happens if this weekend was a fantasy, and when we get back to reality, it all falls apart?”

  My heart races faster, and my blood pressure starts to spike. A muscle in my jaw ticks as I mentally count to ten before I respond. It doesn’t calm me; instead, my anger fuels at her assumptions.

  “You think this isn’t real? Everything we’ve said, everything we’ve done? All of this? Do you have that little of faith in us?” I throw my arms out, motioning to our surroundings. “This is the most real thing I’ve ever experienced in my whole life. I thought you felt the same way. Guess I’m a fucking idiot.”

  “No! Shaw, that’s not what I meant.” Her face is pale when she finally meets my gaze.

  “I suggest you fucking explain really fucking quick because I’m lost.”

  “We left Miami as friends, great friends. To everyone else, I tagged along on a work trip. How’s it going to look when we return as lovers? How do we even explain it?”

  “We don’t because it’s no one’s Goddamn business.”

  “You know that’s not how it’ll work!” She stands, squaring off with me. Her eyes start to shine, but she pushes on. “We have too much at stake here. Friends, family… everything.”

  “You think I don’t know that? For fucks sake, thought I handled this shit on Friday night. I’m not fucking around. I came here not knowing if I’d ever have a chance with you, and I accepted that. But with that first taste of you, that first kiss, I was done. I’m crazy about you. Thought we were in this together, Bizzy. Thought you understood.