The Billionaire's Desire (A Billionaire BWWM Steamy Romance) by Mia Caldwell Page A

neck. "I love how wet you
are for me...."

 
    "I
never would have guessed you were so dirty, Carter," I pant into his hair.
" I feel like I am seeing two different Carter Eastons.   He switches from cool and reserved to
hot and hungry so quickly that I cannot keep track of who I am with.

 
    "How
dirty do you want me to be, Sanniyah?"

 
    I moan
slightly. I don't know. My sex life resembles my personal life; coolly professional
and only interested in results. The few lovers I've had have amounted to
nothing more than a means to an end. A quick fuck to scratch the itch and then
long stretches of solitude. "I'll tell you when to stop," I say.

 
    "When
I'm done with you, you're going to be begging for more." He says it and I
know he's not just boasting. It's a promise.

 

 
 
    Chapter Fourteen

 
    Carter

 
 
 
    There are
no paparazzi hiding in the bushes. No reporters with telephoto lenses nudging
their way into my private moment.

 
    Once I
know that for sure, I can let down my guard.

 
    I can
tell Sanniyah is taken aback, but any attempts I might have made to explain why
I am acting strangely are lost to me the minute her lips touch mine.  

 
    The
minute her lips touch mine, I am a man possessed.

 
    I knew
they would be soft. I knew she would taste sweet. I knew all of this
instinctually, just like I knew her moans would drive me insane. The moment I
hear her let loose and sigh against me, I knew I had to make her make that
sound again and again and again.

 
    The
good thing about Benson is that he doesn't let anything distract him from his
job. He flies the helicopter and doesn't look back into the cabin at all. But I
think he knows what I am doing, because the ride out to Annika is taking a lot longer
than it normally should. I feel a slight shift under me as we bank and I
realize he is circling.

 
    Good
man. I need to give him a raise.

 
    Sanniyah's
eyes are wide and bright, and her breath is coming in shallow, heaving gasps
that do amazing things to her perfect, caramel colored tits. They are teasing
me, hidden away as they are underneath that no-nonsense black dress. I mean to
have that dress lying in a puddle on the helicopter floor in a second. My
fingers itch to shove her panties aside and let my tongue dance into her
wetness.

 
    But
then Sanniyah groans, arching herself away from me. The shining hunger leaves
her eyes and she blinks like she is awakening from a drugged sleep.
"Carter..." she says, and her voice is an apology.

 
    I
swallow back a rush of frustrated desire. "Are you okay?" I ask
instead.

 
    "The
pilot," she whispers, darting her eyes towards Benson.

 
    I sigh
and pull back, plopping next to her. She doesn't know Benson like I do. He's
been approached at least a million times by the tabloids to sell his stories
and every time he comes directly to me. The man is loyal to a fault, even
though their offers keep getting more and more lucrative. I match their offers
every time. Loyalty is one thing, but cold hard cash is an even more effective
way to buy silence. "I can wait," I tell her instead. "I don't
plan on rushing, tonight."

 
    Sanniyah
smiles softly and it is so damn beautiful I feel my heart stop. "I thought
you don't plan, period," she says.

 
    "Ah,
you were listening?"

 
    "I'm
really good at it. Part of the job and all."

 
    "Well
how about this." I lean in, brushing an escaped strand of hair behind her
ear and bringing my lips close to it. She shivers and I swear it sends a
shockwave directly to my groin. I want to make her do that again too. "Listen to what I'm saying. Are you listening?"

 
    She nods,
and bites her lip.

 
    "Tonight
I'm going to feed you dinner. Watch you eat. And then?"

 
    I pause
deliberately, unable to finish my sentence. I can see her heart beating rapidly
under her skin. I am as hard as a diamond.

 
    "And
then?" she prompts.

 
    "Still
listening?"

 
    "Yes."

 
    "I'm
going to watch you eat.