The Billionaires’ Prize (The Heiress Merger #2)

4. Gabe

4

GABE

I know it was my idea to be open with Katherine. No lies, I said. But now that I’m ready to push the words past my lips, self-preservation holds me back. Which is silly.

She gave herself to us last night. Made herself vulnerable. She swallowed my cum. There’s zero reason to hold back now. But somehow, this feels more intimate.

“It’s not easy, is it?” Her whispered question is full of mirth. And challenge. Always a challenge where Katherine is concerned. When she offers a compromise, she makes you work for it.

Which I freaking love.

This is the Katherine I find addictive. Funny. Charming. Witty.

And warm. Who would have thought under all that ice was a volcano of heat and passion just waiting to be released?

“When you look at me like that, I forget what words are,” I admit.

She smirks and slides a hand up my chest, tentative at first, as if she’s unsure if she should be touching me. I take her hand in mine and press a kiss to each fingertip. A shiver wracks her body.

“You’re addictive.” I nip her index finger. “I woke up wanting a fix.”

Her lips part in a gasp. The huskiness shoots straight to my dick.

“And I know the smart thing to do is to head back to the city. Lock myself in my apartment. Let Alex have you—” Just saying the words makes my body hum with annoyance. That feels wrong.

“Gabe—”

“You two are a match. He can protect you. He’s from your world?—”

She presses a finger to my lips, silencing me. “Do you want to know what I was thinking?”

How can she be so calm when I feel like there’s a cyclone inside me? I nod despite the storm.

“I was wondering how I’m going to keep from melting every time we’re sitting across the conference table from each other at board meetings.”

My anxiety shuts down like she reached inside me and flipped the switch. Heat rushes over my skin as pleasure fills my veins. She’s thinking about us. Together. In the future.

I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her hips to mine. “Melting?”

She nods, that pretty golden copper hair shimmying around her shoulders, and then shrugs. “You always have your stern daddy face on.”

My cock twitches.

“Is that right?” I cup her cheek.

“You go from cocky to domineering the instant you sit down. It’s like you’re going to do right by the kids, no matter the cost. You get results, but it’s frustrating as hell.”

There’s more she wants to say. I can see it in her eyes and the way her lips part.

“And?”

“Sexy as sin.”

Wait.

The world screeches to a halt.

Does my little lioness have a submissive side?

Fuck, that’s hot.

“You know what’s sexy as sin, Princess? You in those little pencil skirts.” I mold her hips with my hands. “Strutting around like you own the place. Like you have no fucking clue how desirable you are. But you do know, don’t you?”

I dip my thumb into her waiting mouth, and she hums. “You do it on purpose, don’t you?”

“What?” she asks around my knuckle.

“Swing those hips.” I run my hand up and down her side, squeezing her curves. “Cross and uncross those legs until I have no choice but to remain seated.”

She lets out a little whimper. It’s soft and utterly delicate, like a butterfly’s wings, but the tiny sound reaches down and grabs hold of my dick. After last night, I’ve got a thousand more fantasies about her on her knees, sucking me off. Whimpering around my cock like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted and she won’t stop until I blow.

I drag my thumb over her lower lip, leaving a wet trail across her skin. She’s right there with me, reveling in the rawness of our attraction. Happy to create a mess with me.

“And you’re worried about melting?” I press a kiss against the corner of her lips and then trail mine down to her ear. “I think next time, I’ll have to see for myself what you wear beneath those skirts.”

She clutches me tighter, her breasts smashing against my chest. I groan against her neck and inhale her delicious scent. I don’t know what she bought while she was on her shopping spree with Ford, but damn if it doesn’t wind me up.

“Are you wet, Princess?”

She nods, and I capture her tiny sigh with my lips. It’s mine. I’m claiming it. What I didn’t say earlier, my truth, is that I want to claim her.

Own her.

Sync up our schedules so that she’s with me always.

Yes, I’m absolutely being ridiculous, but she tastes that good. Her lips were made for mine. The sass and softness fill something in my soul.

I lift my head and suck in a deep breath. She’s just as winded and wide-eyed, like she can’t quite believe how nuclear our passion is. That makes two of us, Princess.

“Are you going to help me make our girl come or just stand there and watch?” I ask Alex, who’s had his hands planted on the counter for the last minute and a half. Sometimes, I think he’s half gargoyle. He’s so watchful.

Katherine gasps, spinning in my arms. I pull her back against my chest, one hand slipping beneath her sweater to her warm, silky skin. Alex shoves away from his perch and stalks around the peninsula, his dark eyes locked on Katherine.

“Fuck. She’s trembling.”

“With need.” He sounds so confident. “Right, Katie Bird?”

She nods, her head rocking against my chest.

“Is that right?” I duck my head, pressing a kiss into her hair. “You need something, Princess?”

I love the way she trembles at endearments. It’s so freaking sweet.

Alex closes the distance in a few steps. Then he cups her cheek and ducks his head, kissing her until she moans. Feeling him take control makes my knees weak. She presses her hips against my cock, and I give her a little thrust to let her know I’m with her.

“Do you want to come, Princess? Should we hurry before your bestie gets back?”

The mention of Kingston has her tensing in my arms, then whimpering. She slides a hand into Alex’s hair and presses up on her toes to be closer to him. It’s so fucking hot to feel her between us. The way she melts into him then sways against me.

Reaching back, she clutches my hip, holding me to her. It’s like she wants to be caged. Surrounded.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” I slip my fingers beneath the elastic of her leggings, burrowing beneath her panties until her slickness coats my fingers. She presses her hips forward, trapping my arm between her pussy and Alex’s erection.

He doesn’t move or shy away, just keeps kissing her. Drinking from her lips.

I tease her lower lips apart, and she widens her stance. “Good girl.”

Her fingers squeeze my hip, and she severs her kiss, gasping for breath. Alex straightens, his massive chest expanding with a deep breath. She turns in my arms, and I immediately drop to my knees. I’m not missing this opportunity.

Holding her gaze, I tug her leggings and panties down in one firm grip. She falls back against Alex, and he wraps an arm just under her breasts, holding her tight. His other hand tugs up the hem of her sweater, splaying across her stomach. Her skin is pale against his tan. Heavens help me, but when I lock eyes with her again, all I see is blue-green fire. Twin flames of desire.

Groaning, I lean forward and nip her hip. She gasps, and a hand drops to the back of my head, threading through my hair. She smells like warm, musky perfection, and I nibble my way straight to her center and lift her left leg. Her leggings tangle around her shoe. With a grunt, I yank both off and am rewarded with a husky giggle and a smooth thigh draping over my shoulder.

She’s gorgeous, glistening with arousal. I give her a long lick. Gods. She’s the epitome of sex and sin. I lap at her clit, delighting in her moans. Her fingers tighten, and she rolls her hips, finding a rhythm.

Looking up her gorgeous body, I see Alex’s hand moving beneath the fabric of her top. Rolling, pulling, pinching with the precision that just might make her come without any help from me. The man is a fucking savant when it comes to a woman’s anatomy, and I’ll admit, sometimes I’m jealous.

But not today. Not now.

Right now, we’re making Katherine squirm with need, and I won’t stop until I taste her on my tongue.

Diving back in, I set a steady pace with the tip of my tongue, up and down flicks that make her shudder. She jerks her hips back, gasps for air, and then thrusts her pelvis at my waiting mouth. I groan, sinking deep, tonguing her pussy as I hold her open.

“That’s it,” I say darkly. “Come on my tongue.”

I add my middle finger to the mix, sliding it up the front wall of her pussy, searching for that place that will make her eyes roll back in her head. But I don’t let up on her clit. She’s going to give me that orgasm, and I’m going to earn it.

“Ohmy—” Her hips give a quick one-two-three thrust. Then, both her hands clamp around Alex’s forearm, holding on tight.

Her torso rolls in a wave, and she bites her lower lip.

“That’s it, Beauty. Ride his face,” Alex whispers, his dark, rich voice winding around us like melting chocolate.

I almost come; it’s that dreamy.

“Do you like his tongue?” he asks.

I close my eyes and focus on bringing her pleasure. But it’s impossible to blot out her needy “mmhmm.”

Fuck yes. I love that sound. The way she hums in the back of her throat, all the tiny little whimpers that make me harder than stone.

Curling my finger in a come-hither motion, I latch onto her clit, giving it a gentle suction. A full-body shudder courses through her, and the leg over my shoulder squeezes me.

Alex murmurs soft, sweet words of encouragement.

One more flick of my tongue, and her muscles seize tight. There’s a breathy gasp, followed by a long moan as her cunt ripples around my finger.

“That’s it, Beauty.”

She sags in Alex’s hold, spent, wrung out. I withdraw my finger, and she whimpers again. Meeting my gaze, I suck my finger into my mouth, and her lips part.

My cock strains against my zipper, desperately wanting out. Needing her.

But this moment is about her pleasure. About making sure she knows how much I enjoy eating her pussy. Leaning back in, I close my eyes and lap up every drop.

Alex groans and I can’t help it. Knowing my best friend is happy and pleased completes this moment. Crosses all the Ts and dots every I.

Kingston’s voice cuts through our bliss. “Well, I guess that answers that question.”