Beauty and the Billionaire (Billionaire Boys Club #2)(86)

“God, yes. I need you inside me.” She squeezed her h*ps again. “Right now.”

That was all the incentive he needed. Hunter stood and she heard his zipper before he pulled her h*ps down to the edge of the table. She felt his c*ck against her entrance, and then he hammered into her with a single move.

Her groan of pleasure matched his.

“I love you, Gretchen,” he gritted out, even as he began to thrust into her with rough strokes. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

He sounded wild, out of control, and it excited her even more. Each pounding stroke slammed her into the table and sent a wave of intense pleasure through her. She whimpered again, digging her fingernails into his shoulders as he continued to ram into her, his thrusts hard just like he promised.

And when she began to come, she did, in fact, scream his name.

He bit out a curse when she began to clench around him, and he pulled out of her. A moment later, hot seed splashed on her stomach as he stroked his cock, groaning.

She lay still beneath him as he finished, and when he was done, he inhaled deeply, opened his eyes, and fixed his intense gaze on her. His cheeks flooded with color. “I think I ruined your dress.”

“Or gave me a great excuse not to go back to the party,” she told him languidly. Man, she felt amazing now. She didn’t even mind that she had dirt in her hair. “But I suppose you have to go back, right?”

“Hell no,” he growled, tearing off his bowtie and then unbuttoning his shirt. When he pulled it off, he began to towel his cum off her stomach. “They can all leave as far as I’m concerned. I’m not letting you get away from me ever again.”

She smiled up at him. “You say the sweetest things, you sexy beast.”

“I mean every word of it,” he told her, his eyes serious. “I love you. You have no idea how much.”

Emotion clogged her throat as she sat up on the table. She carefully put her hands on each side of his face and gently kissed him. “I might love you more.”

He grinned, a boyish smile of delight crossing his face that made her heart clench with emotion. “Using this table might have been a regrettable action.”

“I’m not so sure about that,” she said in a low, purring voice. “I feel pretty good.”

“I destroyed all of the roses I was working on for you, though. The crossbreeds.”

She shrugged and wrapped her arms around his bare shoulders. “Guess I’ll have to stick around for the next batch.”

“It might take months before they’re ready again.”

“I’m in no rush,” she said softly. “I plan on being at your side for quite a while.”

He smiled.