Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(48)

“Answer me, do you like him?” Jeffrey was just as beautiful as the last time I saw him. His undercut was styled into arranged disarray and he wore another business suit. It was pinstriped grey that day.

“I do like him, he’s normal,” I said after I regained my ability to speak.

Jeffrey’s eyebrows furrowed.

“You want normal? Or do you want me?” Jeffrey gripped my upper arms in his hands firmly. His green hazel gaze was locked on mine as if I was his lifeline.

“I want you Jeffrey, but…” Jeffrey shook his head and I fell silent as to why he was doing that.

“No, buts. You want me and I want you. So we’re together. There’s nothing going on with Roxanna and I. I was wrong for not telling you that I couldn’t make it last night…she—she showed up at my house with her crap and I made the mistake of opening the door,” Jeffrey was obviously still beating himself up over the fact that he messed up with me again, over something Roxanna did.

“Please, I’m trying like hell to get it through her thick skull that I don’t want her, that I’m taken. You are too, Christina, I swear—God I was going to beat the crap out of that guy for touching you.”

Jeffrey pressed his lips against mine and my entire body reacted.

It was almost as if my body recognized its mate. Jeffrey’s lips moved urgently against mine, I melded against him and deepened the kiss, our tongues met and my fingers pushed into his hair. It was like I was starved for him.

“Shit, Christina, we need to get off the street,” Jeffrey said after breaking the kiss so we could both catch our breath. The rest of the world quickly came back into focus and I stepped away from him a fraction. Jeffrey chuckled and then he took my keys from me.

“We’ll take my car,” Jeffrey said, his tone of voice was promising and full of heated intent. A shiver traveled down my spine and I followed him a short way up the sidewalk, directly in front of the building the Six Fountain offices were located.

I realized that I must have missed it the entire time I walked with Trent to my car. Jeffrey held the door open for me and I climbed in, he got in after me and shut the door, then slid the partition up so that we could have some privacy.

“I need to be inside of you, Christina…now,” Jeffrey said bluntly as his eyes traveled the length of my body. I was wearing a skirt that day so having sex in the car would have been easy. My body was flushed and I did need him, probably equally as bad as he needed me.

“Okay,” I said simply and Jeffrey lifted my skirt before he pulled me to straddle his hips. He unzipped his fly and pulled his already rigid cock out. I kissed him while I guided him inside of me, I was already wet for him. Jeffrey filled me up and once he was fully sheathed inside of my quivering sex, I began to ride him, slow while I kept him buried deep at first, and then I quickened my pace while his hands gripped my ass tightly and guided me up and down on his cock.

I tried to keep my voice down, but I couldn’t help the soft moans and whimpers that escaped my throat every time he filled me up. Soon, Jeffrey was guiding my hips with his hands, slamming me down onto him hard and fast. My thighs tightened on either side of his hips and my sex quivered with my impending orgasm.

“Yes, baby, come for me…” Jeffrey whispered and I shot off into a mind numbing orgasm. Jeffrey held me against his chest while he thrust into me hard and fast before his own orgasm emptied into me in hot spurts. We were both breathing hard, as if we had been separated for months rather than a couple of nights.

“I don’t want this to happen ever again, let’s not have anything separate us, okay?” Jeffrey asked me and I nodded my head. I couldn’t agree with him more.

Chapter9

Jeffrey

Christina was dozing off against my shoulder while we drove the rest of the way to her apartment. I wanted her to pack a bag of her necessities and then, when we were back at home, I’d ask her to move in with me. I did not like being away from her at all. It made me too unfocused, too short tempered and needy.

I tightened my arm around her and kissed the top of her head. Her hair smelled like some sort of exotic fruit, like passion fruit or mango, and something else. The car pulled to a stop outside of Christina’s building and I gently woke her.

“Hey, we’re here. Get some things before we go back to my place.”

Christina rubbed her eyes while she nodded. I got out with her and went up to her apartment. She packed a suitcase without my even having to ask and I smiled, at least I knew she missed me just as much as I missed her.

“Okay, I’m set for like a month…at this point I should just move in…” she mumbled as she walked past me to the front door. I smiled and caught up with her to take the luggage.

“Why don’t you? I want you to move in, I was thinking about asking you for a while now,” I told her and she held the door open for me as I lugged the heavy bag out into the hall with us. She locked the door and we went down the stairs at the end of the hall to exit the building.

“I would like to live with you…but I’m just scared that we’re moving too fast,” Christina admitted.

I was excited about her telling me she wanted to live with me and then deflated when she brought up the “moving too fast” card.

“I mean people move in together when they are securely in love and know they are going to spend a considerable amount of their lives with someone, if not forever…” Christina pointed out.