Amedeo, Her Italian Billionaire(15)

He pulled her to her feet then put her on his bed. She looked at him with half-lidded eyes. Climbing on top of her, he nipped his way up her body settling in between her legs. His hand snaked down to find her sex and she arched her body into his. She was wet and ready, but he found her spot and made her come.

“That’s number one.”

Her chest heaved. He slid inside of her loving the feel of them with no barrier. He stopped when he was all the way in just to enjoy the sensation. He took her face in his hands, kissing her. Bracing himself above her, he set up a rhythm, changing it periodically. Her body arched up to meet his every thrust.

And then he felt it. Her body clenching around him. She let out a keening noise and he couldn’t hold on anymore. He followed her over the edge, his body knowing what to do because his mind was already gone. He couldn’t have told you his name.

This was the best sex he’d ever had. He leaned next to her, not wanting to put his weight on her. She put her hand on his chest, her breathing heavy. “Oh, God, Amedeo.”

He chuckled into her ear. “Yeah, I know. I felt it too.”

She snuggled closer to him. “That’s kind of scary. That we’re that good together.”

“Just means that we’ll have to take advantage of our time together,” he said.

“Why am I not surprised you said that?” she said.

He was a guy. He was going to use every tactic he could to get her in bed. Again and again. That’s just how it was. And now that she knew how good it would be, he’d bet he wouldn’t need to convince her.





Chapter4



Violet had the unenviable task of going to confront a client. He owned a small landscape architecture company that had been hacked. She’d found the hacker who had been put in jail. She also gave the company much better security for their computers.

He’d been ignoring her or giving her the runaround. She needed that money to pay some leftover bills. Maybe even pay off her credit card. She could be debt-free before the baby came.

To get there, she had to confront the man that was in charge of Hill’s Landscaping. Joseph Hill was a bear of a man. Unlike most men that large, he wasn’t a teddy bear. Instead, he was a grizzly bear. She’d dealt with his temper more than once. She was looking forward to never seeing him again.

His one-story building sat on three acres of land. He had examples of landscaping scattered about the property and the best looking shrubs Violet had ever seen. This was a little too country for her. Princeton was almost too country and that was a town. She was a city girl.

She could avoid muggers and robbers. Here, she expected a bear to walk out of the bushes. She knew what to do if a mugger came at her. A bear was out of her comfort zone. She glanced around as she climbed out of the car. Amedeo had sent her with his driver.

She didn’t own a car and she didn’t need a car. Her job was mainly on the computer and if she did meet a client, she usually rented a zip car. If Amedeo hadn’t insisted, she would have done that today.

Then again, she wasn’t looking forward to this confrontation so it had been nice to have company on the ride out. Not that her driver had talked at all. She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to talk to him, but she decided on the way back that she’d ride in the front. It was lonely in the back.

Steeling herself for what lay ahead, Violet squared her shoulders, then strode to the front door of the building. She passed the shrubs and a several pots of flowers. The landscaping company also did hardscaping. She knew way more about this stuff than any city girl needed to.

She cracked her knuckles then pulled the glass door open. The lobby had some plants in it, of course. A receptionist sat behind a small desk, a phone headset on. She smiled at Violet.

“I’m here to see Mr. Hill.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“No, but I think he’ll see me.”

She wasn’t sure. The man owed her money. She was going to make a stink or sit here until he agreed to see her and agreed to pay her. She needed that money for her kid. Well, okay, she didn’t, but she had expenses. She had bills and she’d finished the job before the deadline.

The receptionist pressed some buttons then spoke into her microphone. The frown on her face said a lot. She hung up. “Mr. Hill is in a meeting.”

“Well, then I’ll wait for him.”

She’d brought work to do. She could sit here all day. The driver didn’t have anywhere to be. Amedeo had told her she could have the car for as long as she wanted. She might be here at midnight.

She settled into a seat across from the reception desk, opening her laptop. The receptionist looked at her as if she had three heads. Violet didn’t care. She was getting this money from this man. Hopefully today.