Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 2(203)

“You’re so crazy possessive now,” she teased him as she fed him grapes after helping herself to the pasta and chicken he had heated in the microwave.

Damen shrugged. “It is who I am.” He was leaning against the bed’s headboard, hands clasped behind his head and looking like an indolent prince waiting to be entertained.#p#分页标题#e#

Gazing at him, she blurted out, “You’re so pretty.”

He choked. “You could not even use the word ‘handsome’?”

She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. I was just speaking my thoughts out loud. I didn’t mean you’re effeminate or anything. I mean pretty, like with Gollum calling his ring ‘my precious’?” Mairi perked up as an idea occurred to her. “Now that we’re going to be official, I think we should have special names for each other.”

Damen had a hard time keeping up with her. First there was Gollum, and then something about an official and now they needed special names? She was the most delightfully scatterbrained teacher he had ever met, and damn if he did not find it sexy as hell.

Mairi was looking at him expectantly.

“Err…ladies first?”

She grinned. “Okay.” She raised herself on her knees, bringing a sheet with her to cover her breasts.

He shook his head, pulling the sheet away.

“But…”

“Mine,” he reminded her simply.

Mairi blushed and the pinkness spread all over her body. Unable to help it, Damen leaned forward and suckled her nipple.

“Oh…”

Fuck. That moan of hers never failed to turn him on. He dragged her to his lap, making sure she was in a straddling position before he thrust up the same time he pulled her down.

“Damen!” She clutched his shoulders hard as the unexpected penetration rendered her speechless.

“Now…what were we talking about?” he asked hoarsely as she started riding his cock.

“Uhh…” It was impossible to think, not with the way his cock was filling her. All she wanted was to continue impaling herself on Damen’s cock, again and again until he made her come the way only he could.

“Something about special names?”

She breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, yes…I want us…to have special names. I don’t want…something ordinary like baby or sweetheart. I want something ours alone.”

“You first then.” He was having a more difficult time speaking, with her breasts jiggling in his face and tempting him beyond belief.

“I want to call you…” She stopped moving as she tried to clear the sexual haze in her mind.

She had stopped moving?

“Fuck that.” Damen held her by the nape and kissed her. “Fuck now, talk later. Got it?”

In answer, she fell against his chest, clinging to his neck as she rode him like she had been born on a saddle.



“You’re sure calling in sick will not get you in trouble?” Damen asked the next day as he lifted her off the beach lounge chair, settled himself on it, and then settled Mairi on his lap.

She snuggled against him immediately, and he liked the fact that this time she no longer cared that she was completely naked in his arms – in broad daylight and while he was fully clothed.

They had gone out sailing again before mooring themselves near what Mairi thought was a deserted island but was actually one of the undeveloped properties he had recently bought. This close to his property, he was able to ensure their safety and privacy. Mairi losing her inhibitions with him was one thing, but having the world feast their eyes on her naked nubile body was another. No way in hell would he ever allow another man to see what was his.

“My friends will cover for me and besides, it’s my first time to call in sick.” As she lay against his chest, she absent-mindedly played with his nipple, pinching it occasionally.

Damen’s chuckle vibrated against his cheek. “That’s going to get you into trouble if you continue doing it, sweetheart.”

The term of endearment made her sit up. “Special names!”

He loved the way her face lit up every time she had one of her…rare…ideas. That was the best way to put it since “rare” sounded better than “insane”.

She looked at him seriously. “I think I’m going to call you…”

He raised a brow, knowing that whatever she decided on it would definitely be…rare.

“Dreamboat.”

Yes, definitely rare and it was definitely hard to keep a straight face as he coughed and said, “That’s…err…interesting.”

She beamed. “At least it’s something of ours.” Mairi nodded encouragingly at him. “What about you? What do you want to call me?”