Taken by the Greek Billionaire(44)

“Missed you so much, Bastian,” she whispered back. “So much.”

“I was a fool,” Sebastian said as he pulled out. “A fucking fool.”

And back in and she gasped. “No, I should have been honest. I was not. It was never just the money.”

His hands gripped her ass cheeks, lifting her slightly to change the angle and she moaned. “You were scared.”

She nodded, the action pushing him in deeper. “It never seemed real and Rachel needed me.”

“It was always going to be real. Neither of us ever had a damn choice.”

He plunger harder, the need spurring them both on. His words held a promise and Penny met him thrust for thrust. It was fast and frantic but even then it held the tenderness, as if their worlds had collided at last.

They came together, him pumping her full of his seed, she drenching around him. Both sighed, slumping against each other, the endorphins flooding them and chasing away the pain.

“Sebastian,” she whispered.

“Penny.” He kissed her, gently, tenderly and then still with her legs wrapped around him he carried her to the sagging couch, pulled her closer, and held her against him.

She sighed. Her heart rate slowed, pure contentment chasing through her veins. “Our worlds are so different,” she whispered, a little bit of worry still lingering, mingled in with the need, the pleasure, the wanting. “So different.”

“We are exactly right for one another,” he said. “You were scared and I was stupid, but we did not have the most conventional of starts did we?”

“Not exactly.”

“But this is where we are,” he added. “This passion is the long lasting kind. I know that now. It will not burn out. Not ever.”

“You’re sure?” she asked, her own words coming back to haunt her. Passion such as theirs burned out as quickly as it came….

“I’ve never been surer,” he said. “And however long it takes, I will make you just as sure. Eventually you will stop being scared, stop trying to hide, you will be just Penny. My Kleftisa. My woman.”

“I don’t want to hide anymore,” she said.

“Good, because I love you, Kleftisa. You are mine now.”

The words thrilled her, finally removing the burn and the heavy weight that had become almost part of her. His words made her into just Penny again. A woman desperately, insanely, maddeningly in love with her man.

Madness.

“I love you too, Demetrious,” she said and he nodded, the naked need in his eyes making her stomach flip.

“So you and me it is,” he said, and the laugher in his voice made the flip turn into a sizzle all over again. Desire burned hot and low as she suspected it always would, as he’d promised.

“You and me.”

“The billionaire and the criminal. I wonder how we’ll explain it to the grandchildren.”

“Grandchildren?”

He nodded. “Oh yes, give it a year or two and we’ll get started, after we marry of course. I want you to myself for a while yet, an extended honeymoon, and you have all those waifs and strays to save. Talking of which, I’ve set you up a base of operations in the study at our home.”

“Our home?”

“It always will be now,” he said. “You’re going to need somewhere to get all you centers up and running and if I don’t fund them you’ll only go out and rob someone else. And I can’t be having that can I? The only billionaire home you’ll be running around in that tight suit of yours is ours.”

Her head was spinning. Grandchildren? Marriage? Centers? It seemed almost impossible and yet…it wasn’t. It was real, shockingly, unbelievably real. “Where is the suit?” she asked. “And my tools?”

“At home waiting for you,” he said. “And yes you will be wearing it. Often. But you will not be using them again. Your criminal days are well and truly over.”

She laughed, pure happiness filling her. “Sebastian you say centers…”

“As many as you need. As many as it takes to make a difference.”

She reached up and placed a hand against his jaw. He was stubbly, looked all rakish and she loved him so fucking much. “Thank you, Bastian. For the centers, for loving me, and most of all for being so understanding.”

He leaned into the caress, placing a light kiss on her palm. “We Greeks are very emphatic.”

“And very family orientated.”

“Indeed.”

“So then,” Penny asked, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close. “We have the base camp all set up, but which rooms in our home shall we give Rachel and Lyra?”