Priceless Kiss: A Billionaire Possession Novel

by Amelia Wilde

  The smile that illuminates his face is brighter than any sunrise I’ve ever seen. “I forgive you.” He straightens up. “Now...if everyone’s forgiven, can I show you this one last thing?”

  “Yes. Please.”

  He turns around and opens the door, and that’s when the floodgates open.

  I see it over his shoulder. It’s the wardrobe Henry and I spent hours playing in front of. And more than that—on the walls, displayed in all its glory, is the china I loved so much, the tiny purple flowers just as perfect as ever. Everything I said I loved as we looked through those pictures, as we walked through the house, is all here, in this room.

  “Being with you, Ruby, taught me that there can be a balance,” Levi says softly, ushering me into the room ahead of him. “You can be attached to some things without letting it overwhelm you. Not everything has to be a ruthless negotiation.”

  Tears spill down my cheeks. “You are an incredible man.”

  “Only because I met you.”

  I throw my arms around Levi’s neck, hugging him so tightly that after a few moments he pretends to gasp for air. I let him go, whirling around again. This is enough. This is all I ever wanted. This, right here, with Levi in the room—this is everything.

  “What am I going to do?” I laugh through my tears. “I can’t fit these things in my apartment.”

  “I guess there is one more thing.”

  I look into his eyes, speechless, and another core-melting grin knocks me off balance.

  “This could be your penthouse, too.” Levi scoops me up in his arms and kisses me, hard. “No strings attached.”

  “No strings?”

  “Just one. I love you, Ruby Ashworth.”

  “You’re a hard sell.” I press my lips against his. He tastes like home. “I love you, too.”

  Chapter 48

  Levi

  Ruby’s legs tremble, spread wide at the foot of my bed, and the sight of her like this—bent over at the waist, hands fisted in the comforter—takes my breath away.

  She has the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen on a woman, and the creamy skin there is a bright pink shade from a warm-up spanking that had her slick and wet by the fifth stroke. The rest of her is a golden tan from her weekend at the house in Conyers Farm. I can’t stop tracing my fingertips over the lines where her bathing suit used to be.

  She shivers, standing in place, the blindfold wrapped around her eyes. It’s a soft, expensive length of silk, and utterly opaque.

  I’m taking my time.

  I’m taking my time, because we have time. We finally have time.

  She let me carry her through the penthouse to my bedroom and when I stepped across the threshold she sighed with relief.

  “Happy to be here?” I’d murmured into her ear.

  “Could I stay forever?”

  “No need to ask permission.” As soon as I’m finished worshipping her body, I’m going to have some of my staff pack up her apartment and bring all of her things here. She’s not going to have to worry about a single detail. I’ll have someone cancel the lease, even if I have to buy it out myself, and by the end of the day tomorrow she’ll be all moved in. What she doesn’t know yet is that I’m going to have the guest suite outfitted as a private space for her. Ruby doesn’t have to sleep in my bedroom if she doesn’t want to. I’m willing to take our time.

  There are other things to focus on right now, though the plans keep churning in the back of my mind.

  I run my hands over the ridges of Ruby’s spine, and she wriggles her hips, her ass moving in delightful circles. “Don’t break the rules,” I warn her, keeping my voice low and commanding.

  “Sorry,” she whispers.

  “Don’t apologize.” I lean down, breathing the words into her ears. I wrap my hand around her hair and pull so her face is tilted slightly upward. “Just follow my commands, and you’ll never have to.”

  A little smile plays over her lips, but I know she’s enjoying it by the way her juices drip down the inside of her thighs.

  Speaking of the inside of her thighs...

  I move behind her, stroking two fingertips over her slit, and she tilts her hips, offering me more access.

  “There’s nothing I’ve ever wanted more than you.”

  Ruby turns her head to the side, her breath fast and shallow. “Please?”

  “Please what?”

  “Please, fuck me.”

  She’s begging to be teased, so I slide two fingers into her and work them in and out, in and out. Ruby groans in frustration, bucking against my hand. “What’s the matter? Is this not what you wanted?”

  “Please, fuck me with your cock.” Those words, in her sweet voice, just about push me over the edge.

  This time, I’m not teasing. I pull my fingers away from her and line myself up in an instant, thrusting inside with all the power I can summon in my hips. Ruby gasps. I’m in to the hilt, the head of my cock banging against that final barrier, and she cries out.

  I fuck her like it’s the last day on earth, fast and hard, until she’s crying out.

  I reach forward and tug on the edge of the blindfold, letting it drop to the comforter, and on the next stroke I pull away. It’s only a matter of lifting her, turning her, and Ruby is spread out in front of me on the comforter, breasts heaving.

  She stretches her arms over her head and arches her back as I climb onto the bed, leaning down to swirl my tongue over her nipples, one by one. Then I concentrate on one, then the other, licking until she’s gasping, wrapping her legs around my hips, trying feverishly to draw my cock back in.

  I kiss the side of her neck. “You don’t have to beg.”

  “I...wasn’t...begging,” she breathes.

  “Your body is begging,” I tease.

  “Trust me,” I say, lining myself up with her opening and plunging in, making her cry out. “I’ll give you what you want.”

  I rock my hips into her, picking up the pace, picking up the rhythm, and she meets me with every thrust, her hips rising from the surface of the bed.

  I’m so damn close, and the way her muscles work my cock, her tightness made for me, pulls me under. I’m lost in her, lost in the brightness that’s filling my chest, lost in her voice, her touch, the scent of her skin.

  She’s mine.

  She’s mine, and I’ll never want for another thing in my life—unless it’s for the purpose of making her happy.

  We move together, and it doesn’t take any more conscious thought. I play her body like an instrument, drawing out little cries and loud ones, circling her clit until she comes on my cock and then thrusting myself into her pulsing pleasure.

  I’m swimming in the heat of her, far away from anything else, when she whispers something into my ear.

  “I didn’t hear what you said, love.” The apology comes between thrusts, slowing things down, making each stroke powerful and deliberate.

  “I love you. So much.”

  There are no qualifiers. There is no doubt in her voice. She doesn’t ask me if it makes any sense, if it’s happening too soon, if we should slow down, if we should wait. All the answers we could ever need are in the molten heat between us, hanging in the air. We can come back to them any time.

  “I love you,” I respond.

  “Tell me again.”

  “I love you.”

  “One more time...” The final word is a gasp.

  I lean down, murmuring them into her ear, one more time.

  Ruby comes at the words, pulling me in, and I follow close behind.

  Epilogue

  Ruby, six months later

  “You’re going to be late for work.”

  Levi’s voice is low and soft in my ear, and the sound of it makes me want to turn over and go right back to sleep. Right after I pull him back into bed with me. Would that be so bad, if I went back to sleep? No, it wouldn’t be so bad. it would be perfect.

  I stretch my arms over my head, intending to rub my eyes, but instead I let th
em flop back against the pillows. By the time he speaks again, I’m already starting to fall back into a dream.

  “Ruby...”

  “Mmm?”

  “You’re going to be late for work.” I’m going to be late for work, and if I’m late for work I’ll have to stay late, and then I’ll be late for Henry’s housewarming party. The apartment he got is ground-floor, accessible, but the doctors say he’ll be out of his wheelchair inside a year if he keeps up his physical therapy. My parents are expecting it to be a mini family reunion. They used the money from the sale to buy a place in the suburbs, near where my father has a new job. It took some convincing, but it’s better that he doesn’t own the place. At least for now.

  Levi ups the ante, pressing his lips above my collarbone. My nipples pebble at his touch, but I still don’t want to open my eyes.

  “I don’t want to go.”

  “Yes, you do.”

  I open my mouth, but it’s hard to find the words to describe the fatigue that’s settled into my limbs.

  Levi kisses the other side of my collarbone, and I spread my legs beneath the covers. His hand follows a moment later, gliding gently over my waist, my hips...and then circling my clit.

  Why do I feel so strange, so tired, so happy?

  It can’t have anything to do with the man who’s pleasuring me right now.

  I smile at the thought, and Levi applies a little more pressure. It’s a joke. Everything has to do with him. Everything that matters, anyway.

  Then the thought connects with something else. Another fact. Another undeniable fact. Time has been going by, the weeks flying. I’m busy with work, I’m busy in love...

  When was the last time I had my period?

  It doesn’t shock me, arriving at the only conclusion. It doesn’t shock me at all. It makes me laugh.

  Levi stops, and I open my eyes. “What’s so funny?”

  He’s grinning at me in the morning light, and his face is so breathtaking that I hope I never forget this moment for as long as I live. “I think I’m pregnant.”

  His eyes go wide, and his smile gets bigger, more radiant than I ever thought it could. “Are you serious?”

  “Dead serious. I think I’m pregnant.” I try to fill in the details. My last period, my last—

  Levi scoops me up from the bed, kissing my face, kissing my lips, laughing. When he pulls back, there are tears in his eyes. “You’re not going to work today.”

  “Don’t be silly. I have to go to work.” I yawn, trying to shake off the tiredness. There’s another contest in the works, and I’m in charge.

  “Not today. Today, we’re going to find something out about you. And our baby.”

  “I could be wrong, you know.”

  “You’re not wrong.”

  He moves toward the bathroom, and I know without asking that even though he’s already showered, he’s going to take his time with me under the water. He’s going to wash my hair, and he’ll kiss me every three seconds, stretching out the moment as long as he can.

  Excitement surges in my chest. “I don’t think I’m wrong.”

  “I know,” he says, eyes dancing. “Oh, Ruby. This is it.”

  I kiss the side of his neck, breathing him in.

  It’s true. This is the beginning of everything.

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  She’s trembling, just slightly, though her voice never wavers. We go through the front doors, and there’s my car, waiting by the curb. I step up and open the door, and Vivienne slides into the backseat. I get in beside her and pull the door closed behind me.

  “We’re not at work anymore.”

  Her eyes are bright, even in the dark interior of the car. “What does that mean…Dominic?” My name in her mouth makes me want to hear her moan it with pleasure, and my cock jumps at the thought.

  “We can talk about anything we want now.”

  Her breasts rise and fall under her dress as she breathes. “What do you want to talk about?”

  “You.” Her eyes lock on mine, and her lips part. “I’ve thought of you every day. You’ve been on my mind constantly.” She’s breathing harder now. “Can you blame me?”

  Her next word is a whisper so sensual I almost lean across and crush my mouth against hers. “No.”

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  Standalone Novels

  Heavy: A Second Chance Romance

  The Endless Kiss Series

  Reckless Kiss

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  Shameless Kiss

  Ruthless Kiss

  Priceless Kiss

  The Second Chances Series

  Slow Burn: Boxed Set

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  Never His

  Only His

  Always His

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