“Miss Everett?” The voice of the gallery director calls out into the darkness.
“Shit,” I whisper. “They must be ready for me.”
“I don’t care.” Hudson increases his speed, and I know him. He isn’t going to stop until I come. He’s grunting with the effort, and through the sudden blaze of pleasure I hear the director call my name again. God, I’m so close. She’s going to hear me come. Hudson crushes my lips with his just as he plunges deep. It’s the last spark I need, and I go over the edge, shaking in his arms. He’s coming too, I can feel the warmth spreading in my pussy and it sends me further into my orgasm. It feels like hours until I come up breathing again, completely wrecked from all the sensation.
Hudson lets me down slowly, and I’m glad that I wore a long dress because his come is now running down my legs and into the rocks. The director calls again. “Over here,” I answer back.
She peeks around the corner and spots us in the dark. “We’re ready for you.”
“I’ll be there in just a second.”
I watch her nod and head back inside before turning and playfully punching Hudson in the arm. “She almost caught us.”
“I know,” he grins.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
He catches me around the waist again. “I love you too.” His voice is serious. “Now let’s go and make your speech and wine and dine these people so I can take you home and fuck my fiancée all night.”
“All night?” I ask him as we walk back inside.
“You better believe it,” he says. “You can challenge me, if you like.”
I roll my eyes. He loves his challenges. “I think you do that enough all on your own.”
The gallery director spots us and waves us over to the low dais where I’m supposed to make my speech. Oh man, I’m going to feel sick. There’s a tray of champagne nearby, and Hudson grabs two glasses and hands one to me. “Everyone, can I have your attention?” he calls.
“In just a second, this lovely lady is going to thank you for coming, but I wanted to say first that I’m the happiest man in the world because she just agreed to become my wife.”
There are cheers and applause and I find myself blushing. He doesn’t stop though. “So please join me in raising your glass to my new fiancée, Christine Everett. One of the best people I know and a rising star on the photography scene.”
Everyone in the room raises their glasses, including Hudson, but he doesn’t drink. He presses a soft kiss to my lips, to the cheers of the crowd. “Knock ‘em dead,” he says. “I love you.”
“Thank you,” I whisper. “I love you too.”
I look out over the crowd and take a breath, not afraid anymore.
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The Billionaire's Revenge
The Billionaire’s Revenge
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5 Years Earlier…
I hold my breath as I jump off the wall.
The walls around my father’s estate aren’t high, and below is a spongy strand of grass that will buffer my fall. I know this because my younger sister Cece sneaks out when she visits. She’s the crazy one. The fun one. The one who moved to California with Mom after the divorce 4 years ago. The regular teenager who gets to go to a normal coed school and go on dates.
Me? I’m the well-behaved daughter. The oldest. The good example, the protective one.
And yet, Dad still doesn’t trust me.
He still made a point to stop me on my way to school this morning—my all girls’ school because god forbid he trusts me to attend high school where there might be boys or alcohol or parties or anything he deems even vaguely “inappropriate”—and he told me that I need to stay in tonight. No going out after school, not even to watch my best friend Lace’s soccer game, which I promised her I’d be able to make.