Make Me Yours – Forbidden Billionaires Read Online Lili Valente

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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92743 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
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Precious. Irreplaceable.

“I’ve never been in love like this, either,” he says, showing the soft underbelly I love just as much as his strength and confidence. “But I promise I won’t let you down, Cat Burglar. If you trust me, I’ll do everything I can to make sure you don’t regret it. We can set up a bank account for you that I don’t have access to. I’ll put enough money in there to make sure you can leave the city whenever you want. You won’t be tied to me in any way if you feel homesick or want to leave for any reason.”

I smile and shake my head. “I don’t want your money. Or need it. If I were ever stranded in New York City, I would have tons of places to stay. My friend Sydney’s boyfriend has a penthouse he said I could use, and Sydney’s dad is there. So is her friend Noel from high school. I’m sure one of them would have room for me. I’d be fine until I could get a train back home.”

I slide my hands up his chest, looping them behind his neck, loving the feel of his arms wrapping tight around my waist as he pulls me close. “But I’m not worried about that. I’m more worried about what happens when I don’t want to leave.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re not?” I ask. “You don’t think you’ll get sick of me?”

He shakes his head as his lips drift closer to mine. “No, I think this is just going to get worse.”

“Worse?” I murmur, my eyes sliding closed. “Don’t you mean better?”

“Only if you stay with me,” he whispers. “Forever.”

Forever. He wants forever.

Before I can assimilate the awe-inspiring amazingness of that, his lips are on mine, and he’s kissing me in a way that makes me believe him.

This is for keeps.

And after tonight, nothing will ever be the same.

chapter 18

WEAVER

I kiss her across the room before losing patience with the speed of our progress and picking her up to carry her into the bedroom.

Then I see the bathroom out of the corner of my eye and remember my plans for her.

“I want to give you a bath,” I say, setting her on her feet by the open door next to the giant en suite.

She pulls back, her brows lifting. “Give me a bath? Like…a sexy bath?”

“A very sexy bath,” I assure her, reaching for the button at the back of her neck.

She bites her lip, holding my gaze as the front of her dress falls forward, baring her gorgeous breasts. “Only if you join me. I want to give you a sexy bath, too. I think you need one, honestly,” she says, reaching for my belt and drawing it through the clasp. “You’re a filthy man.”

My lips curve. “Am I?”

She nods. “So filthy. Especially here. This part is as dirty as they come.” She molds her hand to my erection through my pants. I return the favor by cupping her breasts and dragging my thumbs across her nipples.

Her breath catches and I take advantage of her open mouth, kissing her hard and deep. I slide my tongue against hers, promising with every stroke that I meant what I said—I love her. And I’m going to move heaven and earth to prove it, starting by making her come at least half a dozen times before we sleep tonight.

Lifting her into my arms again, this time with her ass in my hands and her legs wrapped around my waist, I carry her into the bathroom. I sit on the edge of the tub, still kissing her as I turn on the water.

“This is the biggest bathtub I’ve seen in my entire life,” she says when we finally come up for air long enough to start stripping out of our clothes.

I watch her shimmy the dress over her hips, enjoying the way her breasts bounce lightly as she moves. She notices me watching and shoots me a crooked smile, “So I guess you’d call yourself a breast man?”

“I’m a you man,” I say, tossing my shirt to the floor and finishing the job she started with my belt. “I enjoy your ass just as much.”

Her eyes rake over me as I shove my pants to the floor. “I enjoy all your parts.” She wrinkles her nose as her gaze moves lower. “Except maybe your knees. I think you might have weird knees.”

I huff out a laugh. “Well, there had to be something wrong with me. I mean, aside from being emotionally unavailable, cranky, and bossy.”

Her eyes return to mine, her brow furrowing. “Don’t say that. You’re not any of those things, and I was kidding about your knees.”

I smile as I pull her against me. “I know.”

She smiles. “So you were just messing with me?”

“Turnabout is fair play.” I squeeze the firm globes of her ass in each hand. “And I am bossy. And I was cranky tonight. I’m sorry.”


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