Bought for Protection Read online Fiona Davenport (Bought by the Billionaire #3)

Categories Genre: Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bought by the Billionaire Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
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“Fuuuuck!” I shouted as I drove in one last time and emptied myself inside her. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I’d never come so hard or so long in my life. It felt like I was leaving a piece of my soul with her.

I gathered her close and rolled to my back, panting and trying to catch my breath. We were still joined, with my cock wrapped in her pussy, but with our bodies slick and hot, we were melded together everywhere we touched.

As we lay together in silence, I drew my fingers through her curls.

Fuck. The condom. I left more than my soul inside her—I’d filled her to the brim with my seed.

It didn’t scare me like I assumed it would. I never wanted a family. My line of work could be dangerous, and I didn’t want a wife and kids who would mourn me if something happened. But Keaton had upended my world and changed everything in just a few hours.

Now, I wanted it all.

The image of Keaton carrying our child had my cock standing at attention again. And I couldn’t help but think about how a baby would tie us together. It would make things easier with her father when I told him that we weren’t dissolving the marriage after a year. There was no fucking way I would ever let her go.

Chapter Five

KEATON

A strong arm tugged me against a warm, muscular chest as a husky voice rasped in my ear, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Gah!” I squeaked when his deep voice startled me. “You scared me to death. I thought you were still sleeping.” I’d been trying to quietly slip out of the bed, but I’d only been able to toss one leg over the edge of the mattress before he yanked me back. Luckily, the sheet had still been covering my body, and his hold on me was keeping it in place over my breasts.

“Was that why you were trying to sneak out on me? Because you thought I wouldn’t notice?”

“I wasn’t trying to sneak out on you.” Okay, maybe I was. Just a little bit, because I figured the morning-after scene would be super awkward after all the things I’d let him do to my body last night. But I wasn’t going to admit to it. Nope. No way. Plus, I was a little freaked out by how happy I’d felt with him when I knew darn well that this wasn’t going to last forever. Luckily, I had the perfect cover story in place, and I was going to stick to it. “I’m supposed to be at my dad’s campaign office today, so I was just getting up to go into work.”

He nuzzled into my neck and murmured against my skin, “Nope.”

“Nope?” I twisted around to look at him. “Nope what?”

“My wife isn’t going to work the morning after we got married.” He brushed his mouth across mine and nibbled at my bottom lip. “Especially not after you gave me your sweet little cherry last night. I need to make sure you’re not sore, since I wasn’t able to control myself. With how hard I took you, I should’ve stopped after the first time, but fuck—”

His hazel eyes filled with heat, and I knew he was remembering each time he’d woken me in the night. I felt my cheeks heat as I tried to look over his shoulder because it was too hard to meet his gaze with all those memories swirling in my brain. But he didn’t let me get away with it. His fingers were firm but gentle as he took hold of my chin and forced me to look him in the eye.

“I fucking love that blush of yours”—he trailed his fingers along the edge of the sheet at the tops of my breasts—“especially now that I know exactly how far down it goes. But as pretty as it is, it’d better not be there because you’re feeling embarrassed by anything that happened between us. We’re married, with mind-blowing chemistry between us. Nobody’s going to judge us for that. If anything, they’re going to be insanely jealous because they wish they had it this good.”

Whoa.

That was a lot to wrap my head around. We were married, and the number of times we’d had amazing sex last night more than proved the strength of our attraction. He’d been incredibly possessive, making me agree over and over that I was his.

Still, guys said that kind of thing in the heat of the moment, even if I desperately wished he meant it. But the part about other couples being jealous because of how good things were between us? Yeah—they might actually think we were insane, since we’d only met for the first time less than twenty-four hours ago.

“Okay. Well. Um, I guess I can try to work on the whole blushing thing, but I’m not sure how much good it’ll do, since I’ve kind of been cursed with this pale skin ever since I was a little girl.”



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