The Billionaire’s Games (The Billionaire’s Obsession 2)

I shiver ran down my spine when I heard how close Evan was as he answered my question, “Most definitely. I want to make you flush all over.” He wrapped an arm around my waist as I carefully placed the cookies one by one on a plate, his lips pressing against my neck, “Do dirty things to you which you can’t repeat to anyone else.”

I leaned into him, my ass pressed against his erection, “Here I thought the most exciting thing I had done sexually is doing you in a bathroom on a plane.” I titled my head back and stared up, seeing his lips curl up to a smirk, “What else do you have in mind?”

“Maybe a different position, ease you into it.”

I laughed and turned around, wrapping my arms around his neck, “I’m game.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah.” I took his bottom lip between my teeth and softly bit him, “I love you.”

He entangled his fingers in my hair, brushing his lips against mine, “I tell you I want to do dirty things to you and you tell me you love me.” He chuckled as he pulled away and let go of me, letting me get back to wrapping up the cookies to take them with us to Emily, “I love you too.” He told me and then moved, “I need a minute or two to calm down though.” He told me, making me laugh.

“You want me to take care of it?”

He considered it but then brushed it off, “No, then it will lead to other things. I don’t want to keep Emily waiting.”

While Evan took a minute in the living room I headed to the bedroom and redid my make-up and hair. Shrugging on a comfy sweater and grabbing my bag, tossing things in which I needed. When I got back in the living room Evan was ready to go, calling a car over to take us to Emily and Nick.

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Nick and Evan were having one of their usual teasing conversations, trying to insult each other while expressing their love for each other. By now Emily and I were used to it. We were in the kitchen sipping tea while Emily told me about the wedding. Nick hired a wedding planner to take care of things. They’d get married after Matthew was born. My eyes trailed to her swollen stomach, she was due any day now. She looked big and uncomfortable, it’s why Evan offered to watch over her from time to time. I knew it stilled some of the fear Nick was feeling.

“I’ve met her once.” Emily told me, “I can’t really say if she was a nice person or not, but she’s Evan’s sister and considering what happened to them I think that she’ll be an angel.”

Emily knew what happened to Evan, of course, she did. Evan adored the girl.

“Evan wants her close,” I told Emily, trying not to be too curious and ask Emily what she knew about Evan.

Evan had to tell me himself, he’d tell me when he was ready. I just had to be patient.

“It’s about time Evan get more selfish, he always considers everyone else’s feeling, never does he stop to think about what he wants.”

“What does Nick think of her?”

Emily smiled, sipping from her tea as she considered the question, “He said she’s just another annoying little sister. But the smile on his face told me he didn’t mean it. I’m guessing those two are overprotective when it comes to her.”

“But then again Evan does let her travel by herself.”

Emily raised an eyebrow at me, a chuckle leaving her lips, “Do you really believe that?”

She was right if Evan was an overprotective brother he wouldn’t let his sister travel by herself. He wouldn’t feel comfortable with it.

“He has someone trailing her?”

Emily nodded, “Just to make sure she’s safe, you know.”

We headed back to the living room, Emily settled on the couch beside Evan while I sat on the floor together with Nick, clutching my cup of tea while he turned the movie on. It was a horror movie which was Emily’s favorite genre. I had no issues with that, but I’d be lying if I said the movie didn’t get to me because it did and it made Nick make fun of me. It was fun having a quiet night in with them. I wanted to do it more often and I could tell when Evan glanced at me that he was happy I was enjoying myself, maybe even relieved.

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I buried my face in my pillow, clutching the sheets as tightly as I could, loud sounds leaving my lips. Evan gripped my hips and quickened his pace, knowing I was almost there. I didn’t have any strength left in my body so he kept me upright, one of his hands slipping between my legs to get me there faster as he rubbed my sensitive spot. I lost it then, almost screaming my pleasure out as I reached my euphoric high. I settled tiredly in my pillow, my body shaking as Evan kept going, chasing his own orgasm. I reached behind me gripping his thigh, feeling it clenching as his sounds got louder. He was almost there, I could feel it. Smiling in my pillow I pushed myself up and with the strength I had I pulled away, losing contact with him. He didn’t like it, but the loss of contact would only last a second. Turning around I pushed against his chest and let him fall on his back, straddling him I got on top of him and lowered myself back on him, biting my lip as he slipped inside my sensitive folds.

“Zoey!”

“I want to watch you.”

He closed his eyes, his hands reaching for my breasts while he let me ride him. I didn’t want to tease him knowing he was close. So I kept a quick pace, wanting to watch him come apart beneath me.

I placed my hand against his chest, feeling his quick heartbeat, “You almost there, baby?” I asked him quietly.

He only groaned in response, letting me know he was almost there. Cupping his face I watched him come apart as he reached his orgasm. When he finished he opened his eyes, his chest rising up and down fast while he tried to even his breathing. Smiling I leaned in and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“That was fun,” I whispered to him.

He tiredly chuckled, tangling his fingers in my hair while he let me kiss him all over, “I bet you had fun.” He muttered, “I’m surprised you could still ride me like that.”

I covered his mouth with my hand, “I’m tired.” I admitted to him, “But I wanted to watch you.”

He took my hand away from his mouth and showed me his sexy smirk, “You’re a dirty girl.”

“If I am it’s because of you.”

He sat up, kissed me on the mouth once and then helped me settle between the sheets. He got up cleaned up our clothes and walked into his closet. When he walked out again he was wearing gray joggers and held a black tee in his hand. He walked up to me, helped me slip it on and then walked away again. I settled on my side and listened to him move around the apartment, locking things up and turning off the lights. He walked back into the room, settled beside me and turned off the light on his bedside table. Wrapping an arm around my waist he pulled me close to him and kissed my temple.

“Night.”

Smiling I closed my eyes, “Night.”