All Chapters of Her Billionaire's Proposal: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lisa sat in her living room after doing her morning chores, happy she’d been given the day off following her time in human resources and the hospital the day before.At the very least, she’d have one day to think about the arrangement she’d just agreed to. It both enthralled and terrified her to death. Mason was just what she was looking for. The work was merely a means of getting him.She wasn’t naive — or dumb — enough to think their relationship would last any longer than his others. While she didn’t know the specifics of his previous relationships, she’d heard from Chris that Mason’s maximum relationship length was one year, and three months were more common than not.On the other hand, her education would not be wasted because she was too timid to start something. The part of her that was apprehensive about entering the corporate world. Working for Mason is an excellent way to become initiated. At the very least, it would provide her with valuable experience and enhance her résum

“Yes,” she whispered, her body so taut, so close to the edge that it was all she could do to breathe. Her pulse accelerated, nearly exploding, tripping erratically at the sexy, badass look on his face.He pounded into her again, shaking her body with the force of his re-entry. She closed her eyes, clamping her teeth together to call back the cry that threatened to burst free.“Eyes,” he snapped. “On me, Lisa. Always on me. You don’t come with your eyes closed. I want to see everything you have when I’m inside you. You don’t ever shut me out.” Her eyes flew open, finding him instantly, her breath exploding in a violent rush. He withdrew and then surged forward again, his hands tightening on her ass.She’d wear his fingerprints for sure. He held her, spread her even wider as he hammered into her. She couldn’t last. It wouldn’t last.“Please. Don’t stop Mason.” And it was begging. If he stopped now, she’d die. Her hands went to his wrists, where his hands covered her breasts. She let the

Lisa opened her eyes to see Mason leaning over her, his hand gently shaking her shoulder.“Wake up sleepy head, time to head to work,” he said. She rubbed her eyes in an attempt to remove the fog. “What time is it?” she’d woken up the way she fell asleep, with Mason on top of her. His gaze was heavy-lidded with desire, and his hair hung around his shoulders and face, looking even sexier for being sleep-tousled. But best of all, there were no shadows in his gorgeous eyes.“I hope you slept well,” he muttered, knowing he hadn’t allowed her to get much sleep the night before. “Sorry if you didn’t have much sleep, but I can’t help myself. I want you all the time, Lisa. You’re so warm and soft.” Lisa arched her back and raised her arms above her head, forcing her breasts against his chest. She was surprised by his sudden confession but allowed herself to enjoy it either way. It wasn’t every day one would get to see the sweet side of Mason Remington.Soon enough, dawn filled the morning

Lisa found herself in a bind. At least three women were speculating about her relationship with Mason, and they were pretty close to predicting the type of relationship they had. Is it really that obvious? Why did they presume she and Mason had a similar relationship? What if Chris finds out? What if he overhears it and gets suspicious of them? What if he becomes more aware of her every move? Lisa let out a sigh. She’d undoubtedly soon lose her mind; it was probably too much to hope that she’d be able to come to work and not be subjected to immediate speculation.If she was honest with herself at this point, this whole setup wasn’t entirely working out the way it was supposed to. If all the employees already had this representation of her and Mason kept making it obvious with his over-favoring directives, no one would believe they weren’t sleeping together and that she wasn’t here merely to provide Mason with sexual services, even if that was indeed her primary job duty. Despite being

Lisa was more than convinced that there was nothing more fascinating than the feeling of just being fucked on your boss’s table. She was back at her desk, but her body still felt every sensation that it went through a few minutes ago. Hero Mason was the man who could make her lose it, whose presence embodied authentic masculinity, her daily reality. Every moment that she was with him, he was aware of everything. The way he would stare down at her, the way their breathing was being released in the quiet stillness of the room, the way his cock would lie between her open legs before going in, the erotic, scorching sense they came.It flooded her senses. His warmth, his scent, and his aura in every way. She was filled with an urge to learn more about Mason Remington. Although he was not physically present at the moment, she couldn’t help but notice the hot rush of blood coursing through her veins as heat swirled deep within her. She always felt this way whenever he was close to her, touch