All Chapters of Her Billionaire's Proposal: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“That’s arguable, but I’m not going to spend time questioning my good fortune,” he said. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled her beneath him, his cock already probing between her legs. He hoped to hell she was ready for him, because he couldn’t wait. Couldn’t spend another second outside her body. But something about the conversation, the look in her eyes, the way she seemed so accepting, made him hesitate. Damn it, he’d take it slow this time. Give her what she deserved instead of a hard fucking that made him little better than an animal. He didn’t have to be this cold, mistrustful person.For once he could concentrate on someone else’s pleasure instead of being selfish. For Lisa he could do this. He wanted to do it. She deserved nothing less. Instead of plunging into her, he kissed her. Softly. Without as much aggression as he had before. He nibbled delicately at her lips, feeding on them, coaxing her to open under his advance. His tongue swept over hers, teasing, flirting. Ju

The next morning when Mason into his office, his intercom line buzzed, and he frowned at the interruption. Lisa was across the room at her desk, a distraction in itself but he was putting together financials for a proposed island hotel, and he’d specifically told Abigail he wasn’t to be disturbed.“What,” he barked into the intercom. Abigail’s nervous voice wavered over the line. “I know you said you weren’t to be disturbed; Mr. Woods is here to see you. He says it’s important. I didn’t think it wise to send him away.” Mason’s brow crinkled and his frown deepened. Across the room, Lisa looked up from her work, worry in her eyes.“Let him in,” Mason said after a moment’s hesitation. He didn’t want whatever was Chris’s mind to be aired in front of Lisa.“I can leave, Mason,” Lisa said softly as he rose. He shook his head. Away from the gossip and speculation of others. He’d already uncovered the person responsible for breaking into his office it hadn’t taken much encouraging on his part

He backed up the car and then they headed out of the parking lot in silence, but she was fully aware of his hands that gripped the steering wheel. They were large and strong hands, and she could imagine those same hands gripping her. That thought made heat seep into every cell and pore of her body, percolating her bones and making her surrender to something she’d never had before.Her virginal state was always in a mess around Mason, and it had never bothered her before, and it didn’t really bother her now except the unknown was making the naughtiness in her come out. It was making her anticipate things she was better off not getting.“You’ve gotten quiet on me, Lisa,” Mason said. She glanced over at him and again met his gaze thinking, yes, she had. But she figured he didn’t want to hear her thoughts out loud and certain things she needed to keep to herself.“Sorry,” she said.“Do you have any other family, like cousins?” She shook her head.“Both my parents were the only children.”

It was like having two cocks at once, and never in her wildest fantasies had she even gone there. The blunt head of his dick pressed against her opening made smaller by the plug. He pushed, forcing his way inside her body.“Touch yourself,” he said in a strained voice. “Use your fingers, Lisa. Make it easier for me to take you. I want this to be good for you. I don’t want to hurt you.” She reached down, sliding her fingers over her clit. God, it felt so good. “That’s it,” he purred. “You’re taking me, baby. Keep touching yourself. Make it feel good.” He pressed in halfway and then lunged forward, forcing himself the rest of the way in.She nearly came up off the desk and the cry lodged in her throat. She had to take her hand away because she nearly orgasmed on the spot. And she wanted this to last. She wanted to enjoy every second. It was down and dirty, a race to completion. He fucked her long and hard, riding her in a relentless, forceful rhythm that had her gasping with every breat

“Go get your things. We’ll run by the apartment to change and then we’ll go to dinner.” She wanted to sag onto the desk and lie there for the next fifteen minutes while she recovered from teetering on the edge for so long. Instead of reprimanding her for not immediately following his order, Mason slid his hands over her shoulders and then lifted her upward, pulling her into his arms.She snuggled into his embrace, inhaling his spicy scent and his warmth. He kissed the top of her head and murmured, “I know I push too hard, but God help me, I can’t seem to do anything else.” She smiled against him and hugged him, wrapping her arms around him to squeeze. He seemed surprised by the gesture. He went still but then he squeezed her tighter against him and buried his face in her hair.“Don’t let me change you, Lisa,” he whispered. “You’re perfect the way you are.” But he had changed her. Irrevocably. She’d never be the same. When he let her go, he turned away, almost as if he loathed the fact