All Chapters of The Billionaire: Forbidden Lust Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I glanced over my shoulder, giving him my eyes. “Yes.” My voice turned even needier, adding, “Lots more.”That earned me another slap, this one on the other side of my ass, sending the heat even higher through me, even more so as he rubbed my clit.“Jenner!”This man knew my body like it was his own. He knew how to make me feel sensations I’d never experienced. He knew how to send me so far over the edge that I couldn’t return.That was where I was now—dangling, seconds away, my stomach trying to hold off before the peak came blasting in, exploding, and I was shuddering over the back of the couch.“Yesss!”“Fuck yes,” he roared.I gripped the pillow, squeezing the cushion into my fingers, holding on because it was the only thing I could do while he slammed into me.“Fucking come!”And I was.I couldn’t stop.The tightening in my muscles, the bursting in my clit—none of it was letting up, and when it finally did, my body reaching the bottom of this long climb, he was pulling out of me.

She nodded and took another bite. “Jenner, the house is as beautiful as I envisioned.” Her stare shifted up to the glass windows that aligned the back of the home. “I remember when we talked about it, and I had this picture in my head—this is it.” Her gaze returned to me. “It’s unfortunate you can’t unplug here, that your parents don’t let you.”I sighed, reaching for a set of chopsticks to pick up the nigiri. “They have no problem doing that when they come on the weekends. My father goes on bike rides, and my mother walks the beach. Their chef prepares them three meals a day, and they eat up there”—I pointed at the patio—“where they watch the waves between bites.” I chewed the savory tuna belly and took a drink of wine. “But when we’re here as a family, it’s all business.”“I can see how your parents can unwind here.” She stared out at the beach. “It’s so gorgeous. Magical even.” She lifted her set of chopsticks and took a few pieces of the yellowtail sashimi that was peppered with j

“You can’t honestly think I’m going across the country without you …” I waited for her to reply, and she didn’t. “Besides, the queen of fashion needs to be in LA, where all the celebrities live. Think of the jobs you could score with some of the established stylists and designers. Mon, you’d kill it out there.”She turned her head, giving me her profile. “Oh God, my heart.” She swallowed. “Is this really happening? Or am I going to wake up and realize it was all a dream?”“Oh, it’s happening and probably a little faster than either of us would like.” I took a breath, the tightening pushing the emotion away. “We need to book movers and find a place to live and—the list is endless.”And that was only the logistics of relocating.The job itself created a whole separate list of things I needed to do, one that involved many promises, along with a test that I still needed to pass.It would be easier to take the position at the gallery or the gym. At least there, I knew what to expect. I wou

There were too many trees blocking the space between us, but I saw a pair of high heels hit the ground and the sound of the door shutting. As she moved past the tall, thick trunks, I could see lean legs and a trim waist, tits that weren’t any bigger than my hands. Long black hair that trickled past her shoulders, hitting her elbows as she walked.I held my fucking breath as she turned at the path, a feeling blasting through my stomach when she faced us.A feeling I hadn’t at all been prepared for.My stare moved up her face—her perfect, pouty lips and eyes that were screaming blue, now connected with mine.Jo.What the hell is she doing here?The Gucci bag that I’d given to her dangled on her shoulder, and she gripped it as she came over to us.If anyone looked at her in this moment, they would see confidence, charisma. A woman who was about to blow our minds with whatever came out of her mouth.But I knew that smile that was lifting across her lips. It was her timid, uncertain expres

I dropped my Gucci bag into the nearest chair, holding the hard, sturdy wooden back. “Not at first.”His teeth ground together. “When did it dawn on you?”My eyes burned from trying to hold back the tears, my throat on fire as I swallowed. “Lawyer, LA, Jenner—I put it together.”“So, you fucking knew …”“Jenner—”“You lied to me.”“No.” I shook my head. “I just didn’t tell you, but I wanted to—”“What the fuck is the difference?”My heart was beating so fast that I was having a hard time talking, but I needed to get the words out, and I needed to get my shit together. Now more than ever.I took a deep breath and said, “Please listen to me. Let me explain myself.”I didn’t know how much longer my knees were going to support me, so I walked over to the large bed and sat on the edge, gripping the blanket between both hands.“My father has spoken about you before, brief mentions where he would discuss projects you two were completing together, but that’s it, nothing more. You have a memor