Lahat ng Kabanata ng MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

-"Ah" I let out an involuntary moan. I hear Ethan's half smile. He gently runs his hand down my thighs until he reaches my sex. Everything below my waist is tingling with fire and desire. "I really love your moans, Angelic," he says appreciatively, then lifts himself above me, resting his body on his elbows. The distance between us is thin and insignificant. I pull his hair and kiss him passionately, crying out for his tongue. His hands travel to my breasts, squeezing, claiming, clamoring, groping. I moan against his mouth, tilting my pelvis against his erection, telling him in actions that I want him! "Ethan," I call his name like a litany that doesn't leave my lips. I arch my back, to get the most vivid sensation of body heat. Needy and wanting. His smile widens at my plea, even though there's no time, the control is his, and he'll use it with whatever cunning he wants. Ethan unties the laces of the corset that are attached to the stocking, with eternal slowness. He takes advant

-"then do it, bury yourself in me and fuck me senseless" I suggest. He leans in and kisses me, passionately and prolonging our precious touch. His tongue says in actions how much he needed me from the first moment. I grab his button-down shirt and bring his body closer. Ethan places his hand on my silhouette and pulls me towards him. The proximity is still not enough! Our lips are framed perfectly. His mouth has a refreshing taste, giving a new meaning to the kiss. I begin to unbutton his shirt skillfully. This is more than the thousandth time I have done this. At the same pace, he undoes the tie of the robe I am wearing. When we are out of breath, he pulls away. Ethan helps me unbutton his light shirt. My fingers brush his chest, a welcome contact. -"my world spins beneath your feet, Angelic Donneli" he whispers. My heart melts, and I pull him against me, forcing his mouth on mine, claiming my man, my husband! -"I love you," I say breathlessly. The shadow of a smile crosses his l

-"Hi, baby," he answers on the second ring. His voice full of longing makes me wonder why we don't stay home today. -"Hi, I thought you might like to know that you're married to a voracious business woman," I say, still excited about closing a big deal, and under my demands. How well have I learned from Ethan? -"Oh Mrs. Donneli, I know your convincing qualities. If you can bring me to my knees at your feet, you can bring anyone," she murmurs. Does he think so? That I bring him to my feet? In reality, he does me however he wants and whenever he wants. I'm not the one who has him at my feet! -"I don't think so. I just...would like to celebrate," I whisper shyly, biting my lip to contain my excitement. -"I know you're biting your lip, baby. So stop, just the image of your teeth on your lip drives me crazy," I say. Holy shit, how exactly does he know my reactions? -"As for celebrating, I don't think that's possible today," Ethan states. Immediately, I remember his sister and it's unl

-"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and you need me, I'll be here" he states with love, passion and reverence in his eyes. How I love Angelic, only she can awaken in me the desire to live, to live for and with her. - "I love you, Mrs. Donneli" I say smiling. My best gift was this woman. What did I do to deserve this goddess sent by God?I call Welch, if anyone can do a thorough investigation, it's him. Angelic in the shower is an opportune time to call. -"Welch" I say in an even tone. My mood is 'post-fuck', and that means a good thing. -"Yes, Mr. Donneli" he answers yawning. What's wrong with my team? Have I not been letting them get enough sleep? -"I need you to locate that son of a bitch Hyde" I say in a tone only he can hear. As much as I'm in the room, and Angelic in the bathroom, this is one part of the story that I don't need his knowledge of. -"Locate Jack Hyde? I could do it tomorrow..." Welch begins, but I interrupt him abruptly. -"I want it today, you'll have... two

-"You showed competence and responsibility as director of fiction at SIP" he comments. I don't know where this conversation is headed, but I don't think I'll be able to make an obscene insinuation. "I have a demanding boss," I joke. Ethan wets his lips with his tongue, carrying a lascivious smile. I had an example of his demandingness two minutes ago! "It's good that he is. But I would really like you to be CEO of SIP." His words scare me. Me as CEO of SIP? I don't know if that's the best choice. What could I do that he doesn't? "Ethan, I'm not qualified," I murmur in astonishment. I can't deny my happiness at knowing that he trusts me with such a responsibility. "You're more than qualified, Angelic, and you'll have help initially, then you'll be able to manage it entirely on your own," he suggests. "What if I bankrupt SIP?" I ask. It's not smart to put fifty people's jobs in my hands! "As long as you're interested in your job, I'll keep it." He frowns, as if it were obvious. We