Without Warning: A Billionaire Romance (Playboys of New York Book 5), JA Low [book suggestions .TXT] 📗

“Please, you don’t have to say yes or anything…” My mouth is running away with this awkward moment.

“Ari…” This is the first time Rhys has used my nickname as his hands cup my face. “I can see your mind is going a million miles in the opposite direction to where mine is,” he explains. “I’d love to go with you.”

He would? The sinking feeling begins to disappear as I look up into his blue eyes that are shimmering with emotions.

“I didn’t know if you would want to because of your divorce?”

He shakes his head. “I know there’s a heap of drama going on around me with that right now, but the more I learn about it all, the more I realize none of it has anything to do with me. I could have been the best husband in the world, and the events still would have happened.” He shrugs sadly. “I wish I had met you all those years ago,” he confesses. “Then you wouldn’t have been stuck with someone carrying a mountain of drama.” Rhys lets out a heavy sigh.

“I don’t know if either of us would have been ready for each other all those years ago,” I tell him as I push his dark hair away from his eyes. “We’re on the path we need to be now. When we get through all of this, and we will…” I try to remain positive, “… we will be stronger.”

Rhys leans forward and kisses me, and my heart flutters. I know I’m falling for him, and it’s too soon, way too soon.

“And if I win?” I change the subject.

“That’s easy.” He grins.

It’s probably butt stuff. That’s what all men ask for when given a chance.

“We use your Turks and Caicos trip you won the night of the fundraiser.”

Well, that was not at all what I was expecting him to ask. He’s caught me off guard.

“Too soon?” he asks when I haven’t replied.

“Oh, no…” I wrap my arms around his neck, “… I’d love to.” What girl is going to say no to sunning herself on an island?

“For New Year’s? We can invite your friends if you want?”

Wait. What did he say?

“My friends?”

“Yes, why not?” He shrugs his shoulders.

“Because you’ve met my friends.” Raising my brows high, he smiles.

“And I think it would be fun. Honestly, I would love to be able to start this new year with you by my side, and with fun, instead of dread like all the others that have passed for me.”

“Okay,” I agree with a chuckle. “I think you are biting way more off inviting my friends than you realize, but it will be fun.”

Rhys looks relieved that I’ve said yes. He leans down and kisses me, then a hand falls between my thighs and slips inside of me. Not fair. He’s playing below the belt. Rhys’ long fingers curl inside of me, and I hate that he’s mastered every single nerve ending inside of my body in such a short time. But I’m stubborn, and I don’t like to lose even though everyone is winning tonight.

My hand wraps around his hard cock and slides over his velvety skin, my thumb running over the sensitive tip, which makes Rhys groan, and a smile falls across my lips at hearing his enjoyment.

“Don’t think you’re going to win this, sweetheart.” Rhys grins as his thumb comes down across my clit, making my legs turn to Jell-O. He chuckles as a moan falls from my own lips this time. “I’m getting closer,” he murmurs into my ear, sounding pleased with himself. He’s right. He is getting closer.

Think of anything else other than his thick fingers inside of me. I try and try to think of something else, but I can’t. I’m getting closer and closer to the edge. Fuck it, I want that orgasm. I want to fall right over that edge into the glorious abyss beneath it.

He continues taking me higher and higher until I crescendo over the edge. My hand falls from his dick as I ride wave after wave of my orgasm. But the man doesn’t give me a moment of time to relax before he’s pulling his hand from me, turning me around, parting my cheeks to slide right inside of me.

Both of us groan at the sensation of becoming one. Rhys doesn’t go easy on me. He’s so turned on that’s he gone mad. He wraps my hair around his hand, so he has control over me, holding me in the place where he wants and needs me to find his release, and I don’t care because it’s so damn good.

It’s not long until he’s quickening his thrusts into me, pulling another orgasm from me, hitting me at just the right angle so we both can come crashing down over the edge together.

We are a panting wet mess when we finally catch our breaths again.

28

Rhys

I really needed that shower. The tension surrounding tonight’s phone call has had me on tenterhooks all day. Also, Ariana and I need to circle back about all these plans we made in the heat of the moment in the shower earlier. I want her to be sure she’s still happy for me to be her date to such big events in her life. It’s a big step. One that’s right, though. Honestly, I just want good news from this phone call tonight, so I can concentrate on moving on with Ariana. I want all this bullshit over with. I need a clean slate to move on with my, no, our life.

“You seem nervous?” Ariana sits beside me. Her hand resting on my jittery knee.

“It’s like my entire life is riding on this one phone call. I hope Jackson is as awesome as everyone says he is.”

“No matter what, we will get through it,” Ariana reassures me.

“God, I…” Looking into those chocolate eyes that are filled with such tenderness for me in this moment, I reach out and bring