Love Redesigned (Lakefront Billionaires #1) by Lauren Asher

The scrape of his teeth is something new, and my body lights up at the sensation.

He grins against me before repeating the move again.

Damn him straight to hell.

“Oh God,” I groan as he does something with his tongue no one has ever done before, and then shiver when I press my thighs against the sides of his head.

He pulls away. “Your needy cunt is making a mess of my counter.”

“This mess?” I spread my legs wider and gather some of my arousal on the pad of my thumb, earning a delicious groan from the man kneeling in front of me.

“I should make you lick everything clean.”

“Or you should, since you love the taste of me.”

His sharp breath makes me smile.

“I bet you’d like that.” I hold my soaked thumb out.

His mouth wraps around it, sending a pleasant rush of heat through me as he licks my skin clean before he bites the tip. “Keep talking and I’ll gag you.”

“With your cock?”

“Don’t tempt me.” Julian sinks one finger into me, and my eyes roll as I’m overwhelmed by the sensation. He rewards my moan by pressing his thumb against my clit while adding a second finger.

My head drops back. “If you don’t fuck me in the next minute, I’ll find a way to do it myself.”

“Threaten me again while my fingers are inside you, and I’ll stop.”

Oh shit.

“You got it?” He curls his finger to reach my most sensitive spot.

“Yes,” I moan.

He makes a confirmatory noise before removing his hand. “Be back in a minute.”

Julian runs away before returning a minute later, breathing heavily with a shiny condom wrapper in his hand. Somewhere along the way, he ditched his pants, giving me the best sight of his straining erection concealed by his boxer briefs.

“Just one?” I brush my index finger over his bulge.

“I have more upstairs.” He tugs my dress over my head, making a mess of my hair in the process.

I’m breathless as his gaze roams over my body, taking in every detail before he pulls me into a searing kiss.

He breaks away first. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I feel like the luckiest bastard in the world right now.”

The butterflies in my stomach break free in a desperate swarm, making me light-headed.

“The things I want to do to you…” With his index finger, he traces a path from the base of my throat to my pussy.

Attraction we have both spent years ignoring rises to the surface, making my heart pound as he presses the pad of his thumb against my clit.

I want Julian. I want him so damn badly, and I’ve spent far too long acting like I didn’t.

That ends tonight.

“Feel free to skip past the sexy talk and get started because I’m beyond ready.”

He dips his thumb inside. “I’m enjoying the moment.”

“You tend to do that a lot lately.”

“All because of you.”

I’m afraid I may not survive the night if he keeps talking to me like that.

I fight the emotions swirling in my chest as I reach for the foil wrapper. I’m a seductive showman, making Julian’s muscles ripple and tense as I rip open the wrapper and carefully pluck the condom out of the package.

He sucks in a breath as I grab him by the cock and tug, pulling him closer so I can roll the condom on.

“You could have asked nicely.”

“And miss out on that sweet little gasp you made? I think not.” I drag a finger across the rubber, relishing the way his thighs strain.

His head drops back with a sigh.

Maybe Julian is onto something when he says he wants to take things slow. I want to catalog every single second of tonight and lock it away in my memory bank because, while I can’t have him forever, I can have the memory of us.

With shaky hands, he wraps my legs around his waist. My thighs tremble, and a shiver rolls through me as the tip of his cock slides over my clit before stopping.

He cups my cheek with one hand while fisting his cock with the other. “Are you sure about this?”

Am I sure I want to have sex with Julian? Absolutely. I fear I may combust if we don’t, and my pussy throbs in agreement. Am I certain about what will happen after we blur that final line between us? Nope, but I’ll be damned if I let my fear of uncertainty ruin tonight.

I place my hand over his, line his cock up, and push until his tip disappears inside me. “Does that answer your question?”

His eyes screw shut. “Dahlia.”

I’ve never heard him say my name like that before, and holy shit, I need him to do it again.

My legs tighten around his waist as I pull him in, driving him deeper. “Repeat that.”

His hands shoot out to clutch my hips. “Dahlia.”

Sparks fly down the base of my spine, but I’m not able to soak up the feeling before Julian slams into me hard enough to make me gasp.

He fights a tremor. “Shit.”

My chest rises and falls with each rapid breath as I take in the pure look of adoration on his face.

Stop overthinking everything.

The trance Julian has over me is broken as he pulls out.

Both of us tremble as he drives into me again. It doesn’t take him long to find the most perfect, tantalizing pace, and I’m desperate to make it last for as long as possible.