Love Redesigned (Lakefront Billionaires #1) by Lauren Asher

Dahlia trembles as she begins to come down from her high, although I don’t let her fully return to reality as I have her straddle me again.

“Remember how I won the competition at the Harvest Festival?”

A moment of clarity passes over her. “Yes.”

“You promised me anything I wanted.”

“Did you finally decide?” Confusion bleeds into her voice.

My grip on her hips tightens. “Yes. I want you to answer one question honestly.”

“That’s it?”

I nod.

“What do you want to know?”

“Are you falling in love with me?”

No hesitating. No deep breaths. No questioning myself or whether asking her was a mistake.

Tell me this isn’t all in my head.

Give me something to hold on to before I lose hope of us getting a real chance.

Show me that we can survive anything, your long-distance job and trust issues included.

The whooshing sound of my heart pounding fills my ears, so I nearly miss her answer.

“Yes.”

All my thoughts scatter as warmth radiates through my chest, burning a path from my heart to my lower half.

With a full-body tremble, she rises to her knees and slides down my cock until she is fully seated. My thighs shake beneath her as I fight the pleasure threatening to consume every rational thought.

Dahlia was made for me, and I won’t let another day go by where she doesn’t know it.

“I want to hear it.” My nails bite into her skin.

“Yes, I’m falling in love with you, but I don’t know how I will ever get over—”

I lift her and slam her back down, cutting her off midsentence. “We’ll figure the rest out.”

“But—”

I repeat the same action while switching angles, earning a spine-tingling rush as she takes every inch.

Dahlia holds on to my shoulders while she follows the pace I set. My pleasure climbs as she glides up and down my cock, working herself to my groans of appreciation.

Her tempo changes, desperation biting at our heels as Dahlia chases her release. I’m not too far off, although I refuse to let go until she does.

At one point, I take over, holding her down by the shoulders as I pump into her from below. A galaxy of stars explodes behind my eyes as she clenches around my cock with the sweetest moan.

The angle sets her off, and it only takes a few thrusts for her to shatter around me with a cry. I don’t stop moving as I fuck her through her orgasm. My fingers dig into her shoulder as I hold her in place, her pussy clenching around me like a vise custom-made to drive me wild.

She bites into my shoulder to muffle her cry, and my cock drips in response. I find my pace again, her pussy making it impossible to think as I slide in and out.

She kisses my forehead. My cheeks. The slope of my neck and the spot right below my ear that makes me shiver.

Sex with her has always felt incredible, but this…this is fucking phenomenal.

I’m falling in love with you. Her soft confession replays in my head.

I grip her hips as I come harder than ever before. My mind goes blank, and my vision turns dark as every nerve in my body goes haywire.

My orgasm was a life-altering event, and I’m afraid I’ll never be the same again.

“Fuck.” I smack the back of my head against the seat.

She gently holds my head between her hands and kisses me.

It takes every ounce of willpower to pull away. “About what happened earlier—”

A hard knock against the glass has our eyes widening. Dahlia turns and shrieks at Deputy Roberts, the thirty-fiveyear-old man-child, pointing a flashlight directly at us.

Mierda. Of all the people in town to find us, it had to be him.

Good luck talking your way out of this one.

“Put your clothes on and step out of the vehicle with your hands in the air.” He turns around to give us some privacy.

“Oh fuck.”





CHAPTER FORTY-THREE


Dahlia


My limbs are useless, so Julian carefully removes me from his lap and places me on the bench seat before taking care of the used condom. The rapid thump of my heart gets stronger as I consider the deputy standing outside the truck. I don’t recognize him as the guy Lily and I met up with to discuss the prank, which only makes the acid churning in my stomach worse.

“What do we do?” I’m not sure how I manage to formulate a full sentence, but I do.

Julian shakes his head. “I don’t know.”

“Awesome.” Panic bubbles inside me, the pressure becoming unbearable with every shallow breath. “Is he going to arrest us?”

Blue and red lights flash over his face. “I wouldn’t put it past him.”

“That’s reassuring.”

“Everything will be fine.”

“Fine?” My pitch rises. “How is any of this fine?” I reach out for the dashboard as a wave of dizziness consumes me. “He’s going to recognize me, and then this is going to make it onto the news, and everyone I know will find out, and I will lose the Archer deal only thirty minutes after receiving it.”

Julian interlocks our fingers and tucks my hand against his chest. “Breathe.” He demonstrates, and I follow along.

“Everything will be fine because you have me, and I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you,” he responds between deep inhales. “This isn’t going to make it onto the news, and Archer isn’t going to find out about a silly misunderstanding.”