FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS (Ophelia Corrigan) novel Chapter 139

CHAPTER 139

MIE

He kissed me again, and whatever I might’ve said disappeared. His hands slid beneath my nightgown. finding the warm skin of my stomach before moving up over my ribs.

“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice a low command.

I did as he asked.

I turned my back to him, bracing my knees on the mattress and resting my face against the pillow. I heard his zipper slide down, then the whisper of fabric as his pants hit the floor.

Then his hands settled on my hips and pulled me back toward him. He pushed my nightgown up to my waist, revealing my black lace panties.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he murmured, his voice rough. “So these are the panties you wore today.”

“They’re not for you,” I teased, glancing over my shoulder.

“They’d better be.”

He tugged my panties aside and thrust into me in one hard stroke.

A moan escaped my throat, muffled by the pillow. He was big and hot, filling me completely. My hands fisted in the sheets as he began to move.

“Shh,” he whispered, leaning over me, his lips brushing my ear. “Quiet, Jamie. If your parents wake up…”

“Then stop fucking me so good,” I managed, my voice shaking.

He laughed, low and rough. “That’s not gonna happen.”

His thrusts were brutal, almost primal. Every movement drove me into the mattress, and I bit down on the pillow to keep from crying out. The whole room seemed to shake. I couldn’t tell if it was his strength or my own body coming apart.

“You’re mine,” he growled, his voice a low rumble. “Only mine.”

“Simon…”

“Say it.”

“I’m yours.”

His hand slid between my thighs, his fingers finding my clit. He pressed, circled, and I felt my climax building like a massive wave.

“Come for me.” he ordered.

And I did.

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Pleasure crashed over me, my body tightening around him, my legs trembling I cried out into the pillow and Simon followed a second later, burying himself deep as a rough groan tore from his throat

We stayed there, breathless, tangled together.

Then my knees gave out. I slipped onto my side, collapsing onto the bed, my body still trembling

Simon lay down beside me and pulled me into his arms. He kissed my forehead, my nose, then my

mouth.

“Please,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Don’t fight with me.”

I felt dazed, my heart still racing.

“Then don’t talk to me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you’re in control of me.”

“I like being in control.”

“I know.” I curled against his chest. “Just not when it comes to me. Not when you act like I belong to you.”

He was quiet for a moment, then kissed my hair.

“I’m sorry.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I was going to sleep out there on the fire escape, you know,” he admitted. “Until you let me in.”

I laughed, surprised. “You’re insane.”

“Probably.”

“Who’s with the kids?”

“Chloe. I asked her to stay with them tonight.”

“Good. She’s great with them.”

Simon went quiet again. I felt the tension creep back into his body.

“Actually…” he started. “I’ve been thinking about looking for a new nanny.”

I lifted my head to look at him. “A new nanny? Why? Did Chloe do something?”

“I don’t know.” He rubbed a hand over his face. “Sometimes she seems a little too… involved.”

“What do you mean, involved?”

He seemed to consider his answer, searching for the right words.

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“I can’t explain it.” He sighed. “This time, I want to be part of the interviews I think someone like Mary would be easier to deal with.”

I settled back against his chest, my thoughts spinning.

“Let’s get some sleep,” I said, kissing his chest. “We can figure it out tomorrow.”

I lifted my face from his chest. “Wait. You’re staying here?”

Simon didn’t even open his eyes. “I am.”

“Simon.”

“Counselor.”

“My parents are literally on the other side of the house.”

“I know. That’s why I came in through the window.”

I stared at him like he’d completely lost his mind.

“And what’s your plan for tomorrow? Have breakfast with them?”

A lazy smile tugged at his mouth. “As much of a catch as I am, it’d be a little awkward to meet my in-laws over breakfast.” His smile turned wicked. “Especially if they take one look at you and realize I didn’t let their daughter sleep.”

I gave his chest a light smack. “I’m serious.”

He finally opened his eyes. “I’ll get up early, climb back down the fire escape, grab my car, and head home. Nobody has to know I was here.”

“Where did you leave your car?”

“Two blocks away.”

I blinked. “You had the whole thing planned.”

“Of course I did.”

“Psychopath.”

“Prepared.”

I rolled my eyes and rested my head against his chest again.

“Come home with me tomorrow.”

My smile faded. “To the apartment?”

“To our home.”

I didn’t miss the choice of words.

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“Simon…”

not telling you to.” He raised a hand before I could protest. “I’m asking.”

I tried to hide my smile against his chest. “I’m still mad at you.”

“You can be mad at me at the apartment.”

“That’s your big argument?”

“I’ve got others.”

“Let’s hear them.”

He started counting on his fingers. “Your stuff is there. Your bed is there. I’m there.”

“Three terrible arguments.”

“The kids are going to want to see you.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Low blow.”

“Effective, though.”

“Manipulative.”

I laughed under my breath, and Simon used the opening to pull me even closer.

“Come back,” he repeated, this time without teasing. “I don’t want this shit changing our routine. Whoever sent those messages wanted exactly that. They wanted you away from me.”

That made me go quiet.

He was right about that much.

“And if I come back, you promise you won’t turn the apartment into a command center?”

“I promise I’ll try.”

I lifted my head. “Simon!”

“All right. I promise.”

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