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I laugh. “Dinner would be good, but how about we eat it in my bed that is now our bed?” I stand up and pick her up, carrying her to the bedroom and laying her on the bed and setting on top of her. “Our bed, baby.”
Her arms wrap my shoulders. “Our bed.”
Our bed and our life. I’m going to marry this woman. She just doesn’t know it yet.
Chapter sixty-five
Carrie
Iwake to Reid’s hands all over my body, and his thick erection pressed between my thighs, and despite losing so much last night, I feel like I gained so much. I found Reid, really found him, the real man. I found us. We found us. “Are you awake now?” he asks, his breath warm on my cheek, hand cupping my breast, fingers teasing my nipple.
I pant out a breath. “Yes,” I whisper, covering his hand with mine. “I’m awake.”
“Not awake enough,” he says, rolling me to my back, and then the next thing I know he’s between my legs, his shoulders easing them apart and I’m grabbing the sheets as he licks my clit. “What about now?” he asks, those blue eyes brimming with heat and challenge. “Are you awake now?”
“If I say yes, are you going to stop?”
He presses his lips to my belly. “I’m not going to stop until you come.”
His tongue teases the sensitive flesh on my belly and then he’s back between my legs, twirling my clit with his tongue, a slow, sexy tease while his fingers stroke the line of my sex and then slip inside. He licks, strokes, caresses and teases and pleases in random wicked ways that has me pumping my hips, moaning, and then crashing into orgasm way too quickly. I’ve barely collapsed into the mattress when my cellphone rings.
I groan. “Come here,” I plead, wanting him inside me. “I don’t care who it is.”
He slides up my body and grabs my phone. “Grayson.”
My eyes go wide. “My cell is on my business card. He must have gotten it from there.”
“Answer it,” he says, handing me the phone and rolling to his side, his hand on my belly.
“Good morning,” I greet.
“She greets me politely, with high energy, and ready to make a deal despite her apartment burning down hours before. You only solidify my decision, Carrie. I’m in on the convention center, but find out what it’s going to take to keep it off the bidding table. I want it closed quickly.”
I look at Reid and nod. He smiles and kisses my temple. “I’ll make the call now,” I promise Grayson. “It’s the middle of the night in Japan, but I have a cell number for my contact.”
“Good. Now, about your building.”
“About that. How did you know?”
“I have everyone I consider doing business with checked out. I knew your address.”
“You had me checked out and quickly. Of course you did. You’re a billionaire and while I am not, I thankfully have good insurance.”
“I can offer you a luxury apartment for six months free of charge.”
I blanch. “That’s incredibly generous Grayson, but I’m fine. I’m with Reid.”
“Interesting. Well, if you change your mind, the offer will remain on the table. Let me know on the offer.”
“I’m on it.” I hang up and look at Reid. “Did you hear the conversation?”
“Every last word, including the apartment.”
I kiss his cheek. “That I don’t need. I have a home with you and we’re about to be very rich together thanks to that clause in my contract that gives me a percentage of anything above a certain threshold.”
He covers my hand with his. “You know I don’t care about the money, right?”
“Why? It’s a lot of money. I care. This is my first time ever to make this kind of money. I’m excited. It’s okay to want to make money with me, Reid.” I think of the hours we sat and talked last night, even after his confession and I easily say, “I trust you.” I smile. “Now, are you excited?”