My Billionaire Fake Boyfriend (Must Love Dogs) by Jennifer St. James

Author:Jennifer St. James [St. James, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781958512234
Publisher: Elewyn Publishing
Published: 2023-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

~ Maisie ~

Time seems to stop, then rush forward, stop, then rush, a swirl of heat and need and Brad’s long, gorgeous everything pressing into me and retreating, sliding deep and out and then deeper again, as sure as the ocean and every bit as powerful. I’ve kissed men before—I’ve had sex before—but nothing like this. I can’t even separate the experiences out as individual notes in the crashingly beautiful chaos that sweeps over me. It’s all too much—glorious and free and…

Clearly I’m out of practice, though, because I can feel my body ripping into its release in approximately fourteen point four seconds.

No, no, no, no, no!

I want to stop it—I need to stop it, but I can’t. In the end I surrender in ragged relief to a full-on body-jacking release, a pounding tide of an orgasm that I know, know, even as it’s happening, I will never, ever experience again. I hold on to it as long as I can, a renewed fierce shot of pleasure ripping through me as I feel Brad shudder in my arms, his own release drawing him rigid before he collapses, boneless over me. But the waves of sensation don’t stop, and the energy coursing through me is electric.

I’m riding high on a tide so extreme that it feels like a storm is breaking over me. Then an enormous crack of thunder makes me realize that a storm is breaking over me.

Instantly, a huge howl goes up from deeper in the house, a canine chorus of desperate terror.

Brad and I don’t speak, don’t hesitate. I roll one way, he rolls the other, both of us coming to our feet a moment before the dogs pound into the bedroom, blasting through the slightly cracked door and bouncing maniacally around the bed. Brad dashes into the hall—no doubt heading to the bathroom, but he’s back again in seconds, his arms out as if he’s going to need to peel the dogs off the walls and ceiling. He might.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” I cry, but Rose, Blanche and Dorothy, by far the most panicked by storms, are insensible, and Jazz lets loose with an enormous wail as another peal of thunder booms. A particularly strong crack of light arcs through the sky, brightening the entire room.

“It’s okay, come on guys.” I let all the dogs clamber onto the bed, since apparently they need an invitation. A tide of white scruff sweeps over the covers, and I scoop up Mr. Symmes and toss him up as well. Sweetie follows, but at least she has the grace to look faintly disgusted at the turn of events. Boxer, legitimately scared of storms for reasons of his own, stands stiff and trembling in the doorway, but he won’t leave the hall to join us. The entire pack isn’t here yet.

“Jupiter,” I blurt, looking around. He’s still in the living room.

Once again, Brad doesn’t hesitate. He bolts out the bedroom door and I follow, reaching the living room in time to see him lean down and pick up the old dog in his arms, cradling him close as he turns back to me.

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