Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 178200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 713(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 713(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
“Why?” Mairi asked like a petulant child.
He groaned again, the way she was speaking making him want to just grab her by the hair and guide her head back to his aching cock.
“Next time. I need you. NOW.” He did not wait for her to agree. He simply lifted her up and impaled her with his cock in the next second.
A scream of pleasure was startled out of her.
“Daaaa-men.” Her moan ended in a silent whimper as he clutched her hips and began pistoning his cock into her, in, out, in, out, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.
She raked her nails across his back and gasped – they were the only things she could do to let him know how much he was pleasing her.
Wanting to sink deeper into her, he lifted her up again without leaving her warmth and flipped their positions, Mairi bouncing onto her back as he rose to his knees. Spreading her legs open, he withdrew his cock and sank back in, the new position allowing Damen to penetrate her in the deepest and rawest way possible.
“Damen...”
“I love you.” He panted the words out with each thrust.
She gazed up at him with eyes clouded with love and desire. “I love you. Always. No reason. No limits. I just do.”
They were the sweetest words and his body reacted powerfully to them, driving him to a climax. Damen swiftly stroked her clit, urging her to get to the same place he was, needing them to fall together.
“Ready, Mairi?”
“Y-yes...” The way she thrashed under him, her hands digging into the hard tight skin of his butt, was an answer in itself.
“Then let go.” He drove into her one last time.
She moaned, her nails sinking so deep into his butt that she knew it was sure to leave marks. She couldn’t help it, the pleasure he gave her was so incredibly strong it stopped every part of her mind and body from functioning.
The pleasure just took over, and Mairi knew, by the way Damen groaned above her, his beautiful big and sexy body arching in climax, that it was the same for him.
His come filled her, pulsing and hot, and she welcomed it, liking the fact that it would mean she would smell like him and be a part of him.
She closed her eyes. I love you.
Not a moment later, Damen’s head lowered and his lips touched her shoulder. It was as if he had heard her and with his kiss, he was saying I love you in return.
Part III
The Art of Loving a Greek Billionaire
Prologue
The whirring sound of a helicopter landing a short distance away reached the security team stationed outside the Panathenaic Stadium like the faintest echo, but it was enough to get everyone moving, all of them assigned to ensure just one thing: that no media outlet would ever know why Athens’ most famous and historic stadium was privately rented at this hour.
“These men have too much money,” one of them muttered in a low voice to his companion as he peered through his binoculars and saw the door of the helicopter open. It only had one passenger, and to anyone born in Greece, his face would be instantly recognizable. His name was Stavros Manolis, a billionaire whose reclusive workaholic ways made every young Greek lady wish that she would be the one to open his eyes to the charms of marriage.
He continued grumpily, “Renting the entire stadium for a secret meeting at three in the morning? No sane man does that!”
His younger companion said hesitantly, “Maybe they’re scouting the place for a corporate event—-”
The older man cut him off, “I’ll give you some advice, Chucky doll. If you want to stay employed by the boss, you better start following Perez Hilton.”
Chucky, whose real name was Christophos but everyone in the team called Chucky as part of his initiation, was confused. “Who is Perez Hilton?”
His superior sighed. “Google it. If you want to keep your job, that’s the first thing you should do tonight. As one of Mr. Leventis’ bodyguards, we do not have to worry about dodging bullets.”
This came as a surprise to Chucky, who had thought it was his short but excellent stint with the US Air Force the reason he had been hired by the billionaire. “He’s a billionaire. There’s surely always a threat to his life—-”
“The media’s the only threat to his life. He likes his privacy because he has a bat-crazy mother who doesn’t know how to mind her own business. He doesn’t allow any intrusions in his private life, and in the years I’ve been leading this team I’ve managed to keep his name out of any major scandal,” the older man said proudly. “But unfortunately, what happened in Ms. Diana’s school—-”
“What happened then?” Since he had only been hired two days ago, Chucky found himself even more and more confused.