‘What about the crew?’
‘They’ll have seen worse. They’re very discreet. Besides, this bathroom is soundproof. It doubles as a safe room.’
Molly’s heart lurched, instantly jealous at the thought of Levi with someone else. Although knowing they were also safe from a terrorist attack was a small comfort. These billionaires thought of everything.
‘Not terrible behaviour from me,’ he assured her. ‘Lucca and Freda treat my jet like their own private Uber.’
Molly couldn’t hide her relief, beaming at him as she tore at his top while he unbuckled his jeans. She threw off her sweatshirt and stepped out of her leggings, trembling with urgency. He peeled down the straps of her bra, deftly unhooking it at the back. It practically disintegrated in his hands, causing him to groan with delight as her breasts tumbled out before him.
She slipped her finger beneath his waistline, tugging his jeans down as their kiss deepened, gasping as his erection sprang free. ‘Merry Christmas,’ she said huskily as their bodies came together in a heated frenzy. ‘I’m hoping you meant we should join the Mile High Club. Because this is definitely a first for me.’
Levi chuckled. ‘I was actually going to ask you to show me how to use the world’s biggest air fryer. Apparently, they’re the best invention ever.’ He trailed a slow hand over her hot skin, down her stomach, to remove her knickers.
‘Oh my God. I’m mortified,’ she squeaked as his fingers slid unexpectedly between her legs, making her pant with longing.
‘Don’t be,’ Levi growled. ‘This is also a first for me. You’re unpredictable. I never know what you’ll say or do. I’ve never felt this excited with anyone in my life.’
Molly was flabbergasted. He couldn’t possibly mean her. ‘Me?’ she breathed against his neck. She kissed a trail from his Adam’s apple up to his earlobe. ‘Do you mean it?’
A harsh breath caught in his throat as their eyes collided. In one fluid movement, he spun her round to face the mirror while he kissed his way along her shoulder, sending tingling sensations down her arm, one hand massaging her breasts, stroking her skin, the other between her legs, creating waves of all-consuming desire to pulse through her. ‘Look at yourself. You’re not just incredibly beautiful, you’re a powerhouse of raw determination. You have heart and soul and an abundance of dramatic talent that has people in awe of your creativity.’
OMG. She’d never felt such a #bosslady in her entire life. He was right. She could listen to him go on all night. Like a sexy, never-ending, inspirational TED talk.
She beamed at his reflection as he reached into a nearby cabinet and pulled out a foil condom wrapper and deftly ripped it open with his teeth. With his body pressed into hers, they locked eyes in the mirror as he entered her. They were on a private jet. Flying through the night sky, full of stars. It was thrilling. It was daring. It was better than a hot tub. Levi let out a moan as though he couldn’t hold out a second longer. She squeezed herself round him. One thrust, then another. And another. Until a flush of warmth spread throughout her body. Sweat was forming on their faces, the mirror steaming with the heat. Levi leaned one hand against it as he held her tightly, his breathing growing faster and more audible until with one final thrust, he cried out her name.
It took a few minutes before either of them was able to speak. She’d never wanted to hold on to the hands of time more, so that they could stay in this moment. This perfect moment.
Levi held her gaze in the mirror, his eyes soft with love. They made a very striking couple. Molly stared back at the woman she’d become. Confident. Bold. Sexy as hell. Gone was the gaunt, haunted look. She arched back against him, looping her arms round his neck. Exposing herself completely. This was her life now. It was going to be wild, adventurous, fulfilling. You only live once. She was going to do it right. And then some.
Levi gave her an adoring look. ‘Do you think you could get used to this life? I’m not the easiest man to be with and I’m incredibly busyallthe time, but I really want this to work. I really want to be with you.’
His words sounded like music to her ears. Something inside her knew they’d make each other happy. It felt like destiny. ‘Even if it means we ignore each other and turn into bitter, grumpy workaholics?’
‘Yes. Although technically, we’ll be bitter, grumpy billionaires. What do you say?’
Could she run a successful business and start a brand-new relationship at the same time? Could she cope in this world of extreme wealth and decadence? Could she put up with his pain-in-the-neck mother?
She spun round to face him, a grin spreading from cheek to cheek, her heart bursting with joy. She could more than handle him.
‘Honey. You had me at grumpy billionaire.’
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