“As I got older, my books definitely got a bit friendlier, as you can tell now,” she said with her hand pressed on my chest.
I groaned and then dragged her to my body. My palm met her fleshy ass, giving it a good squeeze. “Are you hungry?”
“Not right now.”
“Good, then maybe we can shower together and fuck properly on our bed where I can enjoy taking my time.”
“I’d like that.” I lifted her up in my arms and walked up the grand staircase to the master bedroom. “Wow, this is gorgeous. I do love this house. It’s a mix of modern and classic architecture.”
“I wanted to keep the original framework while giving it some modern amenities.” I pushed open the bathroom door and walked us in.
“You weren’t kidding,” she gasped.
Chapter Ten
Ava
I was a new level of sore by the time we finished fucking. “I should feed you, and I’m getting hungry as well.”
“I could really use some food.” I rubbed my belly. He stared at it for a moment before saying, “Do you want to go out, or order some takeout?”
“Takeout would be better. After the many images out there, I’m not ready for the shock.”
“It’s crazy. So—Chinese, pizza, or something else?”
“I could go for some Chinese.” He handed me several menus and then went to grab a tray of snacks from his panty.
“Here are some goodies to hold us over.”
“A man after my own heart.” I snagged a small bag of pretzels. I was more hungry than I realized. We ordered the food and then he said, “I’d like to talk about the ad campaign. I actually think the video is good.”
“Do you want to keep it up?”
“If you do?” I thought about my father’s reaction, and my chest hurt. “Did you talk to your father about it?” His tone registered differently and made me think twice. He knew something he wasn’t saying.
“Yes, and he wasn’t happy about it.”
“What father is happy about seeing his daughter in underwear? But was that why you were in tears this morning? Or did he say more than he was not happy about it?”
“You knew I was crying this morning?” I asked.
“Ronald said it was pretty obvious.” I should have known better.
“That explains why you showed up to the office.”
“Well, yes, and I wasn’t pleased with the whole boss situation either.”
“You need to get over that one. That’s the politest conversation we ever had, and never once was he inappropriate with me. In fact, he pointed out something about you I didn’t know. You’re a billionaire.”
I shrugged. “It’s not something I pay attention to.”
“Me either, but he said it’s the reason I probably didn’t need a job anymore.”
“He’s right about that. Why make you grind when I can take care of you while you work on your passion?” I loved the way he cared about my wants.
“Because we weren’t official.” He wrapped his hands around my waist.
“Babe, we were official the moment I got my hands on you,” he growled against my lips. “But we’re getting off track again. We need to talk about your father. He called me.”
