Free Secret Baby: Billionaire Stepbrother by Candy Dance Page B

if she expected him to explode.
    And then he simply let it go.
    Just like she had.
    “Baby, I understand.”
    “Oh God,” she said, with a wobbly voice.
    And she said his name with a strangled sound, and then she was up out of her chair, where he had pulled her, and onto his lap hugged against him as if someone were trying to pry them apart.
    After that he was fucking glad he’d gotten a private room, because that was how they ate the rest of the meal, with her soft ass planted on his lap, and it was sexy as hell.
    At around dessert, the kissing started. Luckily the serving staff was professional; they had probably seen the kind of amorous attacks before that he and Millie were surrendering to.
    No fondling, but it was hard not to... there was lots of heated kisses and nibbling. It was mad. It was perfect. And he had always known his stepsister was the woman for him.
    He couldn’t imagine many other women sitting on his lap in a restaurant and eating dinner with him, and that’s what made Millie so precious to him. She pulled him out of his seriousness into her light.
    He was feeding her chocolate mousse and licking dabs of it off the corner of her mouth, when she asked, “Can Bart and I spend the night?”
    “Damn straight,” he growled, then he kissed her seriously deeply.
     
     
     
    Chapter Eleven
     
     
    Beck nearly had me undressed in the elevator going upstairs. He had to quickly hide my bare breast under the edge of his open suit jacket, when the elevator door swished open to reveal an elderly couple. I flattened against Beck’s chest with a hot blush and so much excitement racing through my veins, I felt like I was high.
    We were actually in a hotel, a couple together out in the open, and this was the beginning, I could feel it. There weren’t any more obstacles, unless we made them.
    The elderly couple kept peeking back at us, but I ignored them, slinging my arm over Beck’s shoulder so I could rub my breasts against his hard chest, as I nibbled his jaw.
    He tipped his head forward with his lips brushing mine, and he murmured, “Wait until we get to the room.”
    I giggled and copped a feel of his hard package underneath his suit trousers, which made him groan. He squeezed my ass from behind, where the elderly couple couldn’t see, pinching until my eyes widened.
    “Yes, sir,” I murmured, but then I rubbed my hand slowly over his long harness again. Oh my God, he was so hard and so big; I was drenched just thinking about it and how close I was to having him thrust inside me.
    When we reached his hotel suite door, I suddenly realized— “What about the sitter?”
    Beck’s eyes gleamed as he looked down at me.
    “I put them in the connecting room, and I paid for all night.” I looked up at him with wide eyes and my heart beating fast. “Just in case,” he said, with a hard kiss that my lips accepted with softness.
    Oh wow, he thought this might happen. I knew my eyes shone with happiness.
    The minute Beck had the hotel room door closed, he was lifting me up. My legs went around his waist as I tossed my purse to the side. He was carrying me into the room, while we kissed furiously.
    His hands were already unzipping my dress from behind, and my hands were already ripping his shirt out of the bottom of his suit trousers from behind.
    “Just like before,” I demanded, kissing him feverishly between words. “Hard and deep. Fill me up, Beck. Please, just take me.”
    Beck made a hoarse growled sound as he tore my dress down and my braless breasts were free. Then I was laid back on some table in the room as Beck’s hot mouth sucked over my tautly aroused nipple. I moaned crazily and squeezed him between my thighs, while trying to wrench his suit jacket off.
    I’d never had a man touch my breasts when filled with milk before, and it was a wildly-hot erogenous zone with my nipples hypersensitive and needy.
    “You want my fucking cock, boo?” he asked in a growl, biting the point of my nipple and