Free The Billionaire's Jackpot: Betting on You Series: Book Four by Jeannette Winters Page B

worried about her sister falling ill and losing the battle to cancer. Life can be so damn unfair . All those years of nagging her about what she should do instead of just loving her for who she was and enjoying what time they had. Hindsight. I hate being so alone all the time.
    Unconsciously her brow furrowed, and unspoken pain filled her eyes as she fought hard against the tears, refusing to let them fall. He didn’t bring me here for this.
    His expression softened. “Are you okay? You’re very quiet.”
    Faking smiles and pretending to be happy was something she had become very good at. Even in the Marines she had mastered the skill of presenting what others wanted to see. Control. Strength. Detachment. Drew wasn’t as easily fooled as others had been. It was like he could look into her eyes and see right into her soul. It was unnerving to say the least. If she turned and met his gaze, she knew the truth would be revealed. Keeping her back to him, she answered, “Just admiring your beautiful garden and hoping I didn’t kill any of the flowers.”
    “Glad you like them.” Still she didn’t turn. “Katherine, there’s no harm done.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly. Raising his mouth from hers with an irresistibly devastating grin, he winked suggestively at her. “Since you are rested,” he nodded in the direction of what appeared to be a Jacuzzi hot tub in the midst of trees, “care to join me?”
    Would I ever. It was the perfect distraction she needed right now. She didn’t know what life was going to be like when she got back to Napa, but for now . . . “I don’t have my suit on.”
    His lips curled, looking over her seductively. “Even better.”
    With his hand still on her waist, he led her away from the pool to the waiting hot tub. Standing amongst the trees that provided privacy from onlookers from the towering skyscrapers above, KJ watched Drew as he removed all his clothes in a deliberately slow and sensual manner. Each movement was meant to excite her, and it did. He was magnificent, pure male perfection—broad shoulders, muscular biceps, chest, and abs. Her eyes raked boldly over him only to stop when she saw his manhood coming to attention. KJ had to fight the overwhelming need to reach out, touch and taste him. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
    Pulling her gaze away, she raised her eyes to meet his. Only then did she notice he was watching her intently. Her body ached for his touch. KJ reached for the bottom of her T-shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it into the pile of his clothes on the floor. Unsnapping her shorts, slowly she unzipped them and wiggled her hips so they slid off.
    Drew was photographing her with his eyes. The smoldering flame she saw in his eyes only elevated her own desire.
    Reaching one hand behind her back, she unhooked her black lace bra and let it drop, exposing her full breasts. His hand reached out to touch them, but she stopped him, not breaking their gaze. KJ put a thumb on each side of her matching lace panties and bent over seductively as she removed them.
    When she stood upright she stepped closer to him. This time he didn’t attempt to touch her; he waited, watching. Each time they had been together he’d given her so much. This time she wanted to be in control and give equally to him.
    Her hands ran gently over his shoulders, down his arms, and back up again. With just her fingertips, she traced her way across his chest and over his solid abs. Sweet perfection. Dropping to her knees, she wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft. With the tip of her tongue, she licked him slowly, deliberately, from the base to the head and back down again, loving the taste and smell of him. Her lips curled as she heard a low husky growl escape him.
    Drew tangled his fingers in her hair, moving it from her face so he could watch everything she was doing. “Are you trying to kill me?” His voice was husky with need.
    Opening her mouth, she