Free Kisses for the Billionaire: Final Kiss by M. G. Morgan Page B

tell me you didn’t hurt him, that you didn’t…”
    He shook his head and I released the tension that had been building between my shoulder blades.
    “You called me and that was it, I came for you instead. But I would have done it.”
    “It doesn’t matter, it’s over now.”
    He shook his head, “you see that’s the problem, it’s not over. Andy and Dominic still want me to kill the mark, they still expect a body on the ground and if I don’t provide one, then I’m afraid of the retribution.”
    “You can’t allow yourself to be afraid of retribution from a bunch of cowards like them. We can’t live like that but you also can’t stoop to their level.”
    “Carrie, what choice do I have?”
    “There’s always a choice, David, you and I both know that. All we need to do is find a way through all of this. And we will, we’re not going to let them beat us, not now, not ever.”
    He sighed and cupped my face with his hands, lowering his face to mine he pressed a feather light kiss against my lips.
    “I love how certain you are, it gives me courage that we will find a way through it all.”
    “We will…” he cut me off before I could continue speaking, his mouth crushing mine, the passion and ferocity in his embrace stealing my breath away.
    When he finally released me I was gasping for air, my chest rising and falling, each time I sucked in a deep breath it pushed my breasts tight against his rock hard chest.
    “I won’t ever lose you again, Carrie.”
    “You won’t…” I said, holding on to him as tightly as I could. My legs threatened to buckle beneath and still I clung to him.
    “You need to rest,” he said, sliding his hands down over my waist to cup my ass, drawing my body tighter against him.
    “I need you,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need as I felt his erection press against me.
    Suddenly all thought of rest and recuperation didn’t seem to matter anymore. I needed David, needed him like the earth needed the sun and rain in equal measure. In his arms I would find all the rest and recuperation I needed.
    He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the blanket and the roaring fire, laying me out beneath him as he crawled over my body. Fire and lust burned in my belly as my fingers scrambled to undo the buttons of his shirt, I wanted his skin against mine.
    “Are you sure?” He asked, his voice laced with the same lust that pounded in my veins.
    “More than sure,” I said, tugging his shirt open and sliding my hands beneath the fabric to the rock hard muscle of his chest below.
    His mouth found mine once more and I was lost in his kiss.

16
    T he shrill ring of David’s cell phone ruptured the tension between us. It vibrated against my thigh where his legs were pressed inside mine and I released a frustrated sigh as he propped his body up on his elbows over me.
    “I can’t really ignore it,” he said, holding himself poised above me but he still didn’t make a move towards answering the call.
    “You should take it, it could be something important…”
    The phone stopped buzzing and silence flooded into the space between us. David smiled, a look that was all predator and it sent a frisson of excitement racing through me.
    He dipped his head to mine once more, his lips grazing my neck as he whispered against my skin. “If it’s so important, they’ll ring…”
    He never finished the sentence, the shrill ringing of the cell phone once more ripping the moment between us. David groaned and rolled away from me as he tugged the cell from his pocket.
    Frustration gnawed at my insides as I sat up and carefully closed the buttons on my blouse. It never ceased to amaze me how he always seemed to know his way inside my clothes without ever having to put any real effort into it. Most of the time I never even realised what he was doing until I felt his hands against my exposed skin.
    “What do you mean he wants to meet,” David said, his voice taking on a tone that sent a shiver