Free My Dutch Billionaire 2 by Marian Tee Page B

feeling hot. Oh God, she needed to fan herself—oh God, his fingers were on her crotch!
    Her gaze jerked to his, arousal and anxiety in her eyes.  
    “Are you being a good girl, engel?”  
    Almost shuddering at the purr in the billionaire’s tone, she whispered, “Yes.”
    “Then does that mean I’ll get to fuck you tonight?”
    “Yes.”
    And they remained seated at their table for the rest of the evening, his fingers stroking her pussy leisurely until she wanted to sob in need. Soon, his stroking fingers promised. Soon, it would be the billionaire’s cock pleasing her.

Chapter Nine

    “Good night,   Mr. de Konigh,” Serenity said politely and, not waiting for the billionaire to answer, she stepped out of the limousine. The chauffeur had a look of pained sympathy on his face, but she pretended to ignore this while she waited on the sidewalk.
    It took Shane almost a minute before she, too, stepped out of the billionaire’s limousine, but Serenity refused to think why that was so.
    Unfortunately, her sister was in a chatty mood, and as they took the elevator, Shane wetted her lips, murmuring, “Willem de Konigh is so divinely sexy, isn’t he?”
    “I wouldn’t know since he’s just my boss, Shane.” Serenity stared at the elevator doors stoically.  
    “Oh, don’t be a prude. I’m sure you’ve heard from others about his exploits when he was in college.”
    She had , Serenity thought, but directly from Willem himself . When she had bugged him about it, he had told her reluctantly that contrary to the tabloids’ reports about a certain night between him and an entire cheerleading squad, it was actually just him and half of the squad.
    “It may not look like it, but he’s a dynamo in bed.”  
    “I wouldn’t know,” she repeated, but inside herself, Serenity promised fiercely that after tonight, she would know. And she would be the last one to know because Serenity had this wild, silly hope that by giving her virginity to him, the Dutch billionaire would finally realize the truth.
    He loved her, always had, and always will.
    When they reached their apartment, Shane headed straight up while Serenity went to the kitchen, saying nervously, “I need a glass of water.”
    “Don’t care,” her sister answered airily, and her footsteps faded, followed by the sound of Shane’s bedroom door opening and closing.
    She counted the minutes while chewing on her lip, jittery and restless, when the text finally came.
    Serenity rushed to the front door and tried to unlock it as noiselessly as possible. She opened the door, and there he was, beautiful and sexy, and looking at her like she was the only girl in the world for him.
    I love him so much.
    She wanted to whisper it to him, wanted to cry it out, wanted to sing it to the world.
    But even Serenity knew it was too early, and she had to content herself with placing a trembling hand in his.
    He closed the door and turning back to her, he raised a brow. What are we waiting for?
    She almost, almost giggled.
    Serenity led him up the stairs, and Willem was content to let her. When they reached the top, Serenity motioned him to stay on the steps while she double-checked the knobs of Shane and Melanie’s doors. Both were locked, which meant they were inside the room.  
    Serenity went back to the billionaire and offered her hand.  
    He took it, but when she started to lead him, he held on to her hand.
    Her eyes widened.
    Lifting her hand to his mouth, he began to nibble on her fingers, one by one, and she swayed on her feet. When he met her eyes, she was glaring at him. Really? You have to do that now? But the way her nipples pebbled against the velvet of her gown told him that she was as aroused as she was frustrated.
    Taking his hand again, she led him into her bedroom, but as soon as the door was locked, he swept her in his arms and took her mouth with his.
    Wrapping her arms around him, she hid her face against his neck and whispered, “I’m terrified of