Free SAFEHOUSE (A BWWM BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE) by Mia Caldwell Page B

for the key.

"Do you really have to lock your door? Is all that necessary?"

Julien shrugged his shoulders. "I guess not, but it makes me feel more
secure. Especially with all the confidential information I keep inside of my
room... Are we really going to discuss the security of my bedroom? Or are there
more pressing matters to attend to?"

I bit my lip. He was totally right, there were definitely more pressing matters
to attend to. In fact when he practically shoved me inside of the room he
really did press his matters up against me, and I definitely wanted to attend
to them.

Our hands were all over each other—one minute he was pushing me up against his
wall, the next I had pulled him around and pushed him up against the wall
instead. We both laughed and kissed each other, then laughed some more as we
fumbled for each other's clothes. I was so excited I could hardly stand it, and
judging by the growing bulge in Julien's nice slacks… he was pretty excited
too.

 
    My dress went up over my shoulders and off into the corner. Julien let
out a growl, unhooking the front clasp of my bra and tearing it free.

"Is that better?" I asked, my voice husky and low. He did that thing
that I loved where he narrowed his eyes at me with that wicked smile on his
face.

I couldn’t believe I was here with Julien in his bedroom... While the rest of
the château was covered in darker colors, Julien's room was white with dark
trim all around. His bed was even larger than the huge bed in the room I was
staying in, with matching satin covers in a cream color. It just screamed sexy
and relaxed at the same time, sort of like Julien was himself…

 
      Although nothing was relaxed
about him now.

 
    He pulled me up against himself and began kissing down side of my
neck, his mouth covering my skin with force and desire.

"I just, need to… get this damn… thing off of you!" I grumbled,
quickly becoming too impatient and yanking all the buttons off of his shirt. Whoops , I thought.

"That was a $400 shirt, Amira," Julien mused, that wicked grin of his
cutting across his face. I shrugged, still smiling as I quickly moved my hands
down to the next part — his pants.

"I’ll make it up to you," I replied.

With a quick pull and snap back I was able to open his pants, pushing them
down. I don't know why we were in such a rush – ideally I wanted to take my
sweet, sweet time with him. But my bones felt like they were jumping in my
body, my blood was boiling hot, and I could think about was what was going
happen next. The rush… all of it was starting to really get to me, and I knew
that I was probably soaked through between my legs. I couldn't help it, he was
just so damn hot!

He sighed as I stood back and pulled down my underwear as well, leaving me
completely stark naked in front of him. All my inhibitions had just been thrown
out the window, and whoever this new person was who had taken over my body for
the time being, she just didn't care. She wanted it all.
    "You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered, his words a slow
interlude to the crazy flurry of activity going on in the room. Even as crazy
as I was feeling inside, my heart squeezed at his words, and I teared up.

"You aren't supposed to say things like that right now," I said,
wiping at my face. "Save that for later, okay?"

Julien smiled at me, and nodded. "Come here."

I did, and with the last piece of Julien's clothing tossed to the side, I truly
saw what he had been holding back for me this whole time. My eyes nearly bugged
out of my head.

"Jesus, Julien!" Okay, maybe it was silly to shout, but when I saw
what he was packing… He just grinned knowingly.

I slowly made my way back over to him, biting my lip as I did. I wanted to slow
things down, just a little bit. It had only taken one minute for us to get to
this point from the door opening, and I didn't want the next part only take two
minutes. Forget that.

Julien seem to get the idea, and brought his palm to my