Read Online Loving The Billionaire (The Sherbrookes of Newport) by Christina Tetreault - Free Book Online Page A

her backward until her legs hit the bed. “Can we get rid of this?” He grabbed the bottom of her sweater and paused.
    Grabbing the material from him, she yanked it over her head. “Since we’re getting rid of clothes, do you need any help?” Ruth undid the top button of his shirt. “Or do you want to do it yourself?” She slipped the next button from its hole.
    “It’s all yours.” He unzipped her skirt and pushed it down her hips.
    Ruth undid all the buttons and pulled away, so she could enjoy the view. It had been a while since she’d seen him without a shirt. She liked the subtle changes she saw now. He’d always been athletic, but now his muscles were more defined. Unable to look at all that naked flesh and not touch it, she ran a hand over his heart and down his stomach.
    “Time for this to go.” Warren’s hands skimmed across her back, and he unclasped her bra.
    She took a step forward intent on pressing her body against his. He wouldn’t let her. Instead his gaze left her face and raked across her body. When he looked up at her again, there was no mistaking the passion in his eyes. “I could look at you all night.” He took her nipple in his mouth, sending red-hot heat to her core.
    Ruth moaned and let Warren push her onto the bed. She’d never ached like this before. Her body wanted his touch everywhere. Grabbing his ass as a way to get him closer, she realized he still wore his pants. “We forgot something.” She went for his belt buckle, but he stood before she could do anything.
    Warren ditched the rest of his clothes and rejoined her on the bed. When he pulled her tightly against him, she hooked her leg over his thigh, hoping he’d get the hint. More than anything, she wanted him to touch her. Warren didn’t keep her waiting. And when he slipped a finger inside her, she grabbed his shoulders and hung on as he teased her to the breaking point.
    Could a person die from pleasure? She suspected she was about to find out. But if she was going to die, she might as well take Warren with her. Ruth reached for him, but before she could do little more than wrap a hand around him, he pulled away. She opened her eyes and watched him get off the bed.
    “Be right back.”
    Confused, she almost protested. Ruth watched Warren grab his wallet from the pants he’d discarded on the floor. When he grabbed something from inside the wallet and tossed it on the nightstand, a light bulb went on inside her head.
    Thank goodness Warren’s brain still worked. A condom hadn’t occurred to her. Someday she wanted kids, but not now; protection was a must tonight.
    Warren’s mouth came down on hers hard and hot as he positioned himself over her. She considered telling him she’d never had sex but never got the chance. He joined their bodies, and all thoughts stopped. Only pleasure remained.
    ***
    “Stay here tonight.” Warren propped himself on an elbow. He had no idea what time it was and didn’t care. All that mattered was keeping Ruth in his arms as long as possible.
    “Is that a good idea?”
    He reached out and ran his hand through her dark hair. “Why wouldn’t it be?” His hand trailed down her arm.
    “This is your parents’ house and there are employees around. What if they say something to them?”
    “No one will say anything to my parents,” Warren kissed her, “or anyone else.” He pulled down the blankets, uncovering her breasts, and teased her nipple with his fingers. Ruth’s eyes drifted shut, and she smiled.
    “Are you trying to influence my decision?”
    “Is it working? If not I know a lot of persuasive techniques.”
    Ruth’s eyes popped open. “You don’t play fair.”
    “When it’s something I want, I’ll do whatever it takes to get it.” He continued to fondle one breast while he took her other nipple in his mouth.
    Her fingers dug into his hair as she moaned. “You win. I’ll stay.”
    He pulled his mouth away. “You won’t regret it.” Before she could answer, he