Mine for Now - The Billionaire's Obsession #2

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return to the condo.
    She punched his shoulder. “How can you tell such a whooper without blinking an eye?”
    Simon shrugged and pulled her into his arms. “I’m quite sure I probably blinked since the average person blinks every ten seconds. And what I said is absolutely true.” He kissed her lightly on the forehead before continuing. “I needed something. I found it here in the elevator. And I was definitely ecstatic.”
    She laughed. She couldn’t help it. “And I was orgasmic.”
    The elevator lurched, stopping at the penthouse. “I know. That’s why I was ecstatic.” He answered in a husky, quiet voice. “Hearing you come is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.”
    She swallowed, trying to push down the lump that formed in her throat. Her nipples hardened as Simon reached around her body to unlock the door of the condo. His words were dripping with blunt, raw honesty.
    Uncertain how to answer his comment, she made a beeline for her room as soon as he opened the door. “I’ll be out in a minute. Try not to get my new pair of panties wet this time.”
    She heard a satisfied, male chuckle behind her. “Getting your panties wet is becoming my main goal in life.”
    She smiled as she entered her room and pulled out a fresh pair of underwear, trying to push her own jumbled emotions aside.
    Simon had trusted her enough to fuck her without binding her. Again. Maybe some day…
    Small steps, Kara. Don ’ t expect too much. Whatever is eating at Simon has been there for a very long time. It could take years to gain his trust.
    And she wouldn’t be here for years. She grimaced, her scalp crying out in protest as she ran a brush ruthlessly through her disheveled hair.
    Do what you can. Enjoy what you have while you have it. And for God ’ s sake don ’ t take all of this too seriously.
    Enjoying her time with Simon was not the issue. She cherished every moment in his company because being with him filled her lonely places in a way that she had never experienced before.
    I ’ m poor. I ’ m pragmatic. I am not a woman who believes in soul mates; one man and one woman who complete each other and are meant to be together.
    Problem was, her parents had been like that. Poor as they had been, they had also been completely happy. In many ways, it was almost a blessing that they had gone together because Kara was almost certain that one would not have survived without the other. They had been so connected that either of her parents would have been tormented and miserable without the other. It was hard not to believe in real, soul-binding love after watching her parents for eighteen years.
    She heaved a sigh and set her brush back on the vanity. Okay…maybe she did believe that love could be that intense, that consuming. But not with Simon. Never with Simon. The man was heartbreak waiting to happen. He didn’t do committed relationships and she was already on emotional overload with him.
    The only way to survive her relationship with Simon was to keep it casual, not let her heart get involved.
    Scooping up her jacket and purse, she sauntered toward the kitchen, hearing only two words running over and over in her head and her own self-deprecating laugh echo through her mind.
    Too late. Too late.  

Chapter 6
    Samuel Hudson had a lavish mansion in South Tampa, an area so affluent that Kara had never been there before, even though she had grown up in the city. She had to force her open mouth to close as James pulled the car around the circular driveway, letting them out in the front of the palatial residence.
    “This is…spectacular,” she whispered to Simon as he took her hand to help her out of the car.
    “You see why I decided not to drive?” he said in a lazy voice, his eyes scanning the expensive vehicles lining the long driveway.
    “You draw quite a crowd, Mr. Hudson,” she told him softly, her eyes roving over his handsome face. “Happy Birthday. I have a present for you, but I’ll give it to you

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