What Matters Most: The Billionaire Bargains, Book 2 by Erin Nicholas Page A

you couldn’t wait to get inside me and that you wanted to fuck me against the wall in your friend’s office.”
    Tony paused. Yep, pretty graphic. Damn, that was…a lot considering it was their first date.
    Then he looked at her. He couldn’t see her eyes, but he asked, “And what did you say?”
    “I said okay.”
    Desire shot through him fast and hard and he had to pause and take a deep breath. That alone was enough dirty talk from Reese as far as he was concerned.
    “That’s all you had to say, I’m guessing.” He might have been drunk, but he hadn’t been dead.
    Reese gave a little giggle and Tony’s heart tightened. Damn.
    “Maybe that’s all I had to say,” she said. “But that wasn’t all I did say.”
    He moved his hand so he could slide his long middle finger into her while he circled his thumb over her clit. “Tell me. Please.”
    “There was some ‘more’ and ‘harder’ and ‘faster’.”
    “That’s all good stuff,” he told her. He pressed against her clit and felt her pussy tremble He had to get his mouth on her. Soon.
    “But it was the ‘I want to feel your cock filling me up’ that really got you going,” she said breathlessly.
    He froze again and stared at her. Holy shit. He loved hearing the word cock from her. Especially in reference to his . He wanted to hear it again. More. A lot.
    He leaned in and swiped his tongue against her clit.
    She gasped and arched against him.
    “Tell me more,” he said against her, licking again and then sucking softly as he slid his finger deeper.
    “I…um…have no idea…” She trailed off as he hooked his finger and went deep again.
    He chuckled. “Come on, Reese. Give me something.”
    She opened her legs farther and he wondered if she was even aware of it when she said, “I told you that I love it hard and fast and deep.”
    Hard and fast. Just the way he liked it. And deep. He could always get into getting deep.
    “Babe, you’re amazing.” He sucked on her again, sliding another finger into her and feeling her muscles clamp down on him. “That’s it,” he urged, taking a long lick.
    “This isn’t hard and fast,” she said, panting. “This is slow and torturous.”
    He grinned. “Say please.”
    “Please, Tony. Please do it hard and fast.”
    He moved his finger deeper and picked up the speed a little.
    “Yes, more, faster .” She was getting demanding.
    Dammit, he wanted to rip his pants off and really make her—
    “I want you inside me,” she said. She moved her arm off her face and their eyes locked. “I want to feel your cock filling me up.”
    He felt like someone had just kicked him in the chest. He tried to concentrate on the basics—staying upright with his heart beating, for instance.
    This had started out as a kiss to remind her of their heat and chemistry, that they belonged together. But that hadn’t been enough. Touching her was addictive. Her sounds were addictive. The sight of her naked body, the taste of her naked body…he’d needed more. And now he couldn’t stop.
    He got to his feet, his eyes on her face. She watched him, not making a move to close her legs or cover up.
    “I want to see your nipples, Reese,” he said, unbuckling his belt and sliding it from the belt loops before dropping it on the floor.
    She arched her back to reach for the zipper and Tony got painfully hard. He liked her compliant. He was easygoing, laidback, all of that, but he really did like it when people did what he wanted them to do.
    He lowered his zipper at the same time she unzipped her dress. She pulled the straps of the dress off her shoulders and the bodice slid down, exposing the firm, pink-centered breasts he’d fantasized about more than he should have.
    “Hell, yeah,” he muttered. He dug a condom from his pocket before pushing his pants to the floor and kicking them out of the way.
    “Good Lord,” she said, her gaze roaming over him hungrily. “I really like the open shirt and silk boxers