HACKING THE BILLIONAIRE: Part 3 by Jenny Devall

out of the cabinet and made a snack. Riley topped a cracker with a slice of Gouda and fed it to him. He sucked her finger into his mouth, and she gasped.
    He fed her the next slice. She nipped the pad of his finger. He couldn’t help but smile. This was the Riley he loved.
    Loved? Damn. He guessed he’d better admit it. He loved her. No getting around it. He had to get used to the idea before he could tell her. As soon as the cheese was done, Riley grabbed his hand.
    She dragged him down the hall into his bedroom. He must have done very well today for her to be so excited to sleep with him. She wasn’t drunk.
    She spun around then ripped off her shirt. She started on his shirt.
    “In a hurry?”
    “Yes. Get naked.”
    He laughed as he slipped his shirt over his head. She had her pants off, and she stood in front of him naked, tapping her foot. He slid off his pants, and he was ready to go.
    She stalked to him, taking his dick in her hand. Her thumb rubbed over that sensitive spot underneath. He nearly jumped out of his skin.
    “You are a sexy man, Dirk.”
    He tugged her to him. “You are one beautiful woman, Riley.”
    How had she chosen him? She walked them to the bed. She landed on it then threw her arms out. “Take me, Dirk.”
    He knelt in front of her, spreading her thighs. He leaned down and tasted her. She was wet for him already. He licked her folds until he found her bud. He sucked on it as he slid first one finger then his second finger into her warm, wet canal.
    She writhed. “Oh, Dirk.”
    He moved his fingers around, hitting all the right spots, if her noises were accurate. Her hands fisted on the bed. Then her body went rigid. Her canal clenched around his fingers, and she clearly went over the edge. He watched the aftershocks rock her body as he rolled a condom on.
    Then he put her feet on his shoulders and entered her.
    “Oh.”
    He could get in deeper this way. She was slick. He could stay here forever. In and out. This woman who could get him hard with just her laugh. With just the way she looked at him sometimes.
    He thrust into her again and again. Could he convey his emotions with just this act? Did she know how he felt? Could she tell by how he wanted her to come harder than she’d ever come in her life?
    And then she did. The sound was beautiful to his ears. Riley, with her eyes squeezed shut, her back arched. Teeth bared. She was coming because of him.
    He could be the CEO of a company. He could do anything in the world he put his mind to. He felt his most powerful when he made the woman he loved come.
    Then he followed her down that chasm of a climax. His hips thrust harder and harder until his seed was done spilling. Then he braced himself on the edge of the bed, his breath coming in pants.
    She might kill him, but he’d die happy. He got rid of the condom then lay next to her. She hadn’t moved. Her hair was fanned out across his bed.
    “Amazing as always,” she said.
    He knew that, but he liked hearing it anyway. He liked that he could make her happy.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Eleven
    Riley looked up from her cubicle to see Dirk standing there with a smile on his face.
    “Hi,” she said.
    “I’m here to take you to lunch?”
    “You came out of the city to take me to lunch?”
    “I did.”
    Wow. That was commitment.
    “I left before you got up this morning and I have a late meeting tonight, so I may not see you today.”
    That really was commitment. He held out his hand. She took it, feeling like a princess. Not that she’d ever wanted to be one, but this was nice.
    She couldn’t wipe the smile from her face.
    “Where are we going?”
    He opened the car door for her. “Somewhere scenic.”
    “Scenic?”
    He nodded then closed the door for her. She put on her seatbelt, intrigued.
    “I looked on Google Earth, and there is a park not far from here. I have a picnic lunch and a blanket so we can enjoy the warm weather,” he said.
    God he was good. “I