The Third and Final Chapter in the Saving the Billionaire Trilogy
To gain her heart's desire, a girl must be willing to risk everything.
Former fighter jock Brett Carmack built Ermine Navigation from the ground up, but executive suite politics will eat him alive. Especially when his mind is on a curvy financial analyst who is way out of her depth.
Kat Walker can't believe Brett is falling for her. With his vice presidents plotting to overthrow him and raid the corporate coffers, Kat feels the heavy weight of responsibility as her CEO and lover places his trust in her keen analysis. But even as the company's stock price plunges and Brett's fortune evaporates, he can't keep his hands off her full-figured body.
Can Kat's desperate plan save his company and her career?
The question cut off in a surprised gasp as Brett wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her away from the computers. Her body fell against his, and the bulge in his pants pressed against the swell of her buttocks, rock hard and hungry. Brett's other hand swept her hair away from her neck, and his mouth found her soft, white skin.
"Brett, I... oh!" Kat moaned as Brett bit her neck, gently at first, sucking at her skin. She could feel his wild desire through the tension in his hands as they roamed up and down her body, caressing her thighs, exploring the soft curve of her belly. He had resisted Miriam's advances, but he couldn't resist the lust she had kindled.
He focused his attention on Kat as though she was the only thing in the world. His hands slid up her belly and scooped her soft, heavy breasts into a firm grip. Kat writhed against his body as he squeezed them through the old t-shirt he had loaned her that morning. A tingle ran through her nipples as his fingers brushed over them, and they swelled in response to his touch.
Brett rubbed harder, flicking his thumbs over her hardening tips until they poked out against the soft cotton. Then he rolled them between thumb and forefinger, pinching gently at first, then harder, until a pulsing ache shivered through her bosom.
She cried out, a mix of pain and desire. "Brett," she said, surprised at how breathless she was. "We need to pay attention." She pointed up at the monitors, but he took her hand and pulled her hand away from the screens.
"Whatever is going to happen is out of our control for now," he said. "Let's enjoy the moment."
Kat gaped at him in astonishment. His entire fortune was on the line, but all he could think about was her... it was oddly touching, and yet she wondered what had driven this sudden hunger. Was it a mix of Miriam's advances and the crazy gamble they were taking? With Brett's risk-seeking personality, he never seemed to feel alive unless he was taking a chance.
She reached up and pulled his hands away from her breasts. "Brett, we don't have to do this. You're only aroused because Miriam..."
"Miriam?" Brett said. "Kat, I had a hard-on when I went down there, and it wasn't because of Miriam. The whole time I was talking to her, I couldn't wait to get back up here. To you."
Kat blushed. He always made her feel somewhat foolish, as though she didn't realize how beautiful she was. That wasn't the case, of course, but the enthusiasm in his lips and hands made the lie convincing. She forced her worries out of her mind and surrendered to his touch, snuggling back against his hard chest as he fondled her. She clasped her hands over his, interlacing their fingers, and pulled his right hand downward, past the hem of the baggy t-shirt to her bare white thigh.
Brett needed no further guidance. He stroked her smooth skin with feather-light touches that made her shudder with anticipation as his hand moved up beneath the shirt to the triangle of black silk that concealed her crotch. He lingered there, playfully brushing his fingers along the edge of her panties until she squirmed with need.