"If you keep biting your lip like that I won't be able to contain myself." I could feel the warmth of his breath fan over my lips, making me hungry to feel them against me. 
I bit my lip again as my way of permitting him. He gave me a sexy smirk before he crashed his lips against mine. His hands gripped my hips, lifting me and placing me on the kitchen island. I parted my legs allowing his torso between them as he grabbed my bottom while parting my lips with his tongue. 
I let him explore my mouth with a soft moan. His hands left my rear, traveling up my thighs, pushing my dress up along the way. He ran his finger over my dampening slit, through my underwear. 
"You're so wet for me already." He smirked against my lip before biting it lightly. I moaned again at the pleasure his touches and words were bringing me. "I want to know what you taste like, Rose."
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Olive came home one day to find her only long-term boyfriend balls deep inside her roommate. With her heart crushed, her fighting spirit from hell, and her best friend at her side, she sets out to prove a point. She can be with anyone if she wants to be. She finds the hottest guy at the nightclub and has her one-night stand with a stranger. Only it becomes more than just a one-night stand as she runs into him again next weekend while out with Lucas' best friend, Leo. Of course, she wasn't aware of the relationship between Leo and Lucas. Lucas is determined to make her his, but so is Leo. How will these best friends handle fighting for the same girl? 
Read on to discover how Olive deals with these two new men along with her college studies and family drama. 
Did I forget to mention these guys are rich beyond reason? 
Warning:there are plenty of hot and steamy scenes in this book

Saved By A Dark Billionaire

　　The traffic jam had done little to help my already late self, causing me to miss the opening entirely. When I finally reached the restaurant, it was closed, with no one in sight. I was on my way to Hailey's penthouse, hoping she was there, when my phone rang. Seeing Mr. Medina's name flash on my car screen, remembering that I gave him my number when he had questions about organizing a charity event. I hit the receiver button on my steering wheel, wondering why he would be calling me now.


　　"I need your help," he quickly said, making me feel worried.


　　"It's Hailey. Can you come to my new restaurant?"


CHAPTER 195