"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

　　"Leelee, are you ready to go? We're going to be late!" Christin yelled at me from the front door.


　　"Coming, one second!" I clasped the strap of my heel before racing to the door. Running in heels has become second nature to me. Oftentimes, I find myself running late and needing to sprint in a cute pair of heels.


　　"You can't make me late to the opening of the restaurant, I'll be a sous chef! Move it, woman." She pushed me out of the door, herding me like cattle towards the elevator.


　　"Calm down. We have plenty of time. Besides, it is right down the road. We could walk there if we had to." I waved my hand at her dramatics.


　　"We might just have to. There's a big traffic jam on the way to the restaurant." She held her phone up, showing me her traffic updates.


　　"I am not dressed for walking there." I shook my head. I may run in heels well, but even I get hurt by them when walking a mile. It's just not happening.


CHAPTER 193