The Billionaire’s Valentine Vixen Wyatt, Dani (red white royal blue TXT) 📖

Anyone that Linnie likes, I like, now give me a hug. Thank you for taking care of my baby girl.”

Renata’s arms tug Alice into a warm embrace.

I look over to see Timor’s gaze drift to Alice. I’ve known him since he was ten and he’s a good man now, but still, the idea of his eyes on Alice’s body right now has me seeing red.

Linnie watches us, then she does something I only see her do when she’s way tired. She pops her thumb in her mouth.

Renata sees it too, lets Alice go and her warm dark eyes rest on my niece. “Come, come. Timor will give you a piggyback ride. I’ll make you some cocoa and we can read a chapter of The Inferno, then take a little nap.”

“I’m not tired,” Linnie protests around er thumb.

“I know, I know,” Renata says, then gives Alice a wink. “But I am. You will put me down for my nap then. Alice, you will stay for dinner, yes?”

Alice opens her mouth but hesitates and I answer for her.

“Yes, she will be here for dinner.”

Timor gives me a fist bump, offers a polite nod to Alice, mounts Linnie on his shoulders and out they go into the enclosed walkway back to the house, leaving me and Alice alone.

Finally.

“That was fun,” Alice remarks, toweling her hair as I stare at the indent of her pussy lips under the bathing suit fabric between her legs. She’d put any Sports Illustrated swimsuit model to shame.

“It was fun,” I start, biting the inside of my cheek as I watch her simple movements, feeling the hot blood already rising in my greedy dick. “Seems we both do know how to have fun.”

“’Tis true.” Her smile is tentative, and we haven’t had a chance to talk about what happened earlier this morning.

I step into her space, her nipples still poking out, and I’ve given up trying to keep my boner under control. My heart is beating just for her and being cock-blocked by Linnie has only made the desire to take what I know to be mine more intense.

“You okay?” I ask as she clutches the towel against her chest like a shield between us.

She chews on the inside of her bottom lip, her eyes thoughtful, then she twitches a shoulder to her ear. “I’m fine.”

Her docile answer has an anger growing inside me. Not at her, but at me.

“Please, make me a promise right now.”

“I’ll try, but you have to tell me what it is first. I don’t make promises not knowing what they are.”

“Don’t ever fucking say ‘I’m fine’ to me. It doesn’t tell me anything important. I want to know what you are feeling. In here.” I kiss her forehead. “And in here.” I flatten my palm over her heart. “And everywhere else inside you. If you feel it, I want to know it, as silly or inconsequential as you may think it is.”

“What if it might hurt you? Make you angry, irritated, bored…”

“Then hurt me, anger me, irritate me but you will never bore me. Just don’t keep shit from me. Don’t lie to me.”

Hesitation still lingers in her eyes as a wet strand of hair snakes down her left cheek. I grab her face, my palms on her cheeks and my fingers digging into the sides of her neck.

“Do you need to tell me something that will hurt me?” My pulse races as my thoughts return to having her naked body in front of me. Under me, my cock ready to show her pussy who it will belong to for the rest of her life.

“No. I don’t think it will hurt you, it’s just…”

“Tell me.”

“Upstairs, earlier. It was beyond amazing. I’ve never felt that before.”

“Felt what?”

“I mean, the orgasm first of all. I’ve been able to do that to myself, but it’s never, ever felt like that.” She pauses and my heart nearly bashes its way through my sternum. “But, I just want to be honest and you may think I’m a stupid girl and I may be setting myself up for my first heartbreak, but I really, really like you. Like, like you, you know?”

“I know. It was amazing, but it’s going to get better. Trust me…” I twine her fingers with mine, pull her hand around to my back and walk us toward the back of the massive aviary where there are several rooms and a staircase.

“Where are we going?”

“Trust me.” I look back to see her exotic eyes searching for an answer. “What we did before was just the tip of the iceberg. I’m going to show you the whole glacier. I’ll take care of you, Alice, I promise.”

As I walk forward, pulling her behind me, I hear her whisper under her breath. “You better or I’m gonna kick your ass.”

I can’t stop the smirk that spread over my lips. That street-smart toughness that hides just under her surface only makes me want to protect her and provide for her more. I know she can do it on her own, but I don’t want her to have to.

“This place is unreal,” she says as we pass the ornately-finished changing rooms and a bathroom that looks straight out of Rome, with its white marble walls, floor and ceiling. Gold fixtures and a crystal chandelier finish off the decadence as I lead her to the last door at the end of the hall and turn the handle.

I guide her inside and shut and lock the door behind us, and she turns to give me a suspicious look but I lean forward and take the question from her lips with mine, my hands cupping her warm cheeks, then I whisper in her ear: “I can still taste you. It’s driving me crazy.”

I feel her shiver even though the temperature in the