A Billionaire BWWM Romance 7: The Honeymoon Read Online Free PDF

exhausted and he was sure she did too. He looked at her when she
gasped silently.
    “You okay?” he asked. She rolled her head to the side and
smiled before she nodded.
    “It’s just that my…our juices are flowing out of
me so much and so fast that I still feel like I am climaxing,”
she said in a low voice, almost a whisper. Steven smiled at her. “I
hope you liked my wedding night surprise,” she said.
    “Liked it? I loved it!” he laughed. She smiled. “And
where did that come from? What was that?” he asked. She shook
her head. “That was some script you had back there. I
mean…prisoner? Parole?” he asked. Julie laughed as she
felt more of their passionate deposits flowing out of her yet again.
    “Trust me, there was no script,” she said.
    “That was all you?” Steven asked, more impressed than
surprised. She nodded. “Wow, marriage really did a number on
you…in a good way of course,” he said.
    She smiled and shrugged. “And I am just getting started,”
she said.
    Steven moved closer and kissed her softly. “I cannot wait to
see what you have planned,” he said.
    “We really should get some rest before…where are we
going exactly?” she asked.
    He shook his head. “You will find out when we land,” he
said as he closed his eyes.
    “Land? Land where?” she asked but he was already fast
asleep. “Where the hell are we going?” she
wondered as they lay there. “Should I have told him my top
three choices or something? I am not sure how these things usually
work.” *****
    Julie was still tired when she and Steven woke up the next morning.
She had taken an unusually long shower trying to loosen the knots in
her body caused by all that stretching and acrobatics she and Steven
had engaged in the previous night. Thanks to all the hectic wedding
plans, she had not found any time to work out for two weeks. That
meant she hadn’t jogged, kick boxed or even managed to squeeze
in a couple of hours for some yoga stretches.
That being said,
hot erotic wild sex was definitely helping.
    “You are still not going to tell me where we are going?”
she asked when they boarded the Davenport private jet.
    He looked at her and shook his head. “No way,” he said
as he strapped himself in.
    Julie sighed and the hostess came in and handed them a glass of cold
orange juice.
    “Mr. Davenport informed me that you hadn’t had any
breakfast. I’ll serve you some as soon as we are airborne.
Right now, chug on this,” she said as she handed them the
drinks.
    “Hey Camila. I’m sure you know where we are going,
right?” Julie asked the slim brunette. Camila smiled at her and
nodded.
    “Of course Miss…Mrs. Davenport,” she said.
    Julie looked at her. “And? Where are we going?” she
pressed.
    Camila smiled and shook her head.
    “I’m sorry ma’am but I am under strict instructions
not to divulge that information even in the face of death,” she
said.
    Julie raised an eyebrow. “Really? Even in the face of death?”
she asked. Camila nodded. “So, I could put you in a choke hold
right now and you still wouldn’t talk? I have a black belt you
know,” she said.
    Camila shrugged. “My husband runs a successful business so my
son will be okay and I already have a will in place,” Camila
said almost too mechanically.
    “I give up,” she said before she took a long sip of her
juice.
    “You just earned yourself a raise, Camila,” Steven said
as Camila walked away. He looked at Julie and smiled.
    “You realize all I want is to make sure that you don’t
take me to a weird place where they sleep in tents and hunt bears for
sport,” she said.
    “Trust me, you are going to love this place,” he laughed
taking another sip of his juice.
    “I’m worried, babe,” she said.
    Steven raised an eyebrow. “Worried? Really?” he asked.
“Have I ever disappointed you?”
    Julie suddenly realized that she was probably worried for nothing.
She had never known Steven to give her something she