The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game (Erotic Romance with alpha male) Read Online Free PDF Page A

my decision. I was his. I was going to stay with him. No matter the cost.
     

Chapter 4
     
    After dinner, I was preparing our dessert, because I wanted to cook something special for him. Chocolate soufflé with whipped cream. I arranged the plates, when Dominic appeared behind me and snatched the canned whip cream from the counter.
    “Hey!” I yelled, turning around.
    He opened the lid, then his mouth and squirted it inside. A stupid smile appeared on his face when he swallowed it all. “Hmm …”
    I rolled my eyes and held out my hand. “C’mon, I need that.”
    “Yeah, you’re right, you do.” He pressed his thumb down on my chin and forced my mouth to open. Then he held the can above my mouth and filled it up with whip cream.
    He laughed when I could barely swallow the lump. Half my face was slathered with the cream.
    “Dom!” I said, licking my lips.
    “Hey, nothing wrong with having a little fun.” He held up his hands. “Aw, you have something on your face. Here, let me,” he said, and he wiped his finger along my cheek. Then he put that same finger into my mouth. “Never waste the good stuff.”
    I rolled my eyes. “I’m trying to get our dessert finished.” I pried the canned whip cream from his hand and turned around toward the kitchen counter again.
    “I know,” he said.
    His warm hands slithered around my waist and wrapped around me. Dominic left a small peck on my shoulder. He nuzzled my neck, sniffing, smelling the leather that bound me to him. His fingers squeezed me, as he hummed against my ear.
    “I love the smell of leather. And food. Hmm … Leather and food, now that’s a good combination.”
    I gasped when his lips left subtle marks on my skin. So feathery, so gentle, it made blood rush to my cheeks. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations.
    His lips disappeared. I heard a rattling sound, and he pulled on my collar. Something clicked.
    “What are you doing, Dom?”
    “Demanding your attention.”
    My hand drifted to the back of my neck. I could feel a chain.
    “Nothing to be afraid of,” he murmured close to my ear.
    When he tugged the chain, my head tilted backward, and he used the opportunity to kiss me on my jaw. He let go of me and picked up a fork from the counter. He pricked it into one of the soufflés and brought a piece to my mouth, coaxing me to open up. He slid the piece inside.
    “Is it good?” he asked.
    I swallowed the delicious piece of fluffy chocolate down and nodded.
    “ Better with the cream,” he said.
    He picked up the can again and topped the entire soufflé with a huge am ount of cream. It dripped off. Dominic took another piece with the fork and put it in my mouth again. I chortled. The cream and chocolate were all over the place.
    “Dom,” I muttered, but I could barely speak from all the food in my mouth.
    Why is he tormenting me so?
    Suddenly he spun me around, the collar turning around my neck, and he pressed his lips on top of mine. The chocolate was good. His taste was even better. Mix the two and it was an explosion of hotness.
    He licked up what was left on my lips and started sucking the chocolate and cream off my face. The chain was now on the front of my neck and he used it to keep me close. He was voracious and it felt like he tried to eat me up. It made me giggle. I bit my lip, realizing he was playing a game with me. A game of seduction.
    When he was done, I only wanted more. I looked at him and he narrowed his eyes. I knew he’d seen the bashful look in mine.
    I snatched the whipped cream away from his hand and spouted some onto my finger. A coy smile came onto his face. I held my finger up in the air for him to see, tempting him to do something about the mess I’d made.
    He chuckled and gently took my finger and brought it to his lips. He opened his mouth and sucked on my finger, reminding me of what he could do with those lips somewhere else. Somewhere way more sensitive.
    I shivered when he let me go again.
    “There’s one