1Love Redesigned (Lakefront Billionaires, #1)(100)

The angle sets her off, and it only takes a few thrusts for her to shatter around me with a cry. I don’t stop moving as I fuck her through her orgasm. My fingers dig into her shoulder as I hold her in place, her pussy clenching around me like a vise custom-made to drive me wild.

She bites into my shoulder to muffle her cry, and my cock drips in response. I find my pace again, her pussy making it impossible to think as I slide in and out.

She kisses my forehead. My cheeks. The slope of my neck and the spot right below my ear that makes me shiver.

Sex with her has always felt incredible, but this…this is fucking phenomenal.

I’m falling in love with you. Her soft confession replays in my head.

I grip her hips as I come harder than ever before. My mind goes blank, and my vision turns dark as every nerve in my body goes haywire.

My orgasm was a life-altering event, and I’m afraid I’ll never be the same again.

“Fuck.” I smack the back of my head against the seat.

She gently holds my head between her hands and kisses me.

It takes every ounce of willpower to pull away. “About what happened earlier—”

A hard knock against the glass has our eyes widening. Dahlia turns and shrieks at Deputy Roberts, the thirty-fiveyear-old man-child, pointing a flashlight directly at us.

Mierda. Of all the people in town to find us, it had to be him.

Good luck talking your way out of this one.

“Put your clothes on and step out of the vehicle with your hands in the air.” He turns around to give us some privacy.

“Oh fuck.”





CHAPTER FORTY-THREE


Dahlia


My limbs are useless, so Julian carefully removes me from his lap and places me on the bench seat before taking care of the used condom. The rapid thump of my heart gets stronger as I consider the deputy standing outside the truck. I don’t recognize him as the guy Lily and I met up with to discuss the prank, which only makes the acid churning in my stomach worse.

“What do we do?” I’m not sure how I manage to formulate a full sentence, but I do.

Julian shakes his head. “I don’t know.”

“Awesome.” Panic bubbles inside me, the pressure becoming unbearable with every shallow breath. “Is he going to arrest us?”

Blue and red lights flash over his face. “I wouldn’t put it past him.”

“That’s reassuring.”

“Everything will be fine.”

“Fine?” My pitch rises. “How is any of this fine?” I reach out for the dashboard as a wave of dizziness consumes me. “He’s going to recognize me, and then this is going to make it onto the news, and everyone I know will find out, and I will lose the Archer deal only thirty minutes after receiving it.”

Julian interlocks our fingers and tucks my hand against his chest. “Breathe.” He demonstrates, and I follow along.

“Everything will be fine because you have me, and I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you,” he responds between deep inhales. “This isn’t going to make it onto the news, and Archer isn’t going to find out about a silly misunderstanding.”

Julian’s confidence eases some of my panic, along with his forcing me to take big gulps of air. He helps fix my clothes, which I’m grateful for given how hard my hands are shaking.

“Dahlia.” He lifts my chin up, but I avoid meeting his gaze.

He sighs. “About what you said earlier—”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Not now, and maybe not ever.

I hadn’t meant to confess my feelings when I barely understand them myself, but Julian didn’t give me much of an option.

Now look at the mess you got yourself into.

“Do you plan on acting like you didn’t admit that you’re falling in love with me?”

“Seems on brand for me.”

“Seems like bullshit.”

I flinch. He reaches out for my trembling hand again and gives it a reassuring squeeze I don’t entirely deserve.

Which is exactly why you’re going to pack your bags and go back to San Francisco before either one of you gets hurt.

Except my plan quickly falls apart when my chest aches at pushing Julian away like he did to me all those years ago.

He deserves better than that from you.

I jolt at the deputy knocking on the window with his flashlight. “As entertaining as this show is, wrap it up. It’s cold out here, and I’m losing my patience.”

My nails bite into my thighs. “God. I hate this man, and I don’t even know him.”

“Consider that a blessing.”

I hop out of the truck on shaky legs. The brisk December breeze hits me, making me shiver.

“Dahlia Mu?oz?” A deputy I don’t recognize calls my name. “Surprised to see you here.”

“Um, where’s Ben?” I scan the police cruiser parked beside Julian’s truck for the man I planned the prank with.

He shoots me a confused look. “Last I heard, he was answering another call.”

“Oh. Does he plan on coming here to back you up?” Maybe Lily changed the plan at the last minute so I wouldn’t give anything away.

That little shit. I wouldn’t put it past her.

“I think I can handle this civil disturbance on my own.”