Always My Babygirl – A Billionaire Romance Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66535 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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She flies into ecstasy as she comes against my tongue, moaning with pleasure and writhing under the spasms of euphoria. She comes so hard I have to hold her hips to keep her in place, while I eke every drop of bliss from her body.

“Daddy,” she moans. “Oh, daddy.”

I’ll never forget the way she looks in the throes of ecstasy, her cheeks flushed and perfect lips parted. I can’t imagine how good it will be when I finally get her to myself. When I can finally have her as my own.

She shudders her last spasm of pleasure, and I ease her off my mouth. She collapses, boneless and sated, on the bed beside me.

“Why is it,” Miranda pants, a grin flashing over her face. “That you keep ending up fully clothed and I’m the one naked?”

I chuckle, rubbing my hand over her shoulder. “Because you’re the babygirl, and I’m the daddy.”

“My God, that’s hot.” Holding a hand to her mouth, she tries to hide a yawn.

The poor thing must be exhausted.

I reach for the folded blanket at the foot of the bed and tuck it up around her shoulders. I bend and kiss her cheek. “Get some rest, babe. We’ve got some time for a nap.”

I get up and head to the bathroom. I bring her the little facial wipes they keep on board for me. She wipes her face clean. I lean down and kiss her dewy cheek, still damp from the cloth, more beautiful now than ever.

She yawns widely, her eyes already closed. “Are you going to rest, too?”

I shake my head. “Not now, but I will later. I’ve got a little work to do while you rest.”

She nods. “Sounds good. But don’t work too hard.” She yawns again. “Even daddies…” her voice trails off as she’s falling to sleep, “…need to rest.”

Her breathing slows. I watch as her shoulders rise and fall in gentle slumber. I imagine what it would be like if what I really want comes true. Her, here with me, as my constant companion. With her take-no-prisoners attitude, her zest for life, her wit and grace.

She thinks we’re only getting to know each other, and that’s only partly true. She’s only begun to know me. I know everything about her.

Will she freak when she finds that out? Or can I manage to show her how much she means to me? When I set my sights on what I want, I go after it, no holds barred. I just have to stay patient. I can’t take her virginity, not yet.

That’s not exactly my strong suit.

I tuck her in, and get out of bed to fetch my laptop. There’s a little less than an hour left in the flight so she should be able to get a little nap. I sit back in my seat, as I send some emails and reply to meeting invitations from all over the world. I’ve got a shoot in Barbados at the end of the month, and a tour on the East Coast a few weeks later to celebrate a new denim line. I’ve got a line of shaving cream commercials coming up, a gig with a brand new body wash, a two-page spread in a men’s fitness magazine, and I’m supposed to be meeting with a stylist by noon on Saturday.

I own a large string of fitness studios across the country, and I’m in the process of selling some property in Malibu. My work is literally never done. When I finally close my laptop, my eyes are heavy.

I can catch a few minutes of sleep. I tuck her against my chest and wrap my arm around her. She’s my reward for a day’s hard work.

We wake at the same time when a gentle knock at the door warns us we’re going to land soon. She turns to me with a bright smile on her face.

“Could’ve used about twelve more hours.” She yawns, tucking herself against my chest. Her tone turns playful. “Two more minutes, daddy?”

I love this new side of Miranda I’m seeing—soft and cuddly and sweet. I nod, and give her a playful smack to the ass. “Gotta land safely, babe. One more minute, then we get up and buckle. My babygirl will behave herself.”

She grins. “Or daddy will spank me?”

I give her another hard slap. “Absolutely.”

She bites her lip but scrambles out of bed. I follow her. We buckle in our seats and land uneventfully, but I can see her worry begin to return as it’s time to leave the jet.

I reach for her hand and give her a silent squeeze.

A ride waits for us. Stars twinkle in the night sky as my staff retrieves the small bit of luggage from the bottom of the plane.

“This is kind of amazing,” she says, holding my hand. “You just… they all just do what you tell them. And you made this trip happen so fast. I can’t believe we’re already here”


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