Kisses for the Billionaire: Final Kiss Read Online Free Page A

him.
    “You need to rest,” he said, sliding his hands down over my waist to cup my ass, drawing my body tighter against him.
    “I need you,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need as I felt his erection press against me.
    Suddenly all thought of rest and recuperation didn’t seem to matter anymore. I needed David, needed him like the earth needed the sun and rain in equal measure. In his arms I would find all the rest and recuperation I needed.
    He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the blanket and the roaring fire, laying me out beneath him as he crawled over my body. Fire and lust burned in my belly as my fingers scrambled to undo the buttons of his shirt, I wanted his skin against mine.
    “Are you sure?” He asked, his voice laced with the same lust that pounded in my veins.
    “More than sure,” I said, tugging his shirt open and sliding my hands beneath the fabric to the rock hard muscle of his chest below.
    His mouth found mine once more and I was lost in his kiss.

6
    T he shrill ring of David’s cell phone ruptured the tension between us. It vibrated against my thigh where his legs were pressed inside mine and I released a frustrated sigh as he propped his body up on his elbows over me.
    “I can’t really ignore it,” he said, holding himself poised above me but he still didn’t make a move towards answering the call.
    “You should take it, it could be something important…”
    The phone stopped buzzing and silence flooded into the space between us. David smiled, a look that was all predator and it sent a frisson of excitement racing through me.
    He dipped his head to mine once more, his lips grazing my neck as he whispered against my skin. “If it’s so important, they’ll ring…”
    He never finished the sentence, the shrill ringing of the cell phone once more ripping the moment between us. David groaned and rolled away from me as he tugged the cell from his pocket.
    Frustration gnawed at my insides as I sat up and carefully closed the buttons on my blouse. It never ceased to amaze me how he always seemed to know his way inside my clothes without ever having to put any real effort into it. Most of the time I never even realised what he was doing until I felt his hands against my exposed skin.
    “What do you mean he wants to meet,” David said, his voice taking on a tone that sent a shiver racing down my spine.
    Reaching over to the picnic basket I flipped open the lid and my mouth began to water at the sight of the food inside. The food in the hospital had been less than appetising and the short time I’d spent on the island hadn’t exactly been an environment conducive to sating hunger.
    Plucking a ripe strawberry from one of the little containers, I dipped it gently into the fresh cream that sat in a little cool box in the corner of the basket. Taking a dainty bite of the fruit sent my taste buds into overdrive and the juice prickled along my tongue.
    But it was David’s concerned expression that really had my attention. Whoever was on the other end of the line was telling him something David did not want to hear.
    “I don’t care what he wants, that’s not the way it works…” David cut off, his brow furrowed as the caller on the other end of the line spoke again.
    “Fine, but I’m not going to apologise and he better be ready to give me the answers I’m after. I don’t care what he thinks of me, I won’t be taken for a fool, Aaron.”
    David jerked the phone away from his ear and ended the call.
    “What’s wrong?” I asked, swallowing the last of the strawberry as quickly as I could.
    “It’s…” David stalled and I knew he’d been about to tell me it was nothing I needed to worry about.
    His gaze met mine and he sighed, dropping the cell phone onto the blanket between us.
    “That was Aaron,” he said, his hand balling into a fist.
    “And what did he have to say?”
    “Killian Ashcroft wants a meeting with me,” David said, his voice devoid of all