Love Dies Hard 4 - Book 4 (Billionaire Romance Series) (Hard to Love) Read Online Free

nipples harden. How is my body going to resist another night with him? After I admit that I was thinking of bolting, but took a nap instead because I was tired, he leans into me intimately and whispers sweet nothings to me about being sorry I’m tired. We both know why and it’s killing me, I’m a hot mess of burning lust. I can’t even focus on the speaker. All I can think about is having another night with this hunk of male hotness sitting next to me. I shift restlessly in my chair and cross and re-cross my legs, trying desperately to quiet the humming at my core. All I want right now is to be beneath him, begging for more of what only he can give me. I know I am in so much trouble.
    After the long session of pure boringness is over, most of the group head to the elevators. Marcus stays on my tail and gets on the same elevator going up as I do. I sense him watching me, but I don’t give him and inch, not an inkling of whether or not I will come to him tonight, because honestly, I still don’t know myself. When I get back to my room, I practically scream out loud. What am I going to do? I find myself calling John, to check in, just in case I go to Marcus I don’t want John looking for me.
    “Hi,” John picks up his cell on the first ring.
    “Hi sweetheart, how are you?” he asks.
    “Another long boring session on money management,” I sigh out.
    “What time will you be done tomorrow?” he asks.
    “I’m not sure, I think there are morning and afternoon group sessions I need to attend. So I may not come home until the next morning,” I say.
    “I miss you,” he says.
    “I miss you too,” I reply feeling a horrible sense of guilt.
    “What are you doing tonight?” he asks. What a loaded question that is and my heart sinks into my stomach before I make up an excuse.
    “Going out to dinner with some other people from Bristol,” I lie.
    “Well have a good time, I’ll see you when I see you then. I love you.”
    “I love you too.” And I do, I love John too. I hang up and throw myself on my bed and just stare at the ceiling. What am I going to do? I want Marcus tonight, my body definitely is screaming for his touch.
    I shower and get ready to go to Marcus’s room. Yes, I can’t stop myself from enjoying one last night of passion with him. We’re going to live it like we care, for one last night.
    I knock on the door of his suite and no one answers so I decide to slide his card key in and access is granted.
    “Marcus,” I call out into his cavernous suite. No answer. I walk into his bedroom, still now sign of his sexiness. My heart is beating loudly in anticipation of another night with my playboy. I peek in the bathroom and see he’s toweling off. I decide I will surprise him and be waiting in his bed, just like I did our first night together. Back when it was only supposed to be one night. He walks out of the bathroom with a look of utter shock across his handsome face. I love to surprise him, catch Mr. Calm and Cool off guard, throw him off his seductive game.
    “Don’t look so surprised big boy,” I say seductively and the loving begins.
    After another mind-blowing session with lover boy, I’m famished, and we order room service. The conversation turns serious, he doesn’t want me to marry John, he wants to keep me for himself. I’m not going there, this was only supposed to be one last night. I bring up the beautiful blonde fan we met earlier and he is getting pissed.
    Marcus goes to the fully stocked bar in his expansive suite and pours himself a Scotch. Downs it and pours himself another and comes back to the table. Seeing him pound down the drinks reminds me again why I chose John over Marcus.
    “Marcus, from the beginning, we were only supposed to be one night.”
    “Why is that exactly?” he stoically asks.
    “I wasn’t going to be a fool and fall for the office player, that’s why. And from what I hear, you’ve been playing all over London,” I say with heat in my