Billionaire's Match

Chapter 877

Khloe’s hand followed Nick’s lead, tracing the hard, defined lines of his abdominal muscles. The heat radiating from his body and the taut strength beneath her fingers made her heartbeat stutter, leaving her breathless.

Nick’s kiss deepened, his other hand deftly undoing the tie at the side of her nightgown. The silky fabric slid silently off her shoulder, leaving her skin to the cool night air. She shivered instinctively, only to be pulled even closer into his warmth.

“Cold?”

He drew back just slightly, lips teasingly close, noses brushing, breaths mingling and burning against one another.

Khloe shook her head, eyes misted with a delicate haze.

Nick’s low chuckle was rough with desire. “Feeling it?”

“All of me… belongs to you.”

He kissed the corner of her lips, his calloused fingertips gliding over her soft skin, tracing a path from her collarbone downward.

responsive. She pressed lightly against

glinting on his forehead. “Remember this every moment-I belong only to you… and

that, her fingers dug lightly into the muscles of his

lingered in the back of their minds—they had to be

hot and deep. “Don’t

movements were painstakingly slow, the gentlest

“…Nick…”

his name, the end of it trembling

paused, eyes dark

slightly, finally burying her flushed face against his shoulder in resignation. “It

a low vibration of tension. He kissed her damp temple and circled

with abandon. Nick responded urgently, pressing

grow heavier, pressed against her neck as if

she murmured, trying