The Billionaire’s Nemesis (Bad Boy Billionaire #3) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Billionaire, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bad Boy Billionaire Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
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“So we’re just going to sit here until you’re ready for round two?”

“We could talk.”

“Right, I bet you’re a big talker after sex.”

“You have no idea, baby.”

He scowled at me. “Don’t call me that.”

I pulled my pants back up then sank down to the floor. “Come sit with me.”

“You want me to sit on the floor with you and do what?”

“You can tell me about yourself.”

“No.”

I made a dramatic sigh. “Fine, we can go get something to eat and then come back.”

He shook his head. “No. I’m going back.”

When he started for the door, I jumped up and caught him again. “The fuck you are. I said I wasn’t done with you.”

“Goddamnit.”

He pulled me to him and kissed me. Seconds later I was lost in him again. My cock was already trying to get hard, needing more. Carter needed it too, and I wasn’t going to stop until I had taken him as many times as physically possible.

Hours later, we lay on a blanket I’d stuffed into my bag along with plenty of lube and a bottle of water for each of us. The water was long gone, and we’d made a decent dent in the supply of lube. We were both still trying to catch our breath from our last round.

“Sun’s coming up,” Carter said, turning his head toward the window.

“Yeah. I wish it wouldn’t. I just want to stay here and keep fucking you over and over.”

“I’m pretty sure we’re going to need food soon, and more water if we’re going to keep this up.”

“Too bad they don’t have delivery in this area.”

Carter huffed. “Seriously.”

“I happen to know a great place to get some breakfast though. Why don’t we see if we can pull ourselves together and go.”

“I don’t think we should⁠—”

I laid a finger on his lips. “I’m taking you to breakfast. Now, let’s see if the shower actually works.”

Later, after a cold shower together, Carter and I rode our motorcycles to a nearby village. When I stopped in front of a small home, Carter raised his brows and looked at me. “What are we doing here?”

“Getting some breakfast.”

“We’re just going to ask one of the locals to make us breakfast?”

“It’s too early for Andres to have opened his cart yet.” I knocked and seconds later, Andres opened the door and greeted us with a smile.

“We were wondering if you’ve got some arepas de huevos ready,” I said, switching to Spanish.

He smiled. “I do. How many would you like?”

“Six.”

He returned a few moments later with the steaming pastries. I paid him generously and introduced him to Carter.

“Thank you for breakfast,” Carter replied in Spanish as they shook hands.

“I enjoy feeding Matteo. He’s always hungry, so he’s one of my best customers.”

Carter laughed. It was good to see him looking so lighthearted. I doubted it would last, but I’d hold on to the memory.

“Have a good day.” Andres said.

“We will.”

Carter waved to him as he closed the door. “You too.”

We walked back to our bikes, and I handed Carter his share of breakfast.

“How do you know him?”

“I always get to know some of the locals wherever we are.” Right now we were training with the Colombian special forces but also doing some reconnaissance.

“So he’s an….” Carter looked at me pointedly, and I nodded. He didn’t need to say the word informant out loud. I’d heard it clearly.

“You could have told me you’d been scouting out the village.”

“I only pass on information if it’s necessary, it’s the best way to protect everyone.”

Carter studied me closely. “I guess you do have some surprises for me.”

“Other than the size of my dick.”

“Ha. That’s no surprise the way you walk around naked all the damn time.”

“I bet the way it felt inside you was, though. Better than you ever imagined, huh?”

“You’re so fucking arrogant.”

“It’s not arrogance when it’s true.” I gestured toward the food. “Try your breakfast.”

His eyes widened when he bit into the arepa. “Oh my God, that’s so good.”

“I told you.”

The sounds he made as he kept eating had my cock stirring again. I’d been certain I was completely done for at least several hours. “Keep that up and I’m kidnapping you and taking you somewhere private.”

“Jesus, haven’t you had enough.”

“Of you? Never.”

It didn’t matter how many times we stole moments or even the occasional evening over the next few months. I never tired of Carter, of his body, of the way it felt when I kissed him, or the look on his face when he came. I even let him fuck me, and I didn’t let anyone do that. I sucked him off and reveled in it. I learned the taste of every inch of his body. I woke up thinking of him, and I dreamed of him at night. I wanted to take him away so the two of us could have some true privacy, but nothing about our situation—the jungle, the cartel, the constant danger—could prevent us from spending time together. Until it all came to a horrifying end.


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