บททั้งหมดของ The CEO Billionaire Collection: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

As the morning sun filtered through the private jet's cabin, I lost myself in a tantalizing daydream. In it, Emma and I were entwined in a passionate embrace, the hum of the plane's engines fading into the background as we surrendered to our desires. The fantasy was vivid, so intense that I could almost feel the warmth of her skin against mine, hear her soft moans, and taste the sweetness of her lips.She was seated on my lap, not a bit of clothing on her. My hands were on her round hips as she rode me, her breasts hanging in front of my face. Her pussy gripped me tightly, warm wetness all around my length. There wasn’t a sexier sight I could’ve imagined. Emma picked up the pace, her breaths heavier, her eyes closed, her face tightening in expression of total pleasure. Then she was bouncing up and down, her tits hypnotic before me. “I’m… I’m going to…”There was no need to finish the sentence. I could sense by the way she felt around me, the way she breathed, that she was right on t

I woke up in the plush bed of our Seattle penthouse suite, the morning light of the city streaming through the windows. Stretching, I took a moment to appreciate the luxury of the room I had all to myself. Despite the lavishness, there was an emptiness to it.Getting up, I wandered into the living area, where Liam was already up and dressed, gazing out at the Seattle skyline. He turned as I entered, his smile holding that familiar mix of charm and mystery."Morning, sleepyhead," he greeted, his voice smooth. "Good night’s rest, I hope?"I nodded, excitement bubbling inside me. Seattle was a far cry from Maple Falls, and I was eager to see the place that had shaped Liam. "Definitely! But first, coffee. I need to fuel up if you're going to show me around your old stomping grounds."Liam chuckled and offered me his hand. "Coffee it is. Then we'll hit the town. Oh, and don’t forget to take a peek at what the personal shopper picked out for you.” He nodded towards the wardrobe in my room.I

The evening sun cast a golden glow over the city as I stood in our hotel room, adjusting my tie in front of the mirror. The reflection staring back at me was a man dressed sharply in a suit that spoke of formality and expectation, yet my mind was elsewhere. It was on the impending dinner with my parents, a meeting that held more significance than I cared to admit.I heard the soft rustle of fabric behind me, pulling me out of my reverie. Turning around, my gaze fell on Emma. She was stepping out of the adjoining room, finishing the final touches to her attire. The sight that greeted me was nothing short of breathtaking.I stepped back, my eyes tracing Emma's figure as she stood before me, dressed for the evening. The dress she wore was a masterpiece of elegance and simplicity, hugging her curves in all the right places. It was a deep shade of blue, almost like the twilight sky, with a subtle shimmer that caught the light as she moved. The neckline was modest, yet it hinted at the grace

Back at the hotel room after dinner, the air was thick with tension. I could feel the weight of the evening pressing down on me, the unanswered questions hanging between Emma and me like a dense fog. She paced the room, her movements betraying her unease."Liam," she began, turning to face me, "what was all that about tonight? Your parents were hinting at something. You've been dodging it, and I need to know what's going on."I sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand over my face. Anxiety knotted in my stomach. How could I explain the past that I'd so desperately tried to leave behind in Seattle? "Emma, it's not easy to explain," I started, my voice strained."You owe me the truth, Liam. After everything we've been through, don't I deserve that much?" Her voice was firm, a hint of frustration lacing her words.I nodded, feeling the truth of her statement. "You're right. You do deserve to know." I took a deep breath, gathering the courage to dive into the past I'd locked away. Emma'

Sitting comfortably in the plush seats of the private jet, I watched Liam as he scrolled through his phone, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. The hum of the engines filled the background, creating a cocoon of privacy that felt surprisingly intimate."So," I started, unable to contain my curiosity, "what's the verdict from the parentals?"Liam looked up, his eyes meeting mine. "Well, believe it or not, they were impressed. My mother texted, saying you were 'a breath of fresh air.'"I couldn't help but laugh. "A breath of fresh air? That's one way to put it. I was aiming more for 'not completely out of place.'"Liam's smile widened. "You were far from out of place, Emma. You handled everything with... well, with a grace I rarely see."I felt a warm flush of pride. "Thanks, Liam. That means a lot coming from you. I'm just glad your parents didn't think I was some kind of gold digger or... worse."He shook his head, his expression turning serious. "You're far from that, and I think th