Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 730

Everett grabbed her chin, his face a storm of anger. She had an uncanny knack for getting under his skin with just a few words.

Selena smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes, as she held his face and kissed him softly. Her lips brushed over his brow, his lips, his chin, and his throat, each kiss making Everett's anger melt away, replaced by a simmering heat.

"You little tease," he gasped, his breath ragged.

Everett pushed her back onto the bed, yanking off his belt and letting it fall to the floor with a clatter. He leaned in, his desire almost tangible.

Yet, her small hand was there again on his chest. "Everett, it's late. Take me home."

Everett felt his patience stretch to the limit. "Selena, do you really think I'm gonna be thrilled about driving you home right now?"

He clasped her hand, letting her feel the urgency and longing coursing through him.

Selena remained cool as a cucumber. "If you don't, I might just find myself in someone else's bed tomorrow."

Her voice was sultry, with a hint of playfulness that drew him in like a moth to a flame. But every word she spoke made Everett's frustration flare.

he captured her lips in a fierce kiss, breaking it

rolled away, lying on his back, his frustration all too evident. "Selena, you're gonna

suspense like this.

Selena's cheeks faded a bit as she draped herself across his bare chest, her fingers tracing lazy circles.

would serve him right, she thought with

kidding when

gracefully, smoothing her tousled hair, still damp from their earlier tussle. With an elegant twist, she gathered it

neck, the elegant line of her shoulder blades, and her skin, so fair it almost

his passion, red

sat up, wrapping his arms around Selena's slender frame from

unfazed. She slipped out of his

air, not minding

she looked down at him with a teasing smile. "If you won't take

on her

seeming indifference. Yet, despite himself, he quickly

hour later, they pulled into the