Billionaires' Indulgence 1 , Irresistible Attraction(26)
I lose myself in his sultry blue eyes, even though a part of me screams to extract myself from his warm embrace.
“Both you and Hunter are full of compliments tonight.” I blush.
Jake doesn’t answer. He simply stares intensely into my eyes, making it hard for me to breathe.
The silence in the room is deceiving and doesn’t mirror the turmoil shaking my core. There’s no way this is happening, I tell myself silently, yet here I am glued against a panty-wetting guy with his cock pressed so hard against me it’s as if he’s trying to penetrate me without me ever removing my clothing. We’re both standing there for a few lustful minutes and Jake has been gently stroking my hair until something in his gaze changes.
“Allison, I’m going to kiss you now and if you feel I’m out of line, I’ll stop,” he says with eyes half closed.
“Ohhh,” I exhale. Instead of protesting, I get on my toes and I offer my mouth to him.
He lowers his head towards me and when our lips meet it’s as if I’ve never been kissed before. How can this be? I met this stud a few hours ago and now I’m making out with him in his living room. For the love of God, his sister, my new boss, can walk in here at any moment and find us locking lips. This is too good. It’s as if I’m living out someone else’s fantasy because stuff so amazing like this never happens to me.
He’s an insane kisser.
Clark was cold and distant throughout the last six months of our relationship and since I moved out two and a half months ago, it’s been a really long time since a man has touched my lips—nine months, to be precise. I lose myself in Jake’s tender kiss and I close my eyes, trying to drown out the cautious voice chattering inside my head. After a few minutes of this passionate embrace, I reluctantly pull myself away from him, snapping back to reality.
Oh my God, get a grip, Ali. He’s your boss’ brother.
“I’m sure it’s the booze talking, Jake. I mean look at me.” The minute the words leave my lips, I regret putting myself down like this.
“I am, gorgeous. I haven’t been able to peel my eyes away from you since I turned the corner of my house and saw you struggling with your luggage after the limo driver had dropped you off. Every time you move, I’m mesmerized by your beautiful, sensual hips.”
There’s no way a guy like Jake can genuinely be attracted to me. “I’m sure you’re just saying that.” His charm is already weakening my will to refuse him.
“I never bother saying things I don’t mean. I’m extremely attracted to your gorgeous body, Allison.”
“You don’t have to lie.”
He doesn’t even have to answer my question. The depth of his expression reveals that he’s very serious. “Lie?” He opens his mouth to speak again, but instead, he slams my body closer to his and once more I’m pressed against his undeniable arousal. “Do you feel that?” No sooner has he pressed his body against mine does he take a small step back without taking his eyes off of me.
Hell, yeah, I feel it. I’m so turned on I can only nod, my eyes glued to his hand where he’s cupping his crotch in such a raunchy and explicit way, I’m nearly salivating.
“My cock doesn’t lie.” The fire burning in his eyes leaves me speechless. I’ve never been with a man who looks at me like this.
“Jesus.”
“Everything about you turns me on—your sexy hourglass figure, your huge breasts and your arousing hips. I’ve had many kinky thoughts since your arrival about those hips,” he says, caressing my body. “This may surprise you, but not all men want a wafer-thin woman who’s shaped more like a young boy than a real woman.”
“In my experience men prefer skinny, model-perfect bodies.”
“Fools. In my world, your body is divine perfection,” he says, crushing my lips again. “I know this sounds crazy because you only arrived a few hours ago and I really can’t explain this, but I do know I want more of you.”
I’m torn. I’ve landed the job of my dreams in a scenic town, but there’s this very tall, extremely sexy and oh, so turned on man-candy standing in front of me. What is a girl to do? Since I haven’t had sex in such a long time, I’m desperate for some warmth and attention.
“You’re right, Jake. This is crazy.”
“It doesn’t mean it can’t be good, Allison. We can be discreet. No one needs to know but us,” he says, pushing his thumb inside my mouth. Christ. “You can’t deny me. I know I’m not the only one feeling this way.”