One Night With the Billionaire(5)

Her heart skipped a beat at his words and his sudden close proximity. “Um…”

Fuck, how was she supposed to respond?

“I’m a little concerned there will be…”

She focused her attention on the glossy finish of the table in front of her, but after she spit the words out she lifted her eyes to his. There was no amassment in his expression like she thought she was sure to see.

“Pain? Are you afraid I’ll hurt you?” He wasn’t mocking her, but asking her a serious question.

Did she think he would hurt her? Not intentionally, but she supposed she could admit she was a creampuff when it came to pain. It was clear Luca enjoyed inflicting pain with pleasure and she feared that she might not be able to handle it. How embarrassing would that be if she had to call everything off because her sexual lifestyle wasn’t as seasoned as his?

“No, not on purpose.” The sound of his fingers drumming on the tabletop had her looking down and focusing on his hands. His fingers, long and masculine, tapped out a rhythmic set that seemed to match the beating of her heart.

“Look at me.” His finger under her chin forced her attention where he wanted it: On him. “I would never hurt you, intentionally or unintentionally. The pain that I think you’re referring to, which you think you’re afraid of, is always in a controlled environment and only meant to heighten your pleasure.” He leaned forward another inch until she could feel and smell the warm, sweet scent of his wine-laced breath along her face. “Anything I do to you will bring you just as much pleasure as it will bring me.” If she just titled her head an inch their lips would be touching. The desire to do so was so strong she made a small noise at the back of her throat.

“Why me?” She whispered and glanced down. “Out of all the women that fawn over you, why would you want me?” When he didn’t respond right away she looked up.

“There is something about you. Something that I noticed out of every other person when I first saw you.” He took a drink of wine and gave her a moment to process what he said. “Why would I want those women when they offer no challenge to me?” She wanted to tell him that she hadn’t offered any resistance either. She had all but instantly agreed to be his for one night. “It isn’t just about sex, Linden. I can see, deep down inside, you want to be controlled just as much as I want to control you. I’m not offering you extreme BDSM. I’m not asking to let me tie you up and beat you. You would give yourself to me so easily, sweetheart, and not just in the physical sense. I don’t want a female that will bend to my will because she thinks that is what I want. I need a woman that desires to please me, to pleasure me because it will give her satisfaction.” He leaned forward, giving her his full, intense stare. “I know that you are the woman that desires to give me that control, because it will get you off too, sweet Linden. All I want from you is your complete trust.”

Her name, a breathy moan from his lips, had moisture pooling between her thighs.

“I want you naked and sucking my cock. Now.”





Chapter Five





Luca spoke so calmly, and yet in a tone so demanding, that she found herself standing and pushing away from the table. She wanted this. Even though it seemed wrong on so many levels, she knew she wanted to be controlled by a man like Luca.

No, she wanted to be controlled by Luca himself.

He leaned back in his seat and pushed it away from the table. Legs slightly open, he looked like a man that was ready for anything. He kept a hold on his wine glass as he watched her reach around and start to pull the zipper down. Linden could feel the material part and the cool air brushing along her exposed skin. When the silky soft chiffon fell to the floor, she stood before him in nothing but her thong. It wasn’t a fancy pair of panties, but by the way his eyes grew heated and his knuckles turned white on the arm of his chair, she surmised he enjoyed them just the same. When she made a move to remove her panties, Luca’s deep voice stopped her.

“No, leave them on.” He swept his eyes down her legs, “and leave the heels on too.” She swallowed roughly and made her way over to him. Kneeling before Luca, she reached out with shaky finger and started undoing his belt and the button on his slacks. A glance up at him showed an expressionless face, yet his eyes held so much more.

Even though she didn’t have his pants undone yet, she could see and feel his rock-hard erection straining against his pants. The steely length pushed against her hands as she tried to quickly free it. The need to see what was hidden behind the material, to fuel her lust-ridden imagination, had her working faster. Ever since she had worked for him she had tried to picture what he looked like, yet her fantasies never really lived up to the man himself. She felt like a giddy schoolgirl being so close to him, touching him. She felt ridiculous to an extent, but then her arousal would grow higher and higher and she kicked those thoughts in the ass.