Seducing the Billionaire(5)

“Old hat?”

She huffed in his direction, exasperated. “Picking up women in random cities and bringing them to your room.”

“You came up to me, if I may remind you. My only intentions tonight were to get a drink and then retire for the evening. I also had a long day.”

“Doing billionaire business stuff, I’m sure.”

“I admit, I didn’t give a cat a bath, but I did sit through a three-hour board meeting about things that would terribly bore you.” Ethan poured another drink, handing the stout glass to Jasmine. “That’s my own personal version of hell. But enough about that.” After Jasmine took her drink Ethan poured himself another. He clinked it against Jasmine’s glass before drinking it in one swig. “You came up here for something else. You made that pretty clear.”

Jasmine sniffed the drink and immediately put it down on the coffee table. “I know what I want.” She sank back into the chair, crossing her legs and holding her braceleted hand up. She was sure her rubies twinkled in the soft lights. “Can’t fault me for that.”

“And I know what I want,” the man said a bit too quickly. There was a bite to his voice that Jasmine had not anticipated, and hearing it now made something stir inside her body. That’s something .She shivered, fighting back the arousal that had been creeping through her since early that morning when she decided to make a night like this happen. Just so happened Ethan was the lucky guy… or was she the lucky girl? “I’ve got… certain tastes… I suppose you could say.”

Jasmine plucked the glass off the table and took a gulp big enough to burn her throat. The liquor was not kind to her system, but that was the point. No wonder the man was ready to ply her with alcohol. “I know what that’s code for,” she said with a gasp.

“Then I don’t have to explain myself.” Ethan sat aside the empty glasses and removed his jacket. Hello there. White shirt and tie? Ethan could say he was into any sort of kinky thing and she’d likewise be into it now too. Especially if it meant getting to put her paws on this man covered in the most intoxicating cologne she ever smelled. Forget the liquor. She’d get drunk off that!

“A little explanation would be nice.” Jasmine always believed in being prepared.

Ethan tossed his jacket onto the couch and turned to her, arms lashing out and hands grabbing either side of Jasmine’s chair. Holy! His lips were mere inches away from hers, hovering with hot, easy breaths that pushed against her cheek while his eyes bore into hers. Jasmine slipped farther into the back of the chair. This man is going to eat me alive. God willing! “Any control you thought you had when you came up here is long gone. I’m in charge now. I’m always in charge. Got it?”

Jasmine nodded, eyes locked on that strong jaw looming over her face. If she were brave enough to touch him, she could easily rip open his top two buttons and take a look at what he kept beneath his clothes. Yet from the way he looked at her… Jasmine had a feeling she would be disrobing first. As long as we’re on the same page – we’re doing it.

“Good.” Smiling – although there was nothing comforting about that smile – Ethan stood back, loosened his tie, and had a seat on the couch. “I’d rather not mince words. Let’s get right to it. Unless you’re not interested anymore.”

Jasmine pushed herself up, smoothed out her dress, and made sure her hair was presentable. What else was she supposed to do? Mr. Rich Guy she picked up in a bar had a power thing. That could definitely be hot. Suddenly Jasmine imagined this man throwing her onto the master bed and going at her like a roaring beast. Her eyes glazed over as she became lost in the fantasy of Ethan ripping her dress, her underwear, and God only knew which body parts she kept tucked away for such situations.

“I’m… interested.”

“You don’t seem so. You’re sitting on that chair as if you’re expecting me to do all the work right now. I told you, I had a long week. I’ve got a pretty long flight coming up soon. Don’t suppose you could help a guy out?”

I have to admit, I’m not sure what he’s getting at. “You said you had all the power.”

“I do. And I’m requesting we get on with this. In fact, I’m pretty tired. If you don’t amuse me enough I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave so I can get some rest.”

Jasmine stared at him, her hackles raised but her interest also piqued. How dare he! And here she thought she had this in the bag! She needed some, he wanted some… it seemed pretty simple. Jasmine wasn’t asking for something outrageous. Ethan could pin her down on the couch and take her for a mere five minutes and she’d be pretty pleased. Now he was making her do the grunt work? To seduce him all over again? Why, Jasmine was really starting to feel like a paid service after all! Those types of women get to be ordered around. Then again… proving her worth, seducing him for a second time that night… there was a point of pride in that. It’s also kind of hot. Wasn’t that the second time she thought that? If Ethan kept this game up, Jasmine would be so hot and bothered they would have to call the fire department to put out her fire. I can see the papers now. She hoped Ethan’s cause of death could be so glamorous.