Page 71 of The Billionaire

“What was college like for you?”

“Didn’t go.”

“You didn’t?”

“Well, I did for a semester but…do you know anything about me? Like Google?”

I shook my head.

He leaned back and smiled as he leaned his chin up towards the sun.

“That’s refreshing.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, the internet is full of shit sometimes with false stories.”

“Yeah, I see it all the time with celebrities.”

“Well, just do yourself a favor and don’t google me. Just remember that.”

“Okay.”

“Sold my computer software program. Dropped out of college.”

“That’s…impressive. Like you’re a genius.”

“Well, I don’t know. Lucky I guess. So, there I was nineteen, in Silicon Valley. Figuring out who I was and what I liked. I hired someone to help me with investments. Secured a couple of accounts and residual income, yada yada. Anyway. And then I sort of…” He stopped and sipped his champagne. I waited for him to finish but he began tapping his flute.

“You sort of what?”

“Lived up to that heathen name my father always called me.”

“You’re not a heathen.”

He scratched his forehead and laughed. “Uh, I beg to differ, sweetheart.”

“What was the changing point? Turning point?”

“Nah uh…you have to take a sip.” He instructed.

I finished the glass and he poured another.

“Are you trying to get me drunk already?” I teased.

“Now you have to kiss me.”

I laughed and wiped the tickle off my lips. “Oh, you don’t have to ask me that.” I leaned in and kissed his juicy lips, savoring his taste and the taste of the champagne on his lips. I felt him harden beneath me and I smiled inside, proud.

“Tell me what next to do.” I sucked lightly on his earlobe and let my fingers run through his hair, brushing against his scalp.

“I mean, here’s this hot rich twenty something year old…you must have had women lining up like Elvis for you.” I said softly into his ear, and kissed his neck again, tasting the saltiness on my tongue and savoring its flavor.

“Ah, no more kissing.” He teased. “Till the next question. You have a flair for enticing.” He smiled pleased.

I groaned and sat on his lap feeling his hard Johnson beneath his pants. My pussy throbbed in familiar desire. She wanted to dance with her soul-mate.

“But you didn’t say no touching.”

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