Page 17 of Escorting the Mogul

Not aboy…friend?

I wasn’t surewhatI thought he was. Still, the conversation between us was so natural that I’d actually forgotten I was on ajob. But I’d do well to remember my place. He wasn’t paying me to be his pal; he was paying me to be his escort.

“Do you want to show me the rest of the place?” I asked. I was actually excited to see his bedroom—a first for me. I was genuinely curious to find out what he had going on underneath that suit. That wasn’t like me; I’d never admit it to anyone, but I never enjoyed sex with my clients. It was just a transaction for me. The sooner it was over, the better.

Not that my clients had any clue about that. I was a great actress.

But Cole was different. A little thrill, a zip of excitement, sparked through me as he led me back through the suite. I was excited to be with him. I wasattractedto him. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt that way about a regular guy. But I knew I’d never felt that way about a John before.

If I let myself think about that too much, it would raise a red flag. Luckily for me, I wasn’t thinking about it too much.

“This is the primary suite.” Cole gestured to the most gorgeous bedroom I’d ever seen in my life. The bed was enormous, somehow larger than a king, and everything was white, gray, and cream. It had a very zen, luxurious vibe.

Cole turned to me. “That’s my bed.”

“I see that.”

“I’m excited that you’re going to be sleeping here for the next two weeks,” he said. “It gets a little lonely with all this space.”

I winked at him, then reached out and slowly undid his tie. “I bet you aren’t lonely that often, Coley. I bet you do just fine.”

A flicker of amusement crossed his face. “True. I’m not exactly suffering.”

“Nah, you’re not.” I slid his tie off real slow. He watched me as if mesmerized, his pupils getting huge.Yes!The billionaire wanted me. Electricity crackled between us, but I didn’t move.I’d taken his tie off. If Cole Bryson wanted something else, he was going to have to come and get it.

Lucky for me, he didn’t make me wait. He secured his hands around my waist and leaned forward. I watched, fascinated, as his gorgeous face closed in toward mine.

“Close your eyes, Jenny.”

I did as I was told. A moment later, his lips brushed mine. Electricity jolted through me. Hot chills coursed down my body, and heat pooled in my belly. Cole pressed his lips against mine again, his mouth slightly open.Fuck.My insides got all squirmy. His big hands roamed my back. He was taking control, and I loved it. His cock grew thicker, pressing against me.Wow.Cole Bryson was a big boy. I wanted to get my hands on him, but I waited, taking my time. Cole was in charge, and I let him dictate what happened next.

He was the client, after all.

I was supposed to give him exactly what he wanted.

I almost slipped into the moment—I almost let go and thoroughly enjoyed myself.Almost.But on some level, I was still self-aware, still protecting myself, still in control. I always had to be like that. It was my survival instinct. That’s how I’d managed to make it in this job.

Cole deepened our kiss, and his hands roamed lower, cupping my ass.Yes.It was getting hot in the bedroom! I almost lost myself in him again. It felt so good. I greedily leaned in for more kisses as he squeezed my ass, pulling me tighter. His bulging erection rubbed against me. The heat built, almost scorching me.

I need him. I have to have him…

Cole’s hands continued to roam my back, exploring as his tongue found mine again and again. We rocked against each other.

“Fuck, Jenny,” he panted as he pulled back. “You’re making me crazy.”

In response, I nipped at his lips and rubbed his cock through his pants.

“You’re naughty.” He laughed, but it was mixed with a moan. “I have to take you. Right now.”

I clutched at him, my hands skimming the hard lines of his muscled body. “Then do it.”

He grabbed my hips and lowered me onto the bed. Standing above me, he stripped out of his coat and unbuttoned his dress shirt.Holy shit, Cole was jacked! His pectoral muscles were smooth and enormous, his vast biceps popped, and his shoulders were broad and muscular. He looked like he could throw me over his shoulder and scale a mountain. I half-hoped he would try.

Who the fuckwasthis guy? Billionaire Batman?

But I didn’t have time to wonder. He stripped out of his pants, and I was face to…well, not face-to-face, but I finally saw his cock. Hishugecock. It sprang out in my direction, right at me, aiming for its target.

I instinctively spread my legs. I wasnotsaying no to that thing!

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