Page 51 of Most Eligible Billionaire

Her eyes glitter. “When given complete control.”

Our pull toward each other is wrong and strong.

I slow. I don’t know when I started thinkingour. Orus. We’re not anouror anus.

The onlyusfor me is Locke Worldwide.

I grew up with the Locke Worldwide logo toy cranes the way other kids grow up with Barbie or Superman. From the cradle I was told stories of the fair play and partnership that the firm was founded on.

And she’s the biggest threat to the company. A scammer.

I pause. Shake myself out of my lust-filled haze. This is good. I’msupposedto be seducing her. Wrapping her around my little finger. It just can’t be the other way around.

And it won’t be.

Stay in control. Never operate out of a place of need.

I kiss her again.

I give her a smile.

Fifteen

Vicky

He is kissing me.

Henry Locke is kissing me. My shoulder blades press against the rough wall. It feels good. He feels good. My breath sounds ragged inside our kiss. Hands wander over my skin.

And he kisses me. Beautifully. Cradling the back of my head. Like I matter.

I melt into him, into the feel of his strong hands and the texture of his voice. I know it’s wrong, but I’m so deep into the pleasure of him I might need a series of decompression chambers to get out.

I don’t know what’s happening and I don’t even care. He could ask anything and I’d say yes.

I never dreamed I could feel like this with a guy. Like he’s waking up something in me that died a long time ago.

He starts undoing my buttons. He breaks the kiss, but he keeps going with the buttons.

My gaze falls to his fingers. Warmth blooms between my legs. I want to kiss his fingers but I don’t want him to stop. I love the way they feel. Feather-light brushes at my chest.

“So superior,” I say.

“When given complete control,” he says, all rumbly. It’s hot when he says that.

And then he pauses, midbutton.

Like he just thought of somewhere he had to be, or maybe he left the stove on.

He kisses again. He pulls back.

And he smiles.

And all the warmth drains out of me. It’s his fake smile. His billion-dollar camera smile. The smile he uses to charm and direct his minions.

He’s seducing me.

“Oh my god. So not happening.” I push him away.

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