Page 21 of Ruthless Financier
He leaned in and whispered, like he could share some deep secret with me, “The announcement that I now own Sun and Moon trust will hit the papers that night. Grant, one of my father’s biggest stockholders will be there, and I’ve already made him an offer so he can buy me out of his company.”
This was all part of his big plan, part of the reason why he needed to marry, but I kept that to myself and just asked, “And?”
He took my hand, kissed it, and said, “I told you. I will destroy my father’s company, Frozen Assets Inc.”
I put my glass down. I’d never be actually ready, but this was the start. “You’re back to Mr. Ruthless now.”
I must have given off a scent or something. He put his glass down next to mine and brushed against my knees as he said, “Let me show you how I’m actually Mr. Hard right now.”
I laughed to ease the tension in my body.
And then he kissed me and I wanted more. I wanted everything.
Chapter 6
Jacob
Her lips transformed me into an addict, way worse than chocolate-covered snacks. And her kiss made my adrenaline race more than conquering every business I’d ever taken on.
Unlike work though, Indigo was all mine.
As we made it to the bedroom, I’d already torn off my tuxedo shirt. She touched the muscles of my bare arms and made them pulse. But then, after a breathy kiss, she said, “Can we wait?”
My dick was rock hard, but I backed off and stepped back against the wall behind me to give her and myself space. I said, “I won’t force you.”
She pressed her hands to her chest as she said, “I swear I won’t make you wait long. I’m just not ready… for you or this.”
One bed in the hotel suite was a bad idea. The suite suddenly seemed small, even if it was the biggest place they offered. I pushed off the wall, but kept my distance as I asked, “Any reason?”
She fixed her pajama shirt that I’d pawed a minute ago. “I’ve only had sex with long-term boyfriends, and you … You’re new to me, even if I married you today. I’m not used to your touch, and right now I’m too jumpy to be any good.”
Right. Okay. I’d guessed this was all moving too fast. If I argued, I’d not show her she could trust me. And, as my wife, I had time to show her I was a good guy. The opposite of the man who’d created me. I kept a wide distance from her and headed to theen suitebathroom, and said, “I’m going to the bathroom to jack off.”
“Thank you,” she called out.
There it was. The relief in her voice. I’d never hurt any woman, and we had the time she needed. Everyone would believe she was the perfect woman for me. I flung open the door and said, “I’ll treat you right, Indigo. I’m not a monster.”
She slumped on the bed and glanced up at the ceiling like she prayed.
At least her face was less stressed than my mother’s was, all the years she would do the same thing.
That thought lowered my temperature fast, but I rubbed my stiff hard-on until I choked on my pleasure muscle and released the boys into the sink.
My ass was bare, and my skin radiated a little. I turned to the side and asked with the door still partially open, “Are you watching?”
“No.” Her cheeks were red but she quickly turned toward the back wall.
My cock still had plenty inside him as I called out, “Liar.”
But then I closed the door so she’d not hear more.
A few minutes later, my cock was still rock hard, but as good as he’d get tonight. Every other woman in my recent life was a one-time deal where I’d not had the time or the inclination for more.
Indigo’s kisses had only been a taste of her sweetness, and soon, I’d have more of her. Possessing her body would happen soon enough.
I walked back into the bedroom. The moment our gazes met, she patted the bed beside her.
Fuck. Beside her but not touching her looked like torture. But if I laid there, she’d get used to me.
