Page 203 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 3
City of Sin - Chapter 10
Bee
I crossed my legs under the table. His words had such an effect on me. I was getting damp between my thighs just listening to him. I felt like I could hear my heart beating. And his gaze was making me melt. I took a sip of the wine. It was crisp and refreshing. Hopefully it would calm me down. I couldn't seem to take my eyes away from his chiseled jaw and the five o'clock shadow that was starting to appear there. It had just been a long time since I had been on a date. Or since a man had looked at me the way that Mason was looking at me.
"So what did Marie and Carter tell you about me?" he asked.
"That you're in advertising."God is he sexy. "And that you're unbelievably sexy."Shit did I say that out loud?!
"Carter called me sexy? That's quite the compliment."
"No."
"Marie then?" He was smiling at me.
"Yes. I mean no." I didn't want to throw Marie under the bus. Marie had said he was handsome, not sexy. "I may have added that part in myself. Accidentally."
"So you don't think it's true? You don't find me sexy?" He loosened his tie a bit around his throat. I watched his Adam's apple rise and then fall as he studied me.
I needed to change the subject immediately. "What did they tell you about me?"
"They told me you were a secretary. Waiting on someone hand and foot all day? I could get used to that." His leg brushed against mine, and I felt that same electricity shoot through me as I had earlier.
"That's not what a secretary does."
"What do you do then?"
"I edit memos and make phone calls. And...fetch coffee." I sighed. He was exactly right. My job was ridiculous.
"I see. That is quite different than what I said. I do apologize." His seductive smile sent shivers down my spine.
Get a grip. I took a deep breath. "I don't really see why Marie and Carter thought we'd be a good fit." I ran my finger along the rim of my glass. Patrick was the only guy I had ever really dated. The dirty way Mason talked made it seem like he was way out of my league. At least sexually.
"Well they did tell me one other thing about you," he said.
"And what was that?"
"That you're kinky as hell."
"What?"Is this some kind of joke?
"That you like being tied up and fucked hard for hours. That nothing gets you off more than being on your hands and knees with a cock deep in your throat. And that your virgin ass is just waiting to be claimed."
What the fuck?Why would Marie say that? She had no idea what I liked behind closed doors. And I certainly wasn't kinky. Did Carter say it as a joke? "I don't know why they would have said that." I was completely mortified.
"Oh. Sorry, I may have added that part in myself. Accidentally, of course."
Desire flooded through my body. He wanted me. I couldn't seem to get Kendra's advice out of my head. Maybe I did need to get under someone else in order to officially get over Patrick.
"Well, if you don't like your job, you must have some hobbies that you enjoy?" he said.
The way he changed subjects in a flash was so unsettling. For the life of me, I couldn't think of a single thing I enjoyed doing. I was just imagining being tied up in my bed, with him on top of me. I bit my lip.
"No hobbies, Bee?" He put his hand on my knee to get my attention.
Oh God. The feeling of his hand on me made my whole body alert. "I like to read."
"That sounds relaxing." He let his foot glide against my shin.What is he trying to do to me?
