Page 9 of Falling for the Hot Billionaire

Justine was now shaking, and all I had to do was lean down just a little bit and capture her lips in mine. It was just as nice as I thought it would be and before too long, I started to feel like maybe we should go take this somewhere else.

I did my best to ignore the great desire pushing forward, but it was impossible. I was getting all worked up and it was Justine who pushed back, reminding me that we were on a dance floor in the bar and not at my place, where obviously we should have been. I wanted to push it, see how far I could go. Maybe I could drag her back to my place. Her eyes were dilated, and she was in that mode. I could do it…

Instead of doing what I wanted to do, I apologized for losing myself. I wasn’t sorry, not in the least bit, but I couldn’t say that out loud. I couldn’t tell her that the only thing I regretted was doing the right thing.

“Why don't we get out of here?” I suggested with a grin.

“Get out of here? Right now?” She wasn't joking either. I don't think she understood what I was saying, and it was then that I realized I was in way over my head. How could I figure this out when I had no idea how to deal with a woman like Justine? She was so different from anyone I had ever met. It was a good thing in several metrics, but it didn't mean that I understood her. I wished I did.

Any other woman would have immediately known what I was alluding to. I wasn't being cryptic about it, so why did Justine act like she really had no clue what I was talking about?

As we got back to our table, I once again started questioning everything. Maybe her being that innocent wasn't all just an act. That would be about my luck. Here I was lusting after a woman who didn't even know what to do with it. It was annoying to say the least, but also interesting. I’d never been with a virgin before. I could already tell that it was going to be quite different. I really had no clue how different just yet.

8

Justine

Ihadn’t been expecting the kiss from Tyrell on the dance floor. Now though, waiting for him to decide if he was going to kiss me again, was hard to handle. I was practically trembling next to him, and I wished more than once this evening that I knew more. Suddenly, it felt like I knew nothing about men. Before, I hadn't let it bother me. It was definitely bothering me now.

The first thing I worried about was if it would be like the kiss we had shared earlier. I would be the first to admit that I was thrown off by the whole thing. I had not seen it coming and while he had taken me by surprise, it had been nice. I wanted to do it again but knew that my lack of experience was probably going to stand in my way.

He didn't kiss me. He was walking away now, and the realization finally hit me. Tyrell really wasn’t going to kiss me. The moment was gone. What had I done wrong?

Annoyed that I blamed myself, I went in the house and told myself not to be upset. It was just a kiss, nothing more. It’s not like Tyrell and I were on the same playing field anyway. I’d held back for many reasons before, not that all of my fears had been real or just made up in my head.

I was now standing with my back against the door, and I couldn't help but shudder from the experience. It felt like I had messed everything up and I wasn’t sure how. I wished that things had gone differently, though at the same time, maybe it had gone the way it was supposed to go.

We never would have worked. There was just no way. We were two different and that kiss proved it. How could I have ever thought that something would happen between the two of us? It had been wishful thinking on my part, and that’s it. I was mad at myself for even playing it in my head for a moment. Obviously, I had no clue and even now, I had no idea why it all went south. I’d really thought that he wanted me.

There was a knock at the door in the middle of my commiserating and I tried to straighten my face before I turned around to answer it. I didn’t need anyone to know that I was upset.

“Who is it?”

“Tyrell.”

I tried harder to pull myself together. I didn’t want him to see me this way. He would know that I was upset because of him most likely.

I opened the door and he knew right off the bat and asked me immediately what was the matter. I couldn’t come up with anything else but the fact that he hadn’t kissed me. That was what had me so worked up.

“Did I make you upset?”

He had, but that wasn’t exactly all of it. I’d thought he was going to kiss me and make me feel all those feelings again. When he hadn’t, the let-down was deafening.

Whatever stopped him before was obviously not holding him back now. His lips on mine were all the assurance I needed that he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. By the time he pulled back, my knees were weak, and I was quite sure that I would agree to anything in the moment.

“Why are you upset?” I’d been impressed that he even knew I was upset and now I was embarrassed because he had just kissed me dumb. I knew that it would be perfect, the two of us together. There was something happening between us, and I wanted to see how far it would go. Then again, when he started to touch other parts of me before I could stop him, I was moving closer, craving his touch.

“You’re hesitating again.”

I agreed and truly did not want to have to explain myself. I didn't know how he would respond if he knew the truth, that I had never been with a man before. It hadn't been that big of a deal when I was younger, because it was just thought of as I was waiting. At this late in the game, people just thought that something was wrong with me.

A few men had found out that I was a virgin, quickly wanted to claim the title for their own, but when they didn't get it immediately like they wanted, that's when the attitudes and the distance would start. I couldn’t even describe how many relationships had ended that way. So many that I just kind of gave up on the whole situation.

As Tyrell’s desire pressed against me, my voice hitched in my throat. “Maybe because it feels too good…”

“Don’t you know what to do then, to make us both feel better?”

“Let's just say that I don't have a lot of experience in this.”

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