The Billionaire's Pretend Girlf - Leslie North Page 0,16

his gaze off her hardened nipples. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which meant he could see just how perfectly her breasts would fill his hands, if he’d venture to take a handful.

“Almost done—”

“No. I actually gave you forty minutes, because I’m a nice girlfriend, but you’re done now,” she said, closing his laptop. Before he could protest, she sank down onto his lap, slinging her arms around his neck. She giggled, so close that he could smell her minty breath.

“Is this what you mean by practice?” He relaxed into the chair a little, welcoming the weight of her on top of him. This wasn’t all bad. In fact, the familiar haze of lust was descending. Even if this was under the guise of ‘practice,’ this was something he’d been wanting to explore. A little too much.

“We need to get comfortable in each other’s space,” she explained, adjusting her position on his lap. Rocking back and forth right on top of his semi-hard cock. “From a psychological perspective, if we’re not physically comfortable with each other in private, then we’re never going to convince the rest of the world we are when we’re in public.”

He nodded slowly, his palm finding the small of her back. He pushed his fingers beneath the hem of her shirt, absent-mindedly stroking the smooth skin there. “Makes sense.”

“So let’s just loosen up a little.”

“I think you’ve loosened up quite a lot,” he teased. When she adjusted on top of him again, his cock swelled from semi to fully hard. “How many glasses of wine did you have tonight?”

She giggled, rubbing her nose against his. “Plenty.”

His eyes drifted shut. Now this felt pretty nice. It just meant he’d have to fight even harder to make this intimacy work like a switch he could turn on and off.

Except he wasn’t sure, once she turned it on, that it would be so easy to turn off.

“The wine was pretty great,” he murmured, feeling himself get swept away in the current. Aided by her delicious weight on top of him, the heat of her against his hard-on, and the light floral scent coming from her freshly washed hair…Jackie was like the ripest fruit, and he was dying to get a taste of her. He nuzzled her neck. Why not just dive headfirst and see what happened? If she wanted them to get comfortable, then maybe they should get really comfortable.

She laughed when he nipped at her earlobe. He felt a shiver wrack her body.

“You wanted us to get comfortable, right?” He pushed his palms down to her hips, urging her to toss a leg to the other side of his lap so that she straddled him. Her eyes were hooded as she watched him, nodding as she dragged her teeth over her bottom lip.

“Well, come on. Get comfy. We’ll prove we’re the happiest couple they’ve ever seen.” His voice was edged with heat. Maybe she noticed it too. Maybe she was feeling it right along with him, because she did as he urged and hooked a leg over to his other side, straddling him in the plush armchair.

“Good,” she whispered, tilting her head to the side as he brushed his lips over her neck. She shivered visibly, and this time, he allowed himself to ogle the tight points of her nipples through the thin green fabric of her shirt. God, he was so close to grabbing that handful…

“This was a good idea,” he murmured, his hands lowering to cover the tops of her ass cheeks. With his pinkie fingers, he could graze the hem of her shorts. Jackie released some of her body weight onto him then, and he wondered if she could feel the thick ridge of his cock yet. She was sitting right on top of it. She had to.

“I mean, we’re relative strangers,” she went on, and he could have sworn she bucked her hips against him. Or maybe she was just fidgeting with nervousness. “It’s good that we, you know, become familiar.”

“Mm-hmm.” He dragged his lips up the side of her neck to her jawline, drawing back so he could snag that pretty green gaze of hers. He needed a breather, because he was headed full steam to the point of no return. Knowing him, he’d be the one to fuck things up because he wanted to push things too far, too fast, with the woman who was only trying to help him out because she needed her school tuition paid.

He needed to remember that. Even