The Billionaire's Seduction (The Billionaire's Temptation #1) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,10

shirt and in the dark light, he looked younger than I remembered. He looked up, his eyes met mine, and he called me over. I walked slowly; blown away by the warm smile he had given me when he saw me.

He stood up and looked me up and down before giving me a hug. “You look good enough to eat,” he whispered in my ear as he held me close to him. I felt my breasts pushed against the hardness of his chest and I enjoyed the warmth of his body next to mine.

“You look like you were well occupied.” I gave him a tight smile as I withdrew from him reluctantly and looked at the hot blonde.

“Sarah, meet Alexandria. Alexandria, meet Sarah.” He introduced me to the model and I stared at the lady who just looked me up and down dismissively and then stood up. She reached over and kissed Bradley on the cheek. “Call me,” she said to him and then walked away. I watched her go, happy to be alone with Bradley.

“What would you like to drink, Sarah?” Bradley called over a waiter and ordered himself a scotch on the rocks.

“Um, Malibu Sprite, please.” I ordered a drink, even though I had told myself that I wasn’t going to drink anything alcoholic that evening.

“So, Sarah, are you going to tell me what you do at Green & Hall’s?” He whispered at me softly and adjusted his position in the seat so that his thigh was resting against mine.

“No.” I smiled at him sweetly and attempted to move away from him.

“Okay.” He smiled. “So what shall we talk about?” He moved closer to me once again and I felt him running his fingers up and down my thigh.

“You decide. You invited me.” I put my hand down on his to stop him from trailing it up and down my leg. I was enjoying the feel of it too much and I didn’t want to let him think he could get with whatever he wanted from me.

“Tell me about yourself,” he whispered in my ear. I jumped when I felt his tongue slide in and out of my ear canal.

“Um, what are you doing?” I looked at him in shock, though I was starting to feel turned on. I couldn’t believe he was being so blatantly sexual with me. This man wasn’t playing around.

“I just wanted to see if your ear was as sweet as your mouth.” He grinned at me, and I felt butterflies shooting through my stomach.

“That’s not really appropriate, is it?” I looked at him sternly.

“We’re both adults, right?” He grinned at me and started running his fingers up and down my thigh again. He looked into my eyes for a few seconds and then deliberately let his gaze fall to my heaving breasts. “You have beautiful breasts.” He licked his lips. “Are they real?”

“Of course, they’re real,” I shot out. “What do you think I am? A two-bit Barbie?”

“They just don’t look very real.” His voice held some disbelief as he looked at me. “Sorry.” He licked his lips and kissed me on the side of the neck.

“What do you mean they don’t look real?” I frowned as I pulled away from him and looked down at my chest. Did my boobs look fake? No one had ever said that to me before.

“They just seem too big and perfect to be real.” His voice held doubt as he gawked at me. “I’ve seen plenty of breasts and these look fake to me.”

“Well, I can inform you that they are real.” I glared at him.

“Well, if you let me do the touch test, I can verify that you don’t have plastic titties.”

“What test?” I squinted at him. Did this guy think I was a fool? I shifted in my seat as his palm rested on my thigh. My entire body was burning up, and I was feeling flushed from his gaze.

“The touch test.” He leaned in close to me and slid his hand up my stomach and held it still just under my right breast. “You see, you can always tell if breasts are real or fake by the way they feel.” He paused for a few seconds and then I felt his hand sliding up so that it was cupping my breast. I gasped and stared into his eyes, mesmerized by his gaze and how good his hands felt on me. “Real breasts have a droop to them and,” he paused and pinched my