The Billionaire's Seduction (The Billionaire's Temptation #1) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,11

nipple, which made me gasp, “when you pinch a real nipple the woman feels it.” His hand left my breast and he licked his lips. “I guess you were right and your breasts are real.”

I came out of my reverie and slapped him across the face. “How dare you manhandle me like that?” I glared at him. “I don’t know what sort of whores you normally go for drinks with but I’m not one of them.” I pulled away from him, ignoring the flutter of butterflies in my stomach.

He looked back at me silently, but his eyes were glowing with mirth. “Sorry.” He picked up my hand and kissed it softly. “I’ll not touch them without permission again.”

“Good.” I sat back and crossed my legs. I could feel that my panties were moist and I rearranged my legs again. Bradley had made me horny and now all I could think about was the fact that his hands were on my thighs again. This man was smooth and I was way out of my league being on this date.

“How about you decide what we talk about then?” His voice was low, and I had a feeling he was laughing at me.

“Why don’t you tell me what you do for a living?” I looked at him curiously.

“A bit of this and a bit of that.”

“Great answer.” I sighed. He was really starting to irritate me and I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands on me as his palm moved up and down my thigh.

“When did you graduate from college, Sarah?”

“Why?”

“I was wondering how old you were?” He cocked his head to the side. “It might help me understand why you are so skittish.”

“I’m not skittish.” I glared at him.

“Most women I date are happy to feel my touch.” His mouth came down on mine and he kissed me again. I kept my mouth closed at first, but as I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, I opened it up and kissed him back with as much passion as I could. I got lost in the moment and pushed myself into him, running my hands over his chest and allowing his hands to roam all over my back. When we eventually separated, he looked at me and grinned. “I guess you’re not skittish after all.”

I laughed at the look on his face. He was gorgeous. When again would I have the chance to hook up with someone so handsome? I thought back to my plan to tease him and then leave but realized that was something an immature person would do. Every fiber in my body was telling me to sleep with him. To have a one-night stand with him. I’d never have to see him again.

“I guess I’m not.” Without thinking, I pushed him back in the chair and leaned in to kiss him again. This time I didn’t hold back at all and allowed my hands to run down his jeans and over his crotch. I grinned as I felt his intake of breath. I may be young and slightly inexperienced but I wasn’t a prude. I’d watched plenty of movies and had a few tricks up my sleeves. When I eventually pulled back, Bradley looked at me with eyes full of lust.

“Spend the night with me,” he whispered in my ears. “Let me ravish you.”

I leaned back and looked at him, unsure of what to say. He could sense my hesitation and leaned in toward me. “Let me show you what it’s like to sleep with a man, and not a boy.” He took my hand and guided it to his jeans and rested it on his crotch. “Let me show you how a man can fuck you.” I gasped at his words and involuntarily grabbed his cock. It was hard beneath my touch. It felt harder and thicker through his jeans than any cock I’d ever felt before, and I felt my body melting inside. He was right about one thing. The guys I had been with before had been boys; nothing about them had been particularly exciting. This man had me feeling wetter and hornier from a kiss than I’d had ever felt before in my life. I closed my eyes and made a decision.

“Okay.” I opened my eyes and looked at him. “I’ll spend the night with you.” I only hoped that this wasn’t the biggest mistake in my life.

Chapter 4

As soon as I had spoken, Bradley dropped some money on the table and jumped up,