The Billionaire's Seduction (The Billionaire's Temptation #1) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,22
around my waist and I struggled to clench the top of the towel to make sure that it didn’t fall down.
“I’m groaning because I have nothing to wear,” I mumbled angrily. “Oh.” My voice became breathy as I felt his lips on the back of my neck, and kissing their way down to my bare shoulders.
“I don’t mind if you have nothing to wear,” he growled into my ear and then he tugged on my towel until it went flying to the floor. “I don’t mind at all.” His hands moved up and caressed my breasts; he moved his fingers to my nipples and rolled them with his fingertips, squeezing them gently.
“Harry.” I leaned back into him and closed my eyes. I felt his hardness pushing into my butt through his pants.
“Yes, Sarah?” I could hear a chuckle in his voice.
“Nothing.” I squirmed in his arms. I wanted to move away from him, but I didn’t have the willpower. He turned me around to face him and pulled me, crushing my breasts against his chest. I felt his tongue worm its way into my mouth and I sucked on it eagerly, enjoying the minty taste of him.
“Now, now, Sarah.” He grinned down at me as he pulled away slowly. “As much as I’d love to ravish you right now, we really don’t have the time.”
“Huh?” I looked at him in confusion, my body groaning in rebellion. “I made reservations for dinner.”
“Oh.” I peered up at him in his casual clothes and frowned. “You don’t look like you’re dressed for dinner.”
“I’ve got clothes to change into.”
“Oh.” I shivered at the coldness of the room and he drew me close to him and rubbed my back.
“Get some clothes on before you catch a cold,” he scolded me and I wanted to retort back to him that he was the reason why I didn’t have any clothes on. “Unless you want us to warm you up in another way.”
“You just told me we didn’t have time,” I protested. He grinned at me.
“Well, I could always be convinced.”
“Whatever.” I pulled out a pair of panties and a bra and pulled them on before turning back to him. “How fancy is this place? Should I wear something casual or something sophisticated?”
“Whatever you want.”
“That doesn’t help me.” I moaned. “Men,” I muttered. “I would have thought that you being an older man would know a bit more about clothes.”
“You’re obsessed with age, aren’t you?” He laughed.
“No, I’m not.” I pulled on a navy blue skirt and a white top. “I’ve just never dated an older man before.”
“Well, you’re not dating one now either.” He shrugged his shoulders. It took me a moment to realize what he meant by that. He wasn’t saying that he wasn’t old; he was saying that we weren’t dating.
“Or maybe I should say I’ve never slept with a man with sagging skin before.” I smiled sweetly at him. “I know you may be looking for some sort of young trophy but I’m not really interested in the position. I’m not some blonde wanna-be who hooks up with an old fart like Hugh Hefner just to get into the Playboy Mansion.”
“No, you aren’t.” He looked at me pointedly, and I felt my body flush.
“You’re not exactly a Chippendale.”
“Would you like me to be?” He raised an eyebrow at me and cocked his face. “Is that your way of asking me to strip for you?”
“You wish.” I flattened my skirt and brushed my hair, groaning at the tangles that were resisting my stroke.
“Need some help?” He walked up behind me and took the brush from my hand. “You have beautiful hair.”
“Thanks.” I let him brush my hair softly, and it relaxed my nerves. I wasn’t sure why I felt so agitated and jumpy around him. He did something to me that I didn’t really understand. “Ow!” I cried out as he hit a knot of hair.
“Sorry.” He rubbed the top of my head. “Your hair is very long, I like it.”
“I’m thinking about cutting it,” I retorted untruthfully.
“Really?” His voice was low. “Don’t cut it, Sarah.”
“Why not?” I wonder if he noticed the note of surprise in my voice. What did he care?
“Because I prefer long hair.” He bent down and whispered in my hair, “It’s easier to pull on when I fuck you.”
I pulled away from him and then turned around and glared at him. “You need to stop talking about sex. It is not going to happen.”