The Billionaire’s Girlfriend Bet - Leslie North Page 0,22

much as it appealed to him.

Blake tugged her closer, so that her body pressed up along the side of him. Her face was only inches away from his, and suddenly the tension in the room spiked.

“What sort of ideas?” she asked. Of course she’d play coy. Play innocent. He ran his fingers up and down the side of her arm, watching the goose bumps erupt in his wake.

“We could watch a movie…or maybe eat more cake. Or just sit here and see what happens.”

She smirked, leaning closer to him. “I kinda like the idea of just sitting here.”

His heart was thumping in his chest now, and he was suddenly so hungry for a kiss from her that he could barely restrain himself. Holding back was not his forte. Not with business, or sports cars, or women, or damn near anything in his life. But this had to be Michelle’s choice. Had to be.

Though maybe he could help her along just a little…

“Yeah? What about sitting here?” He shifted and then tugged her onto his lap. She gasped softly, her arm hooking around his neck. His cock went from half-staff to fully hard, and he wondered if she could feel it through his pants by now, pressing up into the fleshy part of her ass.

“Seems like a pretty good spot to me,” Michelle breathed, and that’s when he caught the quiver in her voice. Oh, she wanted it. Maybe as much as he did. “Way better than my lumpy couch.”

“Can’t promise this seat won’t be occasionally lumpy. Not when your gorgeous ass is on top of me,” he said and then immediately regretted it. No, that’s not how he was supposed to talk to Michelle. He was supposed to be a gentleman.

But something flashed in her eyes. Michelle moved on top of him, deliberate but slow, and then the next second her mouth was against his.

Shock trickled through his mind, but his body knew exactly how to respond. Michelle’s fragrant, minty mouth against his was the signal the rest of him needed to kick into gear. He grunted, receiving her kiss and returning it to her with abandon.

He pressed his tongue into her mouth at the same time his hand found the back of her neck. Michelle melted into him, a breathy moan escaping her as her mouth parted, deepening the kiss. While they were lip-locked, Blake tugged her hair out of the low ponytail, then combed his fingers through her silky tresses. It was something he’d been craving to do without fully realizing it. Among so many other things.

Every inch of his body craved her, in a way that extended way beyond the bet.

In fact, he hadn’t even come over here tonight for the bet. This would have been his fifth and bet-winning date. But he wasn’t going to tell his friends about this one. This was off the record. This was just for Michelle and him.

Blake dove in for another round of hot and needy kisses. He tugged her by the hips, urging her to straddle him, and she opened up her legs so that her knees pressed into the couch on either side of him. She gasped as she settled into place—directly on top of his cock—and they locked eyes for a moment, chests heaving.

“Jesus, why didn’t you tell me you kissed like that?” she demanded.

“A man likes to keep his secrets,” Blake responded, his gaze fastened on her lips. He wanted more of them. Way more. “Besides, I would have scared you off if I’d opened with something like that.”

“Hmm. That’s what you think,” she murmured, before diving in for more.

Her comment thrilled through him. He dug his fingertips into her waist, jerking her against him even tighter so that she wouldn’t even think about moving away.

One kiss bled into so many more. Blake’s hands danced at the hem of her T-shirt, his fingertips dipping into that delicious warmth underneath. He pushed his hand up over her low belly, palming the soft curve. Michelle arched against him, moaning through a kiss.

“Can I keep going?” he asked.

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck, rocking her pelvis against him. Lust raced through him, hot and consuming. He could have her right here. Take it all the way. But even through the haze of desire, he wanted to do it differently with Michelle.

Blake pushed his hands up underneath her shirt, finding the ridges of her ribs, and the tantalizing swell of her naked breasts. His breath shuddered out of