Hot Player (Hot Billionaire Daddies #7) - Suzanne Hart Page 0,42
the time, and I don’t have the words for it. I falter, and he returns to pumping his cock into me.
He reaches down and gently rubs my clit with his thumb again. How does he always know what to do? When to touch me so I’ll explode like a bomb.
This time, we come together. Another orgasm grips me and Kirk grunts as he releases inside me. We move together, and his thrusts start to slow. Our motions become more rhythmic. My breathing tenses and then begins to ease.
I’m not prepared to let him go.
But slowly, when we are both starting to settle, I have no choice but to move my limbs away from him. He leans in to give me another kiss on the tip of my nose and then he straightens up.
I sit up slowly, watching as he pulls on his underwear and his pants.
I am not a virgin anymore. This man has taken my virginity.
I bite down on my lip as he walks over to his bathroom. He returns with a pack of wipes and a soft fluffy fresh towel.
He hands them to me while he uses some of the wipes on himself.
“Are you okay?” he asks as I turn my back to him. There’s something so intimate about cleaning yourself. I don’t think I’m in a place where I can share that personal moment with him.
Chances are he wants me gone already.
“Yeah…yes, I’m fine. Are you okay?” I ask, turning around to him.
Kirk is still shirtless. He’s smiling too. He starts picking my clothes off the ground and hands them to me.
“Yeah, I’m definitely okay. I’m more than okay,” he says. I take the clothes from him, and he hooks a finger under my chin. Our bodies touching again sends me into a tizzy.
Every time he touches me! When will I start exhibiting a bit more control over myself?
“You have no idea how amazing you are, Kim,” he adds in a deep murmur. He is searching my eyes. I’m just about managing to look into his.
“You’re pretty amazing yourself,” I reply. My voice sounds hoarse and weak. His smile doesn’t waver.
“Then I guess we’ve got a pretty sweet deal here. We’re both winning,” he comments and swings around to pick his shirt off the floor.
“I’m going to have my chauffeur take you home. It’s very late.”
I slip my dress on, fix my hair, and then he reaches forward to pull me into his arms and plant me on my feet. He kisses me again and brushes my hair off my face. This is not the way I was expecting him to behave after sex. I don’t know what tomorrow is going to look like, but right now, I’m smiling.
Kirk and I part ways at the front of the office building. He has already instructed his chauffeur to take me home while he is going to drive his other car back to his place.
There is a part of me that wishes we could be normal…that he’d be the one driving me home like some other guy would after a date. But nothing about us is normal. More importantly, is our relationship of boss-and-assistant really going to change because we had sex?
I’m glad Kirk didn’t personally drive me back because when I arrive at my apartment building, Blaire is just getting out of her car.
We wave at each other as I cross the street. She has seen the car and she eyes it as it drives away.
“Is that…?” she begins to say, and I nervously blurt out a loud yes.
“I was working late and K…Mr. Silvers suggested that I skip the bus and sent his chauffeur to drive me back instead.”
She seems surprised by it but doesn’t dig into it, thankfully.
Blaire follows me into the building and we take the elevator up to my floor. Thankfully, she doesn’t give the chauffeured car a second thought but starts telling me about her day. That is exactly what I want to hear. Anything to get my mind off what happened in the office today.
In my apartment, I pour us some wine.
She flips her heels off as she settles into the couch, and even though I’m trying to pay attention to what she’s saying, I can’t help but be wracked with guilt.
Images keep flashing by—me naked. Kirk naked. Him leaning over me, sliding his throbbing cock into me.
“Earth to Kim!” Blaire calls out as she snaps her fingers in front of my face.