Page 26 of The Billionaire Experience

“It’s a deal.” She grasped his hand with hers. “Our second today.”

Her best shot at convincing him to sell to her was to be here more often. And if he didn’t sell her the house, she’d still be able to upgrade it like she’d wanted to for years. Her heart leaped at the thought, and again when his thumb tenderly stroked her hand.

“One more question.” He cocked his head to one side. “Would it be a conflict of interest if I kissed you now?”

She didn’t hesitate to shake her head. “No.”

“Best no I’ve ever heard,” he murmured as he came closer. His gaze dropped before he set his lips on hers. The kiss was gentler than expected, his facial hair softer than she’d imagined. His mouth, firm and warm, with a hint of beer on his breath, was what she’d fantasized about for the last hour.

Delicious.

She hummed in the back of her throat as her eyes slid shut. The last man who’d kissed her had been Dustin—a peck on the cheek after they’d decided to end things. She couldn’t recall what it had been like to kiss him before that—not with Brody’s incredible mouth on hers.

He flipped his palm and laced his fingers with hers, squeezing gently as he tested the seam of her mouth with his tongue. She didn’t think about whether she should grant him permission, only opened and invited him in.

The act of kissing him, of her mouth being invaded by his tongue, was consuming. Her nipples peaked. The throb between her legs was an SOS tapping out the length of time it’d been since she’d last had satisfying sex. Which was what this reminded her of—a fully clothed sexual experience.

She reached out to touch him, not caring where her hand landed. It ended up on his arm—on round biceps that led up to a solid shoulder. From there she slid her fingers into the shaggy mass of short, thick hair at the base of his neck. She fisted his hair, the sound emitting from her throat needy and unexpected. He didn’t seem to mind. He scooted closer, his tongue delving deeper.

She cupped the other side of his neck and then gave him as much tongue as he was giving her. Kissing Brody Crane was thrilling. There was no other word for it. Never in her life had she been kissed with so much passion. With so much intention.

He took her hands from his neck, holding them in his as he ended the kiss. His damp lips opened to suck in a breath, and there it was—that sinfully sexy crooked smile. She wiggled in place in glorious frustration.

“Goddamn.” His voice was comically thick. He looked as dazed as she felt.

She sat back and focused on his face. “You’re really good at that.”

“Me?” He kissed her palm. “Honey, I hoped to be lucky enough for a taste of those lips and ended up having a four-course meal. Unconventional part of the hiring process, but I’ll take it.”

“I don’t typically make out with my customers. Ever, actually.”

“Not even the ex?” He slid a blond wave away from her lashes, a certain sweetness in the way he tucked it behind her ear.

“Dustin was never a customer, but he was a nice guy.”

“Say no more. I know the type. Polite. Friendly. Parents love ’im. Probably waited until your second date to kiss you.”

“Third.”

“His rule or yours?”

“Mine.”

“What you must think of me…” But Brody was grinning, proud that he’d broken her rule with hardly any effort. “Does that hurt my chances for a second kiss?”

“Not even a little,” she whispered.

At the same time, they leaned toward each other. One second before her lips touched his, the front door flew open.

A woman wearing all black, including thick swaths of coal-colored eyeliner around her eyes, stood in the doorway, eyebrows raised, face pinched. Then Jaylyn Crane spoke the words her face conveyed.

“Oh my God.”

What. The. Fuck.

His sister wasn’t due home for hours. Reagan had sprung away from him like he’d caught fire. To be fair, when she’d kissed him, he damn near had. Now a fire burned within him for a different reason. He’d been halfway to a hard-on, but his sister’s untimely interruption had killed that. His eye twitched in frustration.

“Um. Hi.” Jaylyn closed the front door with a soft click.

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