Page 11 of Fake Situationship

“I was hoping we could have dinner together. Did you get my note?”

“Yeah, but isn’t our deal over?”

Zach clenches his jaw. “Do you want it to be?”

“Of course not, but I assumed you wouldn’t want to see me again.”

His forehead wrinkles as he looks lost. “Why would you assume that? I wrote ‘I'd see you later’.”

“Well, most people say that and don’t mean it.” I shrug. It’s a common parting. When no specifics are made, then it becomes open-ended or a way to say goodbye without actually saying goodbye.

“Sweetheart, I mean what I say. I didn’t know when I’d finish and didn’t want to give a time only to disappoint you if I didn’t come back by then.” He looks over my shoulder, which isn’t hard for him to do with our height difference. He frowns further and his eyes swipe around my living room.

“Sweetheart, looks like I upset you, anyway. I’m sorry. I had to deal with a busted pipe at one of my properties. It turned into a fiasco, but I thought about you all day and kept trying to get back to you as soon as I could.”

“You wanted to come back?”

I don’t know where the neediness comes from. It’s potent and annoying, but I want everything with this man and it’s hard figuring where I stand since we had an arrangement. Both ends of the deal have been accommodated.

“Yes. I want you to be mine. From the moment I met you, it’s all about you now. You consume every thought and decision I make. I’ve never fallen this hard or this fast in my life, but with you, it’s easy. I don’t care about how we met, our age difference, or about what anybody else will say. You make me happy and I want to find out where this can go.”

I probably come off as stupid because I stare, dumbfounded and confused. There’s little sense how a billionaire with everything at the tip of his fingers could want somebody like me. What can I offer him?

Zach steps in close forcing me to lift my head to look at his face.

“Stop, right now. Whatever’s playing through your head. It’s wrong. You’re amazing, exactly the woman I need in my life. A true partner. You’re the woman for me, as I’m the man for you. I know you feel it too. So please take a chance on me. On us. It’ll be a wild ride, but I don’t want anybody else by my side.”

I take a moment to let his words sink in and they’re perfect. They’re what I’ve wanted to hear all my life. The warm feelings he brings out of me build stronger as I comprehend him wanting a relationship with me. It’s surreal and thrilling.

He cups my cheek, lowers his face close to mine where our noses are about to touch, and we share the same breath.

“What do you say, sweetheart? Are you mine?”

Chapter 10

Zach

I observe her, hopingfor a hint of what she’s going to say, because I’ve never wanted somebody so badly in my life. If she turns me away, I’ll respect it, but I’ll be broken. It’s arrogant of me to think she’s going to jump into my arms. However, I’m used to getting what I want. I’ll give it all up if she wants me to so I can have her. That’s how important and valuable she is. She’s my heart, and being away from her today had me wondering about how she’s doing. As I played over what her ex did to her. It all has me grasping for her.

My beautiful Claire ends my misery as she fulfills my wish and launches into my arms, landing her lips against mine. I hold her close with one arm while I try not to drop the food. Stepping intoher apartment, I move awkwardly but don’t move my lips from hers and kick the door shut. Stumbling over to the couch, I sit placing the Chinese food on the floor while Claire straddles my lap. I bury one hand in her hair, the other I grab hold of her ass and sit her on my erection.

We groan at the contact, but I pull back. “Sweetheart, we don’t have to do this now. We can take it slow.”

Instead of answering, she lifts her shirt over her head, she’s not wearing a bra, and her large tits bounce in front of me.

“Fuck me,” I gasp.

She giggles, grabs my hands, placing them on her breasts. I squeeze them and lower my mouth to suck in one nipple playing for a moment before moving to the other.

“Yes, that feels so good.” Her hips roll in my lap and my pulsing cock needs to be pulled out of my jeans. I’m desperate for it.

I lift my mouth from her body when Claire works my shirt up over my head. “I need this so bad, Zach. I need you inside me. That's all I can think about.”

Her flushed face and body have me rushing to do the same. “That's all I can think about, too.”

“Perfect.” She stands, pushes her sweats and panties down. I’m tongue tied as I see her soft curls. I lick my lips as I see how wet she is and I’m dying to see how ready she is for me.

With steady hands, she removes my shoes and a slew of images of having her on her knees with my hard cock pushing through her puffy lips have me twitching and pre-cum soaking my boxers.

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