Page 10 of Billionaire Boss's One Night Stand

“Well…” She walked up to me as the elevator rose. The press of her small fingers on my chest emphasized the contrast between us. Short and petite, she seemed so small and delicate compared to me. Her blonde waves tumbled back as she craned her neck to face me. I couldn’t look away, eager to let every detail of her soak in. She had such smooth, pale skin, dotted with freckles. Despite her small frame, she packed most of her weight in huge tits that rose and fell with her quickened breaths. Slender curves accentuated her hourglass figure hiding beneath her casual clothes. I couldn’t remember the last time I spotted someone wearing a T-shirt with screen printing. Hers was abold green, with the wordsShire Libraryemblazoned over her breasts. Those denim shorts weren’t on par with the clientele at that bar, but I didn’t care. I just wanted them off her.

She was a walking wet dream, here to distract me from work. From life. If she was celebrating a change in her life, I was all for it.

“I was thinking…” She slid her hand up my chest, making my heart race. I gathered her in my arms, lowering toward her as she stared at my mouth. “I was thinking I could give you a kiss. To thank you for scaring off that creep in the bar.”

I stayed still, closing my eyes as she pressed her lips over mine. Liquid heat coursed through me, lighting my every nerve on fire. The soft touch of her mouth, so warm and inviting, wasn’t enough. Growling slowly, I gripped her sides and exhaled against her lips.

“No thanks necessary,” I replied, diving in as she lunged up for another, harder, kiss. Gravity and buoyancy messed with my equilibrium as the elevator bounced at my floor. She gasped at the movement, too, but she didn’t back up. Linking her arms over my shoulders and hugging me tightly, she parted her lips and stayed right there, eager for more.

I meant it. I hadn’t swooped in to save her from that drunk out of pity. All it took was seeing her face pinched with worry to make me want to kick his ass. It didn’t matter who she was, what the circumstances were. I’d never stand back and not help a trapped and vulnerable woman out.

“What else?” I asked as I backed her out of the elevator. We couldn’t stay off each other. Her hands gripped the front of my shirt. I kept mine braced on her back so she’d remain flush to me, teasing me with the softness of her body that fit so perfectly against mine.

“Then instead of getting a drink,” she said between hot kisses, her pants for air whipping against my chin, “we could… talk?”

I chuckled as I caged her against the wall. The door to my room was right there, next to her, but I had to drag this out for as long as I could. She’d shown up in my life so unexpectedly, I felt like I had to treat her like a rare treasure. One I had no chance of holding on to.

It’d been too damn long since I’d gotten laid. Now that I could, with this gorgeous stranger, I realized that I’d been focusing on work too much.

I had to if I wanted to become CEO and prove my worth to my grandmother. But fuck, was I missing out. If women like this siren had been slipping under my notice, I was losing at life.

“You want totalk?” I taunted, kissing her until she lifted her leg to wrap it around my waist. She rubbed against me, and every push of her near the erection growing under my pants was torture. Her hands didn’t go idle, one reaching for my waist and the other raking through my hair until she gripped it tight.

This woman didn’t want to let me go long enough to utter a reply. And I was all for it. We couldn’t keep our mouths or hands off each other, tossed into this flaring fire of desire.

“They say nonverbal communication makes up the majority,” she got out around hot breaths. Tipping her head back until it knocked against the wall, she closed her eyes and gave me access to her neck.

I didn’t waste a second before trailing my mouth over her sweet flesh, kissing, licking, and sucking to get her to grind against me faster. She was so short, she seemed stretched to meet me in the middle, so I helped her out. Using my chest to keep her in place against the wall, I lowered my hands until I cupped her fine ass. One globe in each palm, I lifted her.

The sexiest, low moan escaped her as I rubbed her over my dick, but I didn’t want to miss a second of this to unlock and open the door. She was irresistible, drawing me to her. I was insatiable, too greedy to stop touching or kissing.

“And nonverbally,” she whispered as she tugged my face back to hers for another openmouthed kiss, “I want you.”

I nodded as I carried her from the wall. “Yeah. I noticed. And likewise, stranger from the bar.”

She moaned into my mouth as I pressed her against the door. Fumbling to reach the keypad and not lose my hold on her, I leaned over and typed. It took me three times to get the numbers right without looking.

As soon as the door released the lock, I turned the knob, keeping one hand on her ass.

She squeaked in surprise, almost falling in with the momentum of the door opening, but I kept her in my embrace. I wasn’t sure I’d ever want to let her go.

Stop. That’s ridiculous.I would let her go. I had to as we rushed to rip our clothes off. Even after, once we’d chased our releases from this impulsive need to fuck, she’d be out of my life.

One night. That’s all.

It would take the edge off the stress building up in my life. It would satisfy this carnal need to have her.

Just one night.

“I… I never do this,” she whispered, almost shy again as she alternated between kissing me and shoving my pants and boxers down. I reached into my pocket before the garments fell, taking my wallet out. I let it drop to the floor as soon as I got the condom out.

“Me neither.” I was no virgin, but work was my life. I growled into her mouth as she leaned into me, stepping out of her panties.

All that remained now was her bra, and I didn’t delay in unclasping the scrap of white. Plain, utilitarian white had never looked so sexy. Seeing her bare, those golden, long locks covering her tits, was sexier yet.

I picked her up and held her against the wall. Just like I did on the opposite side, out in the hallway, we kissed and moaned, panting for air. But this time, naked so I could enjoy every inch of her smooth skin rubbing against mine in friction. She showed me how dripping wet and aroused she was to take me.

“Wait.” I leaned over to sheath myself, carried away with this wicked impatience to thrust into her.

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