Page 193 of Billionaire Temptations

“Oh. Aren’t you on birth control?”

“That is my birth control,” I lied.

I was on the pill, but I didn’t know him or how many women he’d been with since his divorce, and I wasn’t about to take any chances. I always made them wear a condom.

“I see. Okay.” He climbed off of me, took a condom from the drawer, and slipped it on. “I normally don’t wear one.”

“Well, you wouldn’t want to get me pregnant, would you?” I smirked.

“No.” He leaned over and devoured my neck while he pushed into me.

After a few saddening thrusts, which I could barely feel, he pulled out of me and looked at his dick.

“I’m not really that hard anymore. It’s the condom. I’m not used to it, and it’s hard to feel anything.”

I silently sighed as I sat up, grabbed hold of his cock, and began stroking it firmly. He threw his head back as several moans escaped him. When he was semi-hard again, he thrust inside and rapidly moved in and out of me. Still, I felt nothing. Wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, I made him deepen inside me.

“Oh my God, you feel amazing, Emily.” He pushed in and out. “Are you going to come?”

I wasn’t close, but I wasn’t about to ruin his confidence, so I had to fake the noises, tighten my legs, and pretend I had come. His cock started to soften again, but he wouldn’t stop, and he finally came. He pushed deep inside me and halted as a loud groan escaped his chest.

Climbing off me, he disposed of the condom while I climbed under the covers, and he climbed in next to me.

“You were amazing.” He softly stroked my arm. “Sorry about the problems. I was really nervous.”

“It happens,” I lied with a smile.

He lay there on his side, his hand propped up against his head as he stared at me. The look on his face and in his eyes frightened me. He was falling and falling hard. Shit.

“I really like you, Emily, and I think tonight just confirmed it even more for me. The next time we have sex, I promise it will be better.”

“You’re a great guy, Cliff, but I told you I wasn’t looking for anything.”

“I know, and neither was I. But you can’t deny our incredible attraction to each other.”

The hell I can deny it.

“I think you should go now. It’s late, and I have to get up early and be at the shop.”

“You don’t want me to spend the night?” His fingers traced my breast. “We can have round two first thing in the morning.”

“I’m really tired, and I sleep better alone. But thank you for a wonderful dinner.”

“Sure. Okay. You’re welcome.” He climbed out of bed and slipped into his clothes.

I climbed out, put on my robe, and walked him to the door.

“How about dinner tomorrow night?” he asked as he placed his hands firmly on my hips.

“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have a thing with Katie I have to go to. I’ll call you when I’m free.”

“Don’t make it too long, I want to see you again.” He went for my lips, and I quickly turned and gave him my cheek.

“Have a nice night, Cliff.”

After he left, I shut the door, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of wine, and took it to my bedroom. Reaching into my drawer, I grabbed my vibrator, climbed under the covers, and satisfied myself. What a waste of a night.

Chapter Three

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