Page 233 of Billionaire Temptations

“I think I just made a match.” Emily smiled as she slid into the back of my limo.

“They seemed to hit it off. Am I driving you home now, or do you want to go somewhere else?” I asked.

“We can go back to my place.” She grinned. “I have chocolates and wine.”

“Sounds sexy.” The corners of my mouth curved upwards.

I had done nothing but think about fucking her all night. In fact, it was all I seemed to think about, even when she wasn’t around. She radiated sexiness, and my cock couldn’t seem to get enough of her. I needed to talk to her about something, but I’d wait until after sex. I didn’t want to ruin the moment.

Emily

We barely made it through the door, and my dress was off, and Jackson had me pinned against the wall, devouring my body in an animal-like manner. I didn’t mind because it was all I thought about all night. He put on a condom and thrust inside me, my arms above my head, with his hands gripping them tight. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, his free hand encircled my body and held me up as he pounded into me, causing me to orgasm with only a few pumps. A loud moan rumbled in his chest as he slowed down and then halted while he came.

Letting go of my wrists, he kissed my lips, pulled out of me, and went into the bathroom. After slipping back into my panties, I grabbed my silk robe from behind the door and walked to my bedroom.

“Nice place you have here,” he said as he came out from the bathroom.

“Thanks.” I headed towards the kitchen, and he followed.

“There’s something I need to talk to you about,” he spoke with seriousness.

“Okay.”

I reached up into the cabinet, grabbed two wine glasses, and poured some wine in each.

“Don’t drink that yet,” I spoke as I handed him the glasses. “I still have to get the chocolates out.”

He chuckled as he took our wine over to the couch while I grabbed a box of Godiva truffles and sat beside him.

“What did you need to talk to me about?” I asked as I turned my body and faced him.

“We’re both business people, right?”

“Last time I checked.” I smiled.

“And we’re both used to dealing in negotiations. I do it on a daily basis, and I’m sure you do it with clothing vendors and such. Correct?”

“Yes. You are correct. I negotiate all the time.”

“Good, because I want to negotiate a deal with you.”

A light laugh escaped my lips. “What kind of deal?”

He inhaled a sharp breath. “You and I are a good fit. Wouldn’t you say?” His fingers ran down my hair.

“Yeah. We are a good fit.”

“We get along well. Neither one of us wants to get involved in any type of relationship thing, and we have fun together. The two of us are uncomplicated.”

“True.” I nodded.

“So, I was thinking we could negotiate and sign a contract where we would continue spending time together without any complications.”

“What?” I laughed. “I’m not sure I understand.”

“Think of it as a companion contract. You and I would see each other, go out on dates, have sex, and spend time together without any of the other bullshit that goes along with dating.”

“What bullshit are you referring to?” I cocked my head.

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