Page 53 of Arrogant Playboy

I bite my bottom lip and consider his words. Is he offering friends with benefits?

“I like hanging out with you and I also like fucking you. But I understand anything more isn’t on the cards for you.”

“You’re my client.”

His fingers dig into my ass harder upon hearing my words. “I am. But it won’t be forever.” Then he lifts me up, so my legs are straddling him. I can feel how hard he is against me, and I may move myself against it getting the friction between my legs that I need desperately. Daniel pulls me closer giving me what I want.

What was he saying? I’ve lost my train of thought.

“Nothing can happen between us until after the project is finished.”

Wait, what? I still. His words filter through my hazy mind.

“I’m in your lap half naked, your dick is hard, and you’re telling me we can’t do anything till the Kent project is done?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

I’m half naked in his lap and he’s turning me down. Embarrassment hits me like a ton of bricks, and I try to scramble out of his arms. Daniel holds me tighter, so I continue to wiggle until the next thing I know I am flipped on my back, and he is looming over me.

“Would you stop it and listen to me.” Those turquoise eyes narrow on me as his entire body engulfs me. “I will fuck you every single day if that is what you need when this project is done.” I still under him as his words start to sink in. “I will be your secret fuck that you use when your needy little cunt is begging to be filled.” My heart accelerates at his filthy words and a moan falls from my lips. “The things I want to do to you, Rosie, my cock is aching thinking about them, but I will not have my need for you ruin something you have worked so hard for. I can control myself until then. It will be fucking hard, but I can.” He grinds himself against me.

No.

Fuck me now.

“Do you think you can expedite the project? I’ll fucking pay whatever you need me to pay to get the job done quickly, so I can sink inside of you.” I swallow hard as I whimper. Then I feel his hand slide down my near-naked body before the next thing I know, his fingers are between my folds, sliding over my aching clit. I arch my back as the sensations take over. Then I gasp as a finger slides into me. “I’m not going to leave you high and dry tonight, sweetheart, but you’re not going to get my cock. Now, do we have an agreement?” he asks as he adds another finger inside me.

“Hhmm,” I say.

“That isn’t a word, Rosie. I need to know if you agree to us being fuck buddies once the project is over or if I’m going to have to make sure to keep my distance from you.” His slow, strong strokes have my entire body lit up.

“Are you saying we can’t be friends unless I fuck you?”

“No. I’m saying I’m not going to be able to be around you without thinking about how much your cunt squeezes my fucking fingers and how wet they make you.”

I swallow. Hard.

“I think we can both agree there is chemistry between us, wouldn’t you agree?” I nod as my eyes close and my back arches as his magic fingers do things to me. “We are both too busy to have time to date.” He’s right, dating isn’t on my radar, but also, I’m sick of having to use my vibrator, and I’m not really a one-night stand kind of girl, clearly. I nod. “And the sex between us is good?” I nod again as my legs start to shake. “And we have fun hanging out together?” Yes. Annoying as he is, I enjoy our time together and he makes me laugh. “Then I think we keep this arrangement between us, we don’t tell anyone. No one needs to know what we get up to behind closed doors.” I moan in acknowledgment. “If we do this, I won’t share you, Rosie.” His voice is like steel as his fingers continue to melt me. “Know that, if we are fucking, then I don’t want you fucking anyone else, do you hear me?”

“Yes, same goes for you.” I groan.

“Noted.” He grins. “Now come on my fucking fingers, Rosie, so I can taste you.” And with a flick of his wrist, he has me coming undone.

20

ROSIE

We sent Emily off first after she spent the afternoon trying on designer dresses Louis had sent over for her to wear for her exhibition tonight. We popped champagne and she tried on couture, it was a perfect day really. And then I got back to my room and found a dress bag laid out on my bed with a note attached to it.

Rosie,

Please wear this.

Daniel.

He bought me a dress. I unzip the designer bag and pull out the most stunning silver sequin cocktail dress. I gasp as I run my hands over the detailing. I can’t wear this. My friends would know instantly that someone else bought this for me.

I pick up my phone and text Daniel.

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