Page 38 of Billionaire Romantic
Slowly, I lean in close to her ear, whispering in a low growl. “Are you wet for me?”
You’re rushing this.
I can’tnotrush this. I’m too fucking hot for her.
Just when I think maybe I’ve pushed her too fast, my Irish dream girl shyly nods.
“Yeah?”
She barely nods again, almost submissively.
I lean closer to her ear as I place my palm on her bare thigh. I very lightly lick her earlobe and gently bite, which makes her squirm against me. “Do you want me tofeelhow wet you are for me?”
She exhales a soft breath, something between a laugh, wild curiosity and disbelief.
“You can sayyes, Noah. Or you can say no. My advice—and I’m a Noah, so you should definitely take it: always say yes.”
Lucky’s eyes are dazzlingly blue as she meets my gaze, and my challenge. “Okay, then,Noah,” she whispers. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” My whispered growl in her ear is low and husky. My palm slides higher and she whimpers, the sound driving me very close to the edge of control. Fuck, this girl makes me crazy. I’m supposed to be a gentleman.At least wait until you get upstairs, you maniac. Instead, I hear myself murmur gruffly, “I think you want me to slide my fingers under those wet panties and play with your slippery little clit until you come hard right here at the table. What do you think?”
She softly inhales, like she can’t believe I just said that.
“Give me a yes, Irish. We’re slowly working up to your wildest dreams here, remember? No one can see us, but you’regoing to need to keep it down. No screaming. Do you think you can do that?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never…”
“Never what?”
“You know.”
“What?”
“Just forget it.” Those light flags of pink on her cheeks get even pinker.
“Wait a minute. You mean…you’ve never had anorgasm?”
“No.”
I’m shocked. How is such a thing possible in this day and age? “Why not?”
“I just…couldn’t. I mean, I’ve tried, but I just…haven’t. I can’t.” She pretends to shield her eyes. “God, kill me now. I can’t believe I just told you that.”
I carefully tuck a curl behind her ear. “Hey, it’s me. You can tell me anything. It’s good this way, you’ll see. They wouldn’t have been as good as the ones I’m about to give you anyway.” I sound cocky, but it’s true. I happen to have a gift.Thank you, universe, for delivering me this little lucky charm, who just keeps astounding me with her checklist of things I didn’t even know were ideal to me until she started showing me, one by one.“Challenge accepted, Lucky Irish.”
I gently nudge her shoulder with mine in that playful way we have. She huffs a laugh. Like she doesn’t believe me.
My girl. Mine.“You’re going to like this, Irish. Are you ready?”
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Holy shit.
Is my dreamy blind date really about to give me my first orgasm?
In the middle of a restaurant?
Earth to Lucky: have you lost your mind?
