Page 47 of Don't Fall for the Billionaire
“Who the hell knows. I only met her once. She calls herself a wellness influencer, is constantly on her phone, and posts every waking moment to Instagram. The last time I saw her, she asked my dad if caviar had gluten.”
Charlotte laughed. “Is she at least nice?”
“She’s flaky. She’s the type of girl who would forget her own birthday unless her followers reminded her. The one night I was in Los Angeles, she couldn’t go to dinner with us because Mercury was going into retrograde and she needed to prepare.”
Charlotte pressed her hand over her mouth to stifle another laugh.
“So what does that make you? The disapproving son or the secretly amused one?”
“Probably a mix of both. Mostly because I know this is going to crash and burn spectacularly.” I grinned. “But if she starts calling herself my future stepmother, I’m ditching the company and moving to Switzerland.”
Charlotte’s laughter made me smile. “How long has your dad and Margo been dating?”
“Almost a year. I don’t want to talk about them anymore.”
“Okay.” She made the motion of zipping her lip.
“Can I try a piece of your pie?”
“Not yet. It has to cool still.”
I wouldn’t lie. The pie looked perfect—golden brown perfection with those little ridges where she pressed the fork around the edges. Steam rose from the slits on top, carrying a sweet, warm aroma that made my mouth water. The slice of pie I had earlier certainly didn’t look like hers, and I couldn’t wait to try a piece. But a piece of homemade peach pie wasn’t the only thing I was eyeing. Spending the day with her and Eloise at the farm, apple and pumpkin picking was better than I thought it would be. I’d almost say it was fun. I went with her to help her out. Now, it was her turn to help me out.
“Why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something on me?”
I walked over to where she stood by the stove and ran my thumb down the corner of her mouth, pretending she hadsomething there. Our eyes locked, and she knew exactly what I wanted.
“You had a little crumb or something there.” I smiled, leaning in and brushing my lips against hers.
Our kiss turned passionate as my hand roamed up her shirt. She stopped me and pulled back.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re willing to make another mistake?” Her brow arched.
Sighing, I ran my hand through my hair.
“Charlotte, I?—”
“No.” She held up her finger. “You said it could never happen again. So, I’m going to walk away.”
She began to walk away, and I gripped her arm.
“I know what I said, but—” The words hung between us like a challenge I wasn’t sure I was brave enough to accept.
“You can’t just say things like that and expect me to pretend everything’s normal, Ashton.”
“I shouldn’t have said it was a mistake. I’m sorry.”
“You’re only saying that because you want sex.” Her eye narrowed in a way that turned me on even more.
“That is not—okay, Charlotte.” I sighed. “You’re right. I do want to have sex with you again. The other night was amazing. And, if I’m being honest, it was a mistake because you’re my employee. But it’s not a mistake I regret.” I reached up and placed my hand on the side of her face. “I just freaked out after the fact because I was worried you were going to quit on me because we crossed a line.”
Before I knew it, she threw herself at me and smashed her lips against mine. Our kiss was feral, and my cock rose with excitement. Swooping her in my arms, I carried her upstairs to my bedroom and sat her on the bed. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the side while I undressed. Taking a condom from my wallet, I tossed it on the bed.
She removed her jeans and then her bra. Lying back on the bed, a smile graced her beautiful face as I spread her legs and buried my face between her thighs, tasting the sweetness I’d been craving since the previous night. A moan escaped her as I dipped a finger inside while my tongue worked her clit. A beautiful orgasm fell over her, and her body shook. Moving up, I took each of her perky breasts inside my mouth, lightly nipping at her hardened peaks, while my cock spasmed.
Tearing the wrapper from the condom, I rolled it over my cock, and it ripped.
