Page 7 of British Billionaire
She lets out a deep breath. “So, like I said, I really put a lot of thought into this.”
“I would expect nothing less.”
“And I managed to whittle it down to three choices.”
“A dilemma.”
“I could have played is safe.”
“Always a good strategy.”
She looks at me with a stern scowl on her face. It’s like I’m back at school and my math teacher is telling me off for talking instead of doing my sums.
“Sorry,” I say, “continue.”
She nods her head. “Thank you.
“Now, as I was saying. I whittled it down to three choices. I could have played it safe. But, I figure, you’re not the kind of man who likes to play things safe.”
“I’m not,” I smile.
“And you’re already filthy rich.”
I smile again, taking a sip of my one-hundred-thousand-dollar a bottle red wine. “Beyond your wildest dreams.”
“So, really, my dilemma was; what to get the man that already has everything?”
I run my tongue over my lips and look at Poppy. This morning, when I met her, I thought Ididhave everything. But now I know that's not true. My life is empty without her.
“I don't have everything,” I growl. "Not yet."
Our eyes lock. My cock stiffens in my pants. I don’t know whether she understands my meaning. But the look that’s passing between us is full of sexual tension.
Would it be so wrong if I stood up and took her in my arms?
“So,” she continues, clearing her throat before she speaks, “I picked the application that would make the most difference in the world.”
“Water For More?” I can’t help but smile. Again she’s passed the test.
“It might not make you rich, but as far as legacies go, it’s unrivaled. You’ll change the world. Millions, maybe billions of people, will be better of for it.” Her face lights up with the idea of helping so many people. I didn’t think I could be more attracted to her. But with every second that passes I find something else to love about this gorgeous curvy princess sitting before me. “Can you imagine?” she asks. “All those people will have access to clean water! They won’t have to risk their lives just to quench their thirst. It will improve agriculture. It will boost local economies. People will be able to afford to send their children to school.”
I push my seat back and stand up. I can’t hold it in any longer. Sitting across from her. It’s driving me wild.
“Get up,” I say.
My voice sounds more severe than I meant it to. Poppy looks at me with fear in her eyes.
Her chair scrapes against the wood floor as she rises from the table.
“Did I do something wrong?”
I step forward and take her hand in mine. I look at her fingers. Her nails. My eyes run up her soft round arm until I’m looking her straight in the eyes and the blood pumping in my cock is so savage I’m surprised she can’t hear it. Like a river in the rainy season.
“You’re perfect,” I close the distance between us until we’re almost touching. “You’re the most perfect fucking woman I’ve ever fucking met. And I want you to be mine.”
Her eyes dart to the ground and then slowly look up at me. A rosy red hue covers her cheeks.
I didn’t mean to embarrass her, but fuck me if she isn’t the hottest woman alive when she’s blushing.
