Page 4 of Forbidden Virgin

She squared her shoulders and nodded at the balding gentleman whose suit jacket seemed a bit too formal for the environment.

“Graham Davenport. I thought it could be you,” he said, and squeezed Graham’s shoulder.

If the man surprised him, Graham didn’t show it. He turned to see him with a grin, stood up and shook his hand. “Mark Preston. How are you?”

“I’m good. How about you and this lovely lady?” Mark said, and winked at her.

“Mark, meet Kate Crawford, she’s a trainee at The Port,” Graham said, gesturing to her. “Kate, Mark is a—

“Of course, I’ve heard of him,” she said, and surged to her feet to shake Mark’s hand. She’d discussed Mark Preston as an accomplished businessman in the East Coast who had certain quirks which often kept his opponents and associates on their toes. “Your book ‘Dealing with Success’ was one of the mandatory reads in my business class.”

Mark Preston nodded. “Very good. No wonder you brought your new trainee to such a nice place.”

“I wouldn’t do it any other way. She’s the daughter of a dear friend of mine. I need to keep my eye on her.”

And hopefully his hands too. “Yes, he’s being very thoughtful. I’m thirsty for knowledge.”

“Good. Why don’t you take her to my fundraiser party next week? This way she’ll see what it’s like when you have all sharks in one tank,” Mark said.

“I’d love to,” she said. She could squeal if she wasn’t trying to cling to her composure. I’ve secured another date with Graham. Score.

“Then it’s a deal.” He nodded, and told Graham, “See you then.”

She sat in her seat, and studied Graham’s beautiful features as Mark left. Graham pulled at his collar, and she wondered what Graham wanted from the renowned businessman. “Relax, Graham. It’s just us now.”

He frowned, and glanced around them as if to make sure no one else heard her.

She leaned in, eyes searching his. “Wanna hear something funny? I think of you when I touch myself,” she said, and a thread of empowerment rolled down her back. She’d never said anything of the sort to any guy. But now she couldn’t not say it—she hated pretending and avoiding. How could she go to Switzerland and make a life for herself based on dishonesty? She wanted Graham, and by the time she embarked to Europe, she’d no longer be a virgin.

His eyes reached his hairline. “What? No. You’re highly inappropriate, Kate. I should be an uncle-type figure to you.”

Time to up my game.“Say that to my pussy,” she said, and for the first time she saw a shade of red across his cheeks. She’d just made the great Graham Davenport blush. She hoped it wouldn’t be the last time.

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“Hi. What would you like to drink?” the pretty Asian waitress asked, and Graham made a mental note to tip her fifty percent for the timely interruption.

“A Mai Tai for me, please,” he said. He doubted nothing short of a whole bottle of vodka would make him forget the words he’d just heard from Kate’s sweet mouth. But at least it’d be a good distraction. When did Jacob’s younger daughter turn into a sex vixen?

“Same for me,” Kate said.

Graham gestured with his hand and told the waitress, “She’ll have a virgin one.”

Good grief. Kate wasn’t even old enough to drink alcoholic beverages and she wanted to use sexual innuendos?

Kate stuck out her tongue, and the waitress nodded and left them alone. “You’re no fun, Graham Davenport. After all those rumors about you being quite the womanizer, it’s really disappointing you’re not trying to get me drunk and give me a good pounding.”

Good pounding.Graham swallowed hard, but the stubborn lump continued throbbing in his throat. He skimmed their surroundings to make sure no one had heard the insanity. Thankfully, the people at other tables didn’t seem to pay attention to them, and a safe distance between tables guaranteed some privacy. Phew. “I hope you didn’t drink at your hotel room. Why else would you be saying all this nonsense?” How else could he explain her talking dirty?

She looked at him square in the eye, and his gut clenched. Desire stirred inside of him, and he cursed himself for it. “Because I want you. I always have. And now there’s nothing standing in our way; I’m twenty and my family is miles away.” She spoke with the confidence of a much older woman.

He coughed. His heart rate spiked so much he could hear the throb in his temple. All that time she’d wanted him too? When she’d tried to kiss him at the bonfire party he’d wondered if she acted like a typical brazen teenager. But now . . . he swallowed. Her boldness was real and age-proof. His cock hardened painfully against his boxers; thank God they weren’t standing.

“You think you want me because I’m a novelty,” he said, ignoring the irony of an old dude being the new thing for her.

“I disagree. You aren’t a novelty to me. Maybe you being with me would be new, but I’ve dreamed of it for a long time, Graham. Remember, I tried to kiss you once?”

Time to end the game. “Kate, I’m flattered, but I can’t get involved with you.”

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