AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I finger the black beaded bracelet on his wrist and wonder about it. It’s out of place next to the luxury watch.
“You’re not like any billionaire I’ve met.” It’s out of my mouth before I mean to say it. His eyes spark.
“Met a lot of us, have you?”
Shit. My guard is down and causing me to blurt out things I normally wouldn’t. Not good. Time to say good night.
I move to stand but he presses me deeper into the sofa with his big body.
“La Perla isn’t cheap,” he points out. He’s referring to my lingerie. Another special purchase I couldn’t bear parting with when I fled my old life.
“It was a gift from an old boyfriend,” I lie.
Nate hums.
“I should go.”
“You’re not going anywhere without me. I promised to deliver you safely to your car, after all.”
“I could call a car to take me back to the art institute,” I inform him.
“You could. But don’t.” His sincere request stops me cold.
“Okay,” I agree. I should be reeling. Sleeping with him was careless. I gave in to my needs and took what I wanted. I haven’t allowed myself to do that in a long, long time. I’m out of practice. I can’t make myself regret it. Us having sex was as inevitable as the tide rolling out after it’s rolled in. And the possibility of seeing him was exactly why I wore my finest lingerie.
God, that was great sex.
Memories of what we did together run over me like silk. It’s been a while since I’ve been laid, a longer while since I’ve been laid so thoroughly. His mouth on me, bringing me to orgasm with his tongue, was decadent.
I could stand more of that in the near future.
He tasted good too. I haven’t gone down on anyone since…wow, an even longer time than the sex. That typically doesn’t appeal, but I was compelled to bring him to his knees after he weakened mine.
Don’t think I didn’t notice he wouldn’t let me be on top. I’ve never had more fun battling for control.
“Let’s play a game.” He sits up.
“Thought we just did.”
“I want to know more about you. You don’t want to tell me. Why?”
“Because it’s none of your business,” I inform him with a breezy laugh. “Access to my body doesn’t give you free run of my being, Nathaniel.”
“I’ll answer your questions if you answer mine.”
“No deal. I don’t find you very interesting.”
His grin is wolfish. “You lie well, Viv.”
I like when he calls me Viv. It’s like he knows me, and there’s a part of me lurking beneath the surface who wants to be known. Keeping up my guard is even more tiring than small talk.
“I’ll give you one pass if I ask something too sensitive. Maximum three questions for each of us.”
“Are you this curious?” I ask, more flattered than alarmed.
“Yes.”
I’m sliding through my life on half-truths. He’s so honest it’s flooring. The risk of answering his questions is at once exciting and frightening.
