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Billy looks surprised, but then his eyes take on a heated look as they smolder at me. "I would love to, doll."
My cheeks heat at the endearment, and I decide that I'll never love anything more than hearing Billy Mayor call me "doll."
"I love it when you do that," Billy suddenly says, his voice husky.
My heart flutters in my chest as I stare up at him, my throat suddenly dry. "Do what?"
He reaches out and strokes his thumb over my cheek. "When you blush like that for me."
I can't speak. All I can do is stare up at him as he continues to stroke my cheek, his gaze roving over my face like he wants to commit it to memory.
Is this real? Can this really be happening?
I stare into his blue eyes that are blazing at me hotter than any flame.
We just stand there staring at each other, him stroking my cheek oh so tenderly until he finally pulls in a shaky breath and steps away from me, dropping his hand.
"Christ," he murmurs.
My face flames brighter, and I turn to open my door, suddenly embarrassed and wondering if I did something wrong. Hell, I probably looked like an idiot just standing there staring up at him. Was I supposed to do something? Say something?
I don't know because for all of my talk, I've never really been with a guy. I might be a shameless flirt, but I know relatively nothing about the opposite sex other than what I've read about in books.
We walk quietly into the building, and I unlock the door to my apartment and step inside.
"Would you like something to drink?" I offer, suddenly even more nervous.
He nods. "Yeah, a beer would be nice."
I nod and move to my small kitchen to grab us two beers. I hand him one and take a sip of mine, my gaze fluttering up to his.
I feel like I'm about to vibrate right out of my skin. I'm so nervous that I don't know what to do with myself—which is odd because I'mnevernervous.
But Billy does something inexplicable to me.
Billy sets his beer down and walks over to me, his expression darkening with desire. Without a word, he clasps his hand around my waist and pulls me towards him. I gasp, feeling my body flush with heat as he leans in closer to me.
"I can't wait any longer," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I need to have you, doll."
My heart practically leaps out of my chest at his words. Is he really saying what I think he's saying?
Before I can even respond, he captures my lips in a searing kiss. His mouth is hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping in to tangle with mine. I moan into his mouth, my hands gripping onto his shoulders as he pulls me closer to him.
He breaks the kiss and stares down at me with darkened eyes. "I need you," he repeats, his voice thick with desire.
I nod, feeling a sudden surge of bravery. I want this too. I want him.
He picks me up effortlessly and carries me towards my bedroom, his lips trailing kisses down my neck and collarbone. I let out a breathy sigh, feeling my body pulse with pleasure at his touch.
When we reach my bed, he lays me down gently, his eyes never leaving mine. He takes off his shirt, revealing his toned and muscular chest. I can't help but stare as heat pools between my legs.
He leans down and captures my lips in another kiss, his hands trailing down my body to pull off my clothes. I'm naked beneath him, feeling vulnerable and exposed, but also incredibly aroused.
"So fucking perfect—just like I knew you would be," he says as his gaze roves over me before he proceeds to lick and kiss every inch of me.
I feel his hands shaking as they skate across my skin, and my own shake too as I touch him back, marveling at the cords of muscle rippling across his arms and chest.
"Fuck, Jessie," he finally groans as he shucks off his pants.
