Page 16 of The Wrong Proposal


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“May I have your business card before you leave?”

I stick out my chin. “You couldn’t afford me.”

And for the first time, he laughs, and it reaches his eyes. “I’m willing to pay in other ways.”

“A bit ahead of yourself, aren’t you?”

He stands. I step backward, one, then another. I’m gazing into those heated eyes.

He takes a step.

I move back.

Our lips are only inches away.

His hands are by his sides.

And then my legs hit the edge of the bed.

I’m so aroused all common sense is lost.

“Are you leaving, Penny?” He kicks off his shoes, undoes his belt, and then his shirt buttons.

Yes, I’m leaving.

The words don’t get a chance to pass my lips because his shirt is tossed to the chair, and I’m staring at his tanned, muscled chest and a freaking thirty-pack of abs. Holy mother of fucks. Franklin is gorgeous.

“I decided to stay,” I manage before slowly lowering my ass to the bed.

His eyes are fixed on me as he slides his trousers down his athletic thighs, his erection bobbing against the band of his underwear.

I swallow, unable to look away. Franklin has the king of dicks if there is a king of dicks.

Do I wait for him to undress me, or do I start to undress myself?

He’s about to remove his underwear, so I peer down to my shoes to unbuckle the straps because I’m weirding myself out by staring at him.

“Penny.” His voice is demanding. “Do not touch your shoes. Look at me.”

I meet his eyes and watch without looking directly at his crotch as he slides his briefs down his thighs and kicks them to the side. With his hands on his hips, he stares at me as though he’s waiting for me to lower my gaze. He caresses his dick as though it’s a trophy. In a way, it is.

“Do you want this?”

My gaze lowers, and I’m staring, really staring, at his thick, beautiful cock. I nod and lick my lips. I’m ready. Straightening my back, I look at Franklin and spread my legs. Franklin comes to stand between my thighs. Before he has a chance to touch me, I take charge and guide his cock to my mouth. Sliding my lips around him, I start slowly, and as I build, he moves with me, not forcing me to take all of him in.

“Is this how it’s going to be, Penny?” His hands are in my hair, and with a slight tug, my head tilts so I’m staring into those sexy eyes, giving him the pleasure he seeks.

He thrusts gently, slowly speeding up, and I move my head in sync with his actions. His audible breaths tell me he is building, and I celebrate internally because I’m the one who will give him the first orgasm. It’s a small win.

More moans escape him as I move my tongue around his cock, tickling the end as he withdraws. One hand rests on my shoulder, and the other is in my hair, wrapping it around his fist.

“Penny,” he moans. “I’m going to come.”

He’s letting me know, but I’m going all the way like a freaking pro. It’s been too long, and I’m back on the horse, riding it to the finish line. I suck him harder and faster until he comes, his body jerking with a final thrust. I swallow him, close my eyes, and keep swallowing. There’s another tug on my hair, and my eyes flash open. He slides his cock out of my mouth, falls to his knees, and kisses me. He is all over my lips, and then his tongue glides over mine, and I feel a sense of kink that he is tasting himself inside my mouth. Our kiss is hotter than the one in the foyer, and I am ready for this. My clothes are an unwanted barrier, so I slide my dress over my shoulders, needing to get naked now.

“Penny,” he growls against my lips. “Stop.” He positions me in the middle of the bed. “We have all night.”

Being out of practice, I am not going to last much longer. He takes my leg, lifts it, and removes one stiletto. He dots kisses from my ankle along my calf, and I flop back on the mattress, covering my eyes with my arm. A shiver rolls over me when his lips reach the inside of my thigh. His fingers trace a line ahead of his kiss, caressing my skin. He kisses my sex, and I thrust my hips ever so lightly.

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