Billionaire's Lies: A Novel Read Online Free
Author: Kendra King
my biggest fears! At least not in such a short amount of time.
Fortunately, the second destination was a theater and not a museum of spiders (if we were going to continue going on fear factor-type dates). The signs outside the rolling red carpet read that a famous comedian was starring featuring other rising stars.
As soon as we walked through the entrance, we were escorted to a V.I.P. section. It was as if the ushers knew Blake. A pang of jealousy shot through me. Has he brought other dates here before? I couldn't help but wonder.
Negative thoughts quickly fled my mind as Blake introduced me to the comedians before they got on stage. Soon after, the show began and we were served champagne, which only added to my extremely high spirits. The star comedian kept me laughing throughout the entire show.
At one point, they even took jabs at Blake in a roast-like manner! But he just smiled and took it all in stride; his composure made me even more attracted to him. There was this certain confidence about him, but it didn't veer onto arrogance or cockiness. I'd never met anyone else who possessed it, and for some reason it was getting me all hot and bothered, knowing how sure of himself he was.
Over the phone, I could never take the full effect of him. I could tell he was desirable, just from the way he spoke, but I never knew how desirable. His assurance in himself was sexy. I squirmed in my seat, trying to focus on my show, but it didn't go unnoticed by Blake. He squeezed my hand, stroking his thumb over my knuckles sensually. I glanced at him; his features were illuminated by the flickering candlelight set in the middle of our circular table. What sent my heartbeat into a frenzy were his eyes: they were narrowed in an expression I hadn't seen on his face yet. He was looking at me as if I was the most desirable woman in the room, and it took my breath away.
As good as the show was, I couldn't help but think, This show can't be over soon enough!
Chapter 4
Once the show was over, we said our goodbyes to the entertainers and returned to his waiting car.
My thighs kept rubbing together as I waited for Blake to settle into his seat beside me in the limo. It was almost embarrassing how wet I was for him already, and all he'd done was look at me. My heart was beating so fast, it was as if it was trying to tell me, Something is going to happen . In that moment, I'd already settled it in my mind. I was going to kiss Blake. I needed to kiss him. If it didn't work out, then we'd just go back to being online friends, but the pull within me was too strong to deny it. The ache between my legs was equally strong, if not more so.
Moments later, Blake took his place beside me wordlessly and we locked eyes. He made his move before I even had a chance to process how I would make mine. His muscular arm looped itself around my curvy waist and pulled me into him, my breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest. The driver pulled the partition closed to give us privacy, and it made my legs tremble in anticipation.
Blake brushed a few strands of my dark hair away from my face and looked into my eyes for another brief moment before lowering his face to mine. He focused on my lower lip, nibbling and pulling on it as he looped his other arm around me waist so I was straddling him in the dress Vanessa had me wear, that was too tight on me now that my thighs were spread around his waist. I tried to use my knees to keep me propped up above him because I knew that if I was sitting directly on his crotch, I'd leave him with a wet spot of evidence. But he wasn't having any of that. His firm hands gripped my waist and pressed me down on top of him so I could feel his hardness directly under me, his lips taking control of mine.
A force I couldn't explain had me responding to his silent commands like a horny schoolgirl. While I was returning his kisses, I attempted to pull him on top of me so he wouldn't
Fortunately, the second destination was a theater and not a museum of spiders (if we were going to continue going on fear factor-type dates). The signs outside the rolling red carpet read that a famous comedian was starring featuring other rising stars.
As soon as we walked through the entrance, we were escorted to a V.I.P. section. It was as if the ushers knew Blake. A pang of jealousy shot through me. Has he brought other dates here before? I couldn't help but wonder.
Negative thoughts quickly fled my mind as Blake introduced me to the comedians before they got on stage. Soon after, the show began and we were served champagne, which only added to my extremely high spirits. The star comedian kept me laughing throughout the entire show.
At one point, they even took jabs at Blake in a roast-like manner! But he just smiled and took it all in stride; his composure made me even more attracted to him. There was this certain confidence about him, but it didn't veer onto arrogance or cockiness. I'd never met anyone else who possessed it, and for some reason it was getting me all hot and bothered, knowing how sure of himself he was.
Over the phone, I could never take the full effect of him. I could tell he was desirable, just from the way he spoke, but I never knew how desirable. His assurance in himself was sexy. I squirmed in my seat, trying to focus on my show, but it didn't go unnoticed by Blake. He squeezed my hand, stroking his thumb over my knuckles sensually. I glanced at him; his features were illuminated by the flickering candlelight set in the middle of our circular table. What sent my heartbeat into a frenzy were his eyes: they were narrowed in an expression I hadn't seen on his face yet. He was looking at me as if I was the most desirable woman in the room, and it took my breath away.
As good as the show was, I couldn't help but think, This show can't be over soon enough!
Chapter 4
Once the show was over, we said our goodbyes to the entertainers and returned to his waiting car.
My thighs kept rubbing together as I waited for Blake to settle into his seat beside me in the limo. It was almost embarrassing how wet I was for him already, and all he'd done was look at me. My heart was beating so fast, it was as if it was trying to tell me, Something is going to happen . In that moment, I'd already settled it in my mind. I was going to kiss Blake. I needed to kiss him. If it didn't work out, then we'd just go back to being online friends, but the pull within me was too strong to deny it. The ache between my legs was equally strong, if not more so.
Moments later, Blake took his place beside me wordlessly and we locked eyes. He made his move before I even had a chance to process how I would make mine. His muscular arm looped itself around my curvy waist and pulled me into him, my breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest. The driver pulled the partition closed to give us privacy, and it made my legs tremble in anticipation.
Blake brushed a few strands of my dark hair away from my face and looked into my eyes for another brief moment before lowering his face to mine. He focused on my lower lip, nibbling and pulling on it as he looped his other arm around me waist so I was straddling him in the dress Vanessa had me wear, that was too tight on me now that my thighs were spread around his waist. I tried to use my knees to keep me propped up above him because I knew that if I was sitting directly on his crotch, I'd leave him with a wet spot of evidence. But he wasn't having any of that. His firm hands gripped my waist and pressed me down on top of him so I could feel his hardness directly under me, his lips taking control of mine.
A force I couldn't explain had me responding to his silent commands like a horny schoolgirl. While I was returning his kisses, I attempted to pull him on top of me so he wouldn't
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