COLD INNOCENCE (snowed in with the billionaire #1) (billionaire erotic romance) Read Online Free Page A

warm
breath along her face.
    “You don’t know me,” Stephanie
whispered.
    “I don’t need to,” Nathaniel replied. “I’ll
create what I need from you… and you’ll let me. Steph .”
    Stephanie’s lips parted as she shuddered.
She felt herself wanting to whimper. It didn’t seem possible to be
this heated for a man, but she was.
    Nathaniel took away that last little bit of
separation and kissed Stephanie.
    His lips were there, and gone, leaving
Stephanie kissing the air, wanting more. The tip of his nose
touched Stephanie’s, his eyes staring into hers.
    “You’re mine,” he whispered.
    “So you say,” Stephanie replied.
    In the few seconds that moved along in
silence, Stephanie let herself fall into the fantasy before her.
Snowed in at a lodge with a sexy billionaire. They were each
other’s only companions, sexually or not. She had come with the
intention of making a statement to her company, desperate for a
job, but now she just felt desperate for Nathaniel.
    “You think your company would have hired
you?”
    “I don’t know,” Stephanie said. “I had some
good work to show.”
    “A hopeless temp worker trying to save
money?”
    Nathaniel smiled and then kissed Stephanie
again. The kiss was as hot as the first one but Stephanie felt her
lip curling. Her hands gripped the arms of the chair.
    “Hopeless temp…?”
    “Sure,” Nathaniel said. “Coming an hour
early. Wanting to make an impression. You know, if that were me,
I’d shuffle temps in and out. I’ve done it. Let them handle the
grunt work while the real employees do the real work.”
    “So I’m not real?” Stephanie asked.
    Nathaniel put a hand to Stephanie’s face,
his thumb grazing her cheek. His other hand touched her leg,
cutting inside and moving up, dangerously close. Stephanie’s
instincts made her slam her legs shut.
    “Oh, you’re real, Steph,” Nathaniel said.
“Real to me. I can use your lust this weekend.”
    “Lust? You think I have lust for you?”
    Stephanie tried to smile but Nathaniel’s
hand slid from her cheek to her mouth, holding it. His eyes went
wide and she took a deep breath. Her heart raced. At first she
thought it was fear but when Nathaniel tightened his grip on her
leg, she realized she was turned on by the action. The command in
his eyes, his grip. The desire that poured from him. It was a
controlled desire, the kind that made Stephanie feel like she were
the only woman in existence.
    Technically, she was.
    With the snow adding upon itself by the
second, the roads closed, the pending late afternoon turning into
night, there were only two hearts beating, miles upon miles away
from any other person or people.
    “I don’t need to think when I know,”
Nathaniel said.
    His mouth opened and moved towards Stephanie
again. His hand let her mouth go, leaving just his fingertips under
her chin. Stephanie opened her mouth, her tongue and body turned
on, wanting and needing Nathaniel. He was an inch away from
Stephanie when he stopped. That tiny space between them exploded
with erotic electricity. It was fed by Nathaniel, accepted by
Stephanie. Her right hand let go of the chair and started to reach
for Nathaniel. A move like that was unheard of from Stephanie. Her
fingers touched his pants and she moved up, hoping she was near a
sexual place on Nathaniel. She envisioned holding him, gripping
him, stroking him.
    Nathaniel suddenly stood up, his lips far
away, his hands not touching Stephanie. She watched him slip his
hands back into his pockets and his face changed from the man
dripping with sexual need to the sexy man made of stone.
    “You should find a place to relax,” he said.
“I have some business to tend to while we’re here.”
    “Billionaire stuff?” Stephanie asked,
knowing that she sounded snobby and pissed off.
    She may have sounded that way, but she
wasn’t. She was horny, every possible sensual spot on her body
throbbed and every erotic sense heightened to the max. Her nose
found a