CRAVED (By the Alpha Billionaire #1) Read Online Free Page A

breathtakingly beautiful mouthy little spitfire. I watched her curvy ass switch with each step she took down the stairway, and I bit my lip as I let go of what might have been and what almost was.
    “Maisie,” I called out, her sweet musk still on my tongue. She kept walking, heading toward the airport lobby. I ran down the stairs and followed her, kicking gravel beneath my shoes. “Wait up.”
    I reached for her arm and spun her around to face me.
    “I’d kiss you, but I just…you know,” I said.
    “Ugh.” She rolled her eyes, refusing to look at me.
    “You said you’re a teacher,” I said.
    “So?”
    “You on spring break this week?”
    “Mmhm.”
    “Want to come to New York for a few days? Get away from all this?”
    Her aqua eyes lifted to meet my gaze, as if she were briefly considering it.
    “No.”

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
FIVE
     
    Maisie
     
    I wanted to go with him. So bad. But it was crazy. I couldn’t. I didn’t even know him.
    “Okay,” he said, seeming shocked at my answer. He sucked in a deep breath through his full lips, the same ones that had been covering my most intimate parts just a few minutes ago. “That’s really too bad. I wasn’t quite done with you.”
    A zing of electricity soared through my stomach. The logistics of hopping on a plane with him right then and there without so much as a toothbrush packed quelled my desire to do anything spontaneous.
    “You and me,” I said. “We’re not meant to be.”
    He held his hands up in defense. “Whoa. Who said anything about that?”
    He leaned in, his breath tickling my ear.
    “I’m talking about a little fun. Mind-blowing, out of this world, mindless, indulgent fuck sessions. You and me. Four days. And when it’s all over and done with, I’ll fly you back home and you can forget all about me.”
    My heart paced rapidly in my chest, and my stomach churned as I straddled the line between giving into what my body wanted and listening to the voice in the back of my mind that told me this was how people got killed.
    Nothing about Sawyer screamed serial killer, then again, he could charm the socks off a snake if he really wanted to. That alone was pretty dangerous.
    “What?” he said, pulling away and studying my face. He reached up and brushed a wisp of blonde hair out of my eyes. “Tell me what you’re thinking about right now. What’s going through that pretty little head of yours? It’s not like you to be so quiet.”
    My thoughts raced, filling my mind with 101 incomplete thoughts and random scenarios. I glanced over his shoulder, at the shiny jet being driven out to the tarmac. He was leaving soon. I didn’t have time to give it much more thought. I had to decide.
    “Four days,” he said, stepping into my space and charging the innocent spring air between us with undeniable electricity. “Four of the best days of your entire life.”
    “You don’t know anything about me,” I objected. “You don’t know how old I am. My last name.”
    “I don’t want a relationship with you, Maisie,” he said. “I just want that mouth on my cock and that pussy in my bed for a few days.”
    I worried my lip, my eyes shifting from the plane to him and back.
    His hand reached up and grazed the side of my cheek. “You see the problem,” he said. “Is that you’re exactly the kind of girl I crave, and that’s going to be a problem for me. Once I leave here, I’m not going to be able to get you out of my system. And believe it or not, I’m going to miss my Mouthy Maisie.”
    He craved me? He was going to miss me? My core began to tingle with desire. No man had ever spoken that way to me before. No man had ever begged me to fly back home with him on his private jet, promising to do things to my body no one had ever done before.
    “So what’s your decision, Maisie?” he asked. “You coming with me?”
     
    TO BE CONTINUED (VERY SOON!)…
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