At the Billionaire's Pleasure 3: For Love or Lust? (BDSM Billionaire Series) by M.G. Morgan Page B

emphasis on each letter as though I was a child who couldn’t understand what he was saying. He moved back towards me and wrapped me in his arms. His hands slid inside the coat slowly, pressing in against my skin and dragging me in tight against his body.
    When he kissed me, a frisson of desire passed between us. It surprised me and I moaned softly, my mouth opening to him. He nibbled along my lips before tangling his tongue with mine. I melted against him, my body limp in his arms.
    I broke the kiss. My arms pushing against his chest. The little voice of reason screamed at me. What was I doing? Was I crazy?
    David looked at me with a surprised expression. “Carrie?”
    “I have to go. I’m sorry I need time to think. After everything that’s happened with Richard and now you. I just need some time to get my head straight.”
    David sighed and released me from his grip. I could see the disappointment in his eyes, as though I had just failed some sort of test. But I couldn’t help it. I did need time to think. I needed to get as far away from David as I possibly could and sort things out in my head.
    “Fine. But I won’t wait very long for you. If you don’t come back by tomorrow morning then that is it. My offer is off the table.”
    “Offer?” Was this the business proposal he had spoken of?
    “When you return. If you return then I have a proposition for you. But not until you return. I need you to be sure, Carrie. I don’t want someone who will flake out on me at the last moment or when they’re a little unsure about something. I need someone who wants to be here. Who wants what I can give them. I thought that was you. But we’ll see.” He turned his back on me and moved away.
    I had failed some sort of test and now here I was caught up in another one. How did I get myself into these predicaments?
    Once more I closed my coat and headed for the door. His voice made me pause.
    “ I’ll have my car bring you home.” His voice was cold and he never looked at me as he spoke. It was as though he was mentally withdrawing from me already. I turned and opened the door but he was there first. His hand closing over mine. He wrapped his arms around my body and lifted me from the floor.
    “I haven’t forgotten that you have no shoes.” He carried me from his apartment and down to the elevator.
    “David.”
    He shot me a cold look before I could get the rest of my sentence out. I sealed my lips together and he held me in silence as the lift travelled down. Upon reaching the ground floor I expected to be shamed as people coming in and out of the apartment building saw me in my dishevelled state. But when the doors opened I was relieved to discover we were in the underground car park .
    David carried me to the car. The engine was already idling and the driver didn’t seem fazed by David carrying me out of the building only hours before he had carried me in. The driver held the door and David slid me in across the seat.
    I looked up into his eyes but he was completely shut down. I couldn’t see any flicker of emotion as he fixed the coat around my thighs. I was his secretary once again. No more and no less.
    He closed the door and watched as the driver got in behind the wheel.
    “I’m going to...”
    “I know, ma’am.” The driver cut me off before I could share my address. Colour mounted my cheeks as I sat back against the cold leather. No doubt he thought I was some type of one night stand that David had picked up.
    Well isn’t that what you are? The little voice in my mind piped up. I couldn’t deny it. It was right. I was little more than a one night stand but it was my fault it had gone this way. If I had just kept my mouth shut. If I had crushed my doubts and fears down inside me then this wouldn’t be happening. I could have enjoyed what he was willing to offer me and been happy. For once in my life I could have had what I wanted and been happy. But my stupid insecurities had to get in the way.
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