with her beer. “Put it on. I bet I could still quote at least two-thirds of the movie. If not more.”
Charlie was intrigued but not about her knowledge of the movie. He suddenly knew without a doubt that he had to have Gemma Darlings. And he had to have her tonight.
“Do you have a boyfriend, Gemma?” he said as he sat his plate down. She cocked her head but didn’t look uncomfortable with the question.
“Would it matter to you?” she asked with a small smile.
Charlie leaned forward and rested a hand on her knee. “What makes you think I’m asking for me?”
“Must be something about the way you look at me,” she said as she leaned forward. She reached up and brushed her fingers along his cheek. “Your eyes are just a little bit darker than when I came in. Like there’s lust in them.”
He moved a little closer to her on the couch. “You’re not getting off the couch,” he pointed out. “And you’re eyeing me like you’d like to see what I look like without these boxers on.”
Her eyes roamed freely over his naked chest. “Actually, your boxers leave very little to the imagination. You’ve been hard ever since you sat down.”
“Care to do anything about that?” His voice dropped another octave as her fingers brushed over his arms.
“I only just met you. What would you think of me of I just hopped into bed with you?”
Charlie had to bite back a moan as his fingers roamed lower and moved across his abdomen. It was the lightest of touches, and it was driving him insane. “I would think that you’re a woman who doesn’t deny herself something that she wants. That’s my favorite kind of woman.”
He leaned over and captured her lips. The spark between them was instant, and she smoothed the palms of her hands over the muscles of his back. Her lips were warm and yielding as they opened for him. When they finally broke apart, he could see the desire and uncertainly in her eyes.
“Maybe just tonight,” she whispered. “Just a little something to escape.”
Their plates crashed to the floor as he leaned over her and pushed her body further into the cushions. Nothing held her back as she explored him, and her kiss made him dizzy with want. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced in his entire life.
He should have seen it as a warning sign, but he wanted her. He needed her. And he was going to have her.
Chapter Three
A million thoughts were running through her head as he removed her shirt, but not a single one was no. She’s wanted him from the moment she stepped into his home, and she didn’t want to deny herself this.
Stress and anxiety had weighed her down for months, and she needed to relieve tension. Somehow, she knew without a doubt that billionaire bad boy Charlie Connor knew his way around the female body.
As he ran his fingers under the lace of her bra, electric pulses sent shivers down her body. She arched beneath him and let him unhook the back of her bra. Cold air had her nipples tightening, but he immediately bent his head to taste her. As his tongue lapped over her points, she gasped. She had no idea that her nipples could be so sensitive, but they were responding to him like no other.
He moved lower down her body until he reached the waistband of her pants. Ruffling her fingers through his air, she bit her lip as she watched him. He deftly undid the snap of her jeans, and she moved her hips so that he could slide them down her body. Underneath, she wore a thin purple strap of lace that barely covered anything. He pushed himself up and looked down to admire her.
“You are so beautiful,” he said hoarsely.
Gemma was so surprised that she actually snorted as she laughed. “I’m sorry. I just didn’t imagine that coming out of your mouth.”
He cocked his head as he stared at her, and she suddenly grew uncomfortable under his intense gaze. What was going on between them? “What did you expect?” he asked finally.
“Something dirty,” she said as she
Charlie was intrigued but not about her knowledge of the movie. He suddenly knew without a doubt that he had to have Gemma Darlings. And he had to have her tonight.
“Do you have a boyfriend, Gemma?” he said as he sat his plate down. She cocked her head but didn’t look uncomfortable with the question.
“Would it matter to you?” she asked with a small smile.
Charlie leaned forward and rested a hand on her knee. “What makes you think I’m asking for me?”
“Must be something about the way you look at me,” she said as she leaned forward. She reached up and brushed her fingers along his cheek. “Your eyes are just a little bit darker than when I came in. Like there’s lust in them.”
He moved a little closer to her on the couch. “You’re not getting off the couch,” he pointed out. “And you’re eyeing me like you’d like to see what I look like without these boxers on.”
Her eyes roamed freely over his naked chest. “Actually, your boxers leave very little to the imagination. You’ve been hard ever since you sat down.”
“Care to do anything about that?” His voice dropped another octave as her fingers brushed over his arms.
“I only just met you. What would you think of me of I just hopped into bed with you?”
Charlie had to bite back a moan as his fingers roamed lower and moved across his abdomen. It was the lightest of touches, and it was driving him insane. “I would think that you’re a woman who doesn’t deny herself something that she wants. That’s my favorite kind of woman.”
He leaned over and captured her lips. The spark between them was instant, and she smoothed the palms of her hands over the muscles of his back. Her lips were warm and yielding as they opened for him. When they finally broke apart, he could see the desire and uncertainly in her eyes.
“Maybe just tonight,” she whispered. “Just a little something to escape.”
Their plates crashed to the floor as he leaned over her and pushed her body further into the cushions. Nothing held her back as she explored him, and her kiss made him dizzy with want. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced in his entire life.
He should have seen it as a warning sign, but he wanted her. He needed her. And he was going to have her.
Chapter Three
A million thoughts were running through her head as he removed her shirt, but not a single one was no. She’s wanted him from the moment she stepped into his home, and she didn’t want to deny herself this.
Stress and anxiety had weighed her down for months, and she needed to relieve tension. Somehow, she knew without a doubt that billionaire bad boy Charlie Connor knew his way around the female body.
As he ran his fingers under the lace of her bra, electric pulses sent shivers down her body. She arched beneath him and let him unhook the back of her bra. Cold air had her nipples tightening, but he immediately bent his head to taste her. As his tongue lapped over her points, she gasped. She had no idea that her nipples could be so sensitive, but they were responding to him like no other.
He moved lower down her body until he reached the waistband of her pants. Ruffling her fingers through his air, she bit her lip as she watched him. He deftly undid the snap of her jeans, and she moved her hips so that he could slide them down her body. Underneath, she wore a thin purple strap of lace that barely covered anything. He pushed himself up and looked down to admire her.
“You are so beautiful,” he said hoarsely.
Gemma was so surprised that she actually snorted as she laughed. “I’m sorry. I just didn’t imagine that coming out of your mouth.”
He cocked his head as he stared at her, and she suddenly grew uncomfortable under his intense gaze. What was going on between them? “What did you expect?” he asked finally.
“Something dirty,” she said as she
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