Enthralled by a Billionaire by Lexi Jordan Page B

for him to make her forget. The way he did with every glance,
every kiss. He made the world seem insignificant. Part of the
reason he'd been working so much was because how far behind he fell
when she first moved in. She promised herself she wouldn't disturb
him, but she couldn't help herself. What was wrong with a little
text? It wouldn't even take minute to read. She pulled out her
phone and messaged him, "Missing you so much."
    He texted back, "How's
school?"
    "Dreadful. I can't wait for it to be
over."
    "Want me to take a long lunch and meet
you at campus?"
    As much as she wanted to let him work,
she also wanted to see him. A lunch date would make her feel better
and help her get through the rest of the day. "Sure. My next class
ends at 1."
    "See you then."
    Emma hugged the phone to her chest.
She was so glad to have Dylan.
    She headed off to her next class.
Intro to Philosophy went by uneventfully and Emma spent most of the
class watching the clock. After class, Emma headed to the parking
lot near the quad and spotted Dylan's car right away, a luxury
sedan with tinted windows that he usually used when he was driving
himself instead of Jamal driving.
    Emma opened the door and climbed in.
She leaned over the divider and kissed Dylan.
    "So, what do you want for
lunch?"
    Emma was so wound up, the last thing
she wanted to do was sit at some expensive restaurant pretending to
be prim and proper. "Anything with a drive-thru, I don't want to
get out the car."
    Dylan quirked a brow but then said,
"If that's what you want."
    Thirty minutes later they were parked
on top of a cliff overlooking the city eating burgers and drinking
milkshakes. Emma relayed the entire Art room saga, noticing his
frown from the corner of her eye when she got to the part about not
being anything yet.
    "I'm sorry. I asked Clay to let you in
the class because I thought you'd enjoy it. If it's making you feel
that bad, you should just drop it."
    Emma shook her head. "You don't get
it. I can't drop it. People like me don't get chances like that.
And if I just toss it away, it seems downright ungrateful, don't
it?"
    They had finished their food. Dylan
reached over and pulled Emma into his lap. "I don't know. I just
want you to be happy. What would make you happy?"
    "If I could make it through the rest
of the day without making a damn fool of myself."
    "Your problem is you're overthinking
everything. You're too worried and that's what's tripping you up.
What you need is a distraction. Something to focus on so you can
relax and enjoy school."
    Emma rubbed her thighs together as
heat built between them. "And what kind of distraction would you
suggest?"
    Dylan cupped her face and leaned in to
kiss her. "Give me a minute I'm sure I can come up with
something."
    Dylan’s kisses were heavenly. The
passion in his eyes, the skill of his hands and the clean scent of
his aftershave all worked together to send Emma into a
tizzy.
    She undid his belt and pants with one
hand. She’d gotten quite good at undressing him. By the time she’d
worked her hand into his boxers to grasp him, he was already hard
for her. She pulled his cock out, and then slid off his lap so she
could run her tongue teasingly across the tip. With his seat all
the way back, she fit easily between his legs. Dylan let out a
small sound which Emma could only describe as a whimper. His hips
thrust, shoving his engorged member in her face. She gave him
another teasing lick and then grinned at him.
    Dylan slid his fingers under her
layers of chestnut curls, running them across her scalp in a way
that felt too good for words. Then he made a fist, grabbing her
hair at the base. The other hand he wrapped around his cock and
made sure it found its way into her wide open mouth.
    She ran her tongue along his length as
his pushed deeper down her throat. She had no trouble taking all of
him and eagerly slurped and sucked as he fucked her face. Her
French manicured nails dug into his thighs as her head bobbed