Rich as Sin: A Billionaire Romance (Beauties and Billionaires) by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

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Mena

He’s kissing my neck, hands tickling me as they wind around my waist as he pulls me past the dining room. Through the open heavy wooden doors I see couples mingling, sipping on pre-dinner drinks. “Aren’t we supposed to be in there?”

“In a minute.” We go further down the hall. He opens a black lacquered door, tugging me into a room.

“Where are we?” I look around. It’s a library. The walls are dark wood, the sofas and chairs a worn leather, the drapes a deep green velvet. A heavy desk, its top clear, sits unused. The walls are lined with shelves, the shelves lined with leather bound books.

He locks the door.

I stand in the center of the room, hands clasped before me, nervous butterflies suddenly taking flight in my quivering belly. I stare at him, large and looming and powerful, his back against the door, his arms crossed over his chest as his eyes drag over my body, starting at my painted toes peeking out of my strappy silver sandals, skimming over the slit in the red silk flowing over my body that shows off my leg, holding at the curve of my hips, rising and pausing on the peek-a-boo inner curve of my breasts.

He looks at me like I’m something to devour.

His gaze is so intense…

It’s consuming me. With only his eyes he somehow manages to heat my skin, my blood, my core. My sex gives a little pulse, arousal pooling between my thighs. Another pair of designer silk panties Rich is responsible for ruining.

He takes a step toward me. “Now that I’ve got you all alone… what to do with you?” Leaving his arms crossed over his chest, he brings a hand to his face, cupping his chin. He’s so close now I can smell the light scent of his cologne—he took my advice and now he’s wearing the perfect amount—and feel the heat of him emanating toward me.

His breath warms me, the whisper of his words sending tingles down my spine. A finger trails along my collarbone, traveling down the curve of my breast. “What. To. Do. With. You.”

Breath catches in the back of my throat. My lids flutter closed. I want to reach out, to touch him, but his energy tells me I’m to stand here, powerless, while he decides what he will do with me. My fingers open and close at my sides. Yearning but obeying.

He’s behind me now, brushing the hair from my neck, lips against my skin, arms around me, hands cupping my breasts, my nipples tightening against the silky fabric of my dress. A hand slipping down the deep-V front of my dress. His other hand slipping into the slit of my dress, running up my inner thigh, fingertips pressing against the damp gusset of my panties, rubbing along my seam. His hand cups my sex, fingers pressing at me, fabric stretching across my entrance. The pad of his thumb finds my clit, and as he cups my sex, he rubs over my sensitive bud.

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