And that was it.
That was the last word she spoke before her first kiss.
Oh God.
Her first kiss—-
Theirfirst kiss—-
And it was more than she could ever dream and hope for, leaving her unable to think. It only allowed her to feel, and a shudder racked Ilse’s body as the billionaire’s lips moved gently over hers, nibbling and nibbling, and she shuddered anew when he suddenly started sucking hard on her lower lip.
She had never ever thought a kiss could be both carnal and sweet, but every second of the billionaire’s kiss made Ilse realize just how little she knew. And when the billionaire finally managed to coax her lips to part, Ilse realized dazedly just how much more carnal and sweeter a kiss could get. His tongue boldly slipping inside her mouth, the billionaire teased her tongue with his, and as her tongue slowly and shyly moved against his, the billionaire moved to deepen the kiss—-
Ilse gasped against his lips, but the billionaire didn’t let up.
He kissed her even harder, and her senses started to swim.
When he finally let her up for air, she felt like the kiss had reduced her brain into mush, and she could barely hold on to a single coherent thought.
Goodness,Ilse thought, utterly overwhelmed.
Oh my goodness!
The blank look on her face made the billionaire curse under his breath. “God, Ilse.” He forced himself to release her and bent down to pick up the umbrella from the ground. Pulling her close to him, he muttered, “Stop staring at me, or I’m going to lose my head and fuck you right here.”
Ilse gasped, but he didn’t take the words back. She had to realize soon enough that there was no limit to how much he wanted her.
They started to walk again, Ilse acting sweetly docile and silent by his side, and he gripped her hand tightly.He had always considered possessiveness a tiring trait, the billionaire thought, but with Ilse he was beginning to see the need for it.
When they reached her workplace where her bike and his car were both parked, Ilse glanced up at him, seemingly startled that they had walked so far without her noticing.
Too damn irresistibly adorable,the billionaire thought, and he gave in to the urge to kiss her again.
When the billionaire bent his head, Ilse started. “J-Jaak——mmm.” His lips had started to move over hers in that wonderful way of his again, and she sighed helplessly, her arms wounding around his neck as she surrendered to the billionaire’s kiss. His lips coaxed hers to open, and her lips parted. His tongue invited her tongue to dance with it, and it did.
When he finally raised his head, they were both panting hard again, the sound so erotic it turned her cheeks a rosy shade of red. But then his head started to lower his head again, and Ilse didn’t know whether to gasp or laugh. “J-Jaak?”Really? He was going to kiss her again? Really?
“Mm?” His mouth momentarily stilled its descent, barely a fraction of an inch away from hers.
“We just kissed,” she pointed out helplessly.
“I know.”
That was it?But then his head started to lower, and she tried to lean away, protesting, “We’re in public—-”
“I don’t give a damn.” And then he was kissing her again, her toes curled hard, and she lost the battle for her senses once more. By the time he released her, Ilse’s lips were swollen and she had lost count of the number of kisses the billionaire had given her.
She glanced at the billionaire, and he had an air of intensely sexual satisfaction about him. That was a good thing...right?
“Jaak?”
“Mm?”
“I feel like I’ve given in too easily.”
Her candidness made his lips twitch, and he mimicked her solemn tone, saying, “Ilse?”
Brown eyes twinkling, she did the same to him, perfectly copying his blasé tone as she murmured her assent.“Mm?”
