Admit You Want Me: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Irresistible Billionaires Book 3)

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by Ajme Williams


  That was just the way love worked for some people. Love wasn’t always what my friends got to enjoy with their partners. Sometimes, it was a transaction between people who needed something specific and didn’t want to stay around for the ugly stuff.

  I mean, look at Toby and the girl he had just insulted. I was one hundred percent sure; I would bet my firstborn child on the fact that their reasons for even being seen together were surface level at best. He wouldn’t be seen with her if she wasn’t a smoking hot twenty-year-old model, and she wouldn’t be with him if he wasn’t filthy rich.

  I could only assume so much about Toby since we were still only acquaintances, but it seemed like he was the type that didn’t do things by the book, in a bad way. Love and relationships in his life looked like transactions that you did at the bank.

  As long as everyone got what they were expecting and asked for, was there anything wrong with that?

  I waited for the elevator and heard someone walk up and stand next to me. I glanced over. So did he. It was Toby. He nodded and gave me a small smile. Did I tell him that I saw Alisha knock his lights out or no?

  “You have a ride home tonight?” he asked me as we walked out of the elevator.

  “What? Oh yeah of course. I was gonna get a cab or take the subway or something. No big deal.”

  “Oh no, do not take the subway under any circumstances. If you need cab fare, I can give you some.” Sure, the subway was gross but what did he think took place in there? I didn’t need any cab fare, but it was nice of him to offer. He seemed like a nice man; all things considered. In our limited interaction, he was definitely polite and cordial, I could say that for certain. With women, things looked a little weird but otherwise…

  I had two eyes however in both of them worked exceptionally well. What I did not know about his personality, I knew about his looks. Toby was the kind of good looking that was not supposed to be seen in the tech world in which he worked. The company he had co-founded with Easton, Missy’s fiancé, produced drones, and he looked absolutely nothing like the kind of nerd who sat down for hours on end doing that kind of work.

  He was tall, and through the suit he was wearing, I could tell had a solid, built physique. His hair, cut short was almost black, and his eyes too were like dark coffee. He had a handsome face and a nose that was a tiny little bit crooked but in a way that made him look rugged. His jaw had a sprinkling of ten-day scruff and was the sort of chiseled that got people jobs as models. He was quite good at dressing as well. Adding his net worth to the deal, no wonder so many women wanted a piece.

  I wanted a piece.

  I swear to God, I hadn’t thought of Toby in that way until just now. It had been a long, very long time since a man who was not a medical professional had touched me. Toby just upstairs had made it very clear that all he wanted was a roll in the hay, no expectations, no disappointments, and his date had declined the offer.

  I was willing to take it if it was still on the table. I mean, what did I really have to lose? If he said no, I could have a lovely night alone with my battery-operated boyfriend just like any other night. If he said yes then tonight, I wouldn’t be doing all the work.

  “Let me hail you a cab,” he said once we were outside. I wrapped my jacket a little tighter around me against the brisk wind. I looked at him and spurred on by liquid courage from all the wine Easton and Missy had fed us tonight, I propositioned him.

  “What happened to that date of yours?”

  “Who? Oh, she decided to leave early.”

  “Is that really what happened?” I asked him. He stopped trying to hail me a cab and turned to look at me.

  “Did she tell you something different?”

  “Didn’t have to. I overheard the conversation the two of you had on the terrace.”

  “Well, if you already knew what happened, then why did you ask?”

  “Because you offered her a night of hot, no strings attached sex, and she declined. That sure is some coincidence, because I’m offering the same thing. Do I have any takers?”

  He laughed and he took a little step back, running his hand through his hair. Maybe he wasn’t used to women propositioning him so boldly, but tonight was not a night for feigned modesty.

  “What’s so funny?” I asked him.

  “Nothing. I just didn’t realize you had those feelings for me.”

  “Oh no, no feelings. I’m horny and last I heard, so were you. Just in and out, no strings attached sex. That was what you were offering right? Well, that’s what I’m offering.” He chuckled and ran a hand over his face. If I was sober, I would have over-analyzed that gesture and completely chickened out of my proposal but at the moment, I didn’t care. I wanted what I wanted from him, but if he ended up declining it, oh well.

  “Are you sure?” He said to me. His face looked a little different. Even in the dark, I could make out the intensity of his eyes as he looked at me. I had him.

  “Get us a cab and I’ll show you just how sure I am.” He got his phone out.

  “No need, I have a limo.” I actually laughed out loud. Of course, he had a limo. Of course, he was the kind of man that drove around New York City in a limousine. God, rich people were so corny sometimes. We were only outside for a few more minutes, standing so close to each other that the sexual tension fizzled between us. The limo pulled up, and he opened the door for me, letting me in first.

  The inside of the car looked like some landlords charged twelve hundred in rent for in the city. Before we were even moving, his hands were on me. His hands cupped my face and he pressed me back into the seat with his body, kissing me.

  Was making out always this hot? Maybe it was just me. I could swear that a lack of sex made you lose your mind a little bit. That was why I had propositioned Toby tonight in the way that I had. Once I got a little bit of dick tonight, I would be clear-minded and calm. All he had done so for was kiss me, but I could feel myself getting wet. Tonight, was going to be worth it, it was going to be so worth it.

  “Lie down.”

  “What?” I was a little delirious from the kiss. Instead of waiting for me to do it, Toby yanked me towards him so I collapsed back onto the seat with my legs up. He got between them and started pulling off my underwear. I started laughing out of excitement and arousal. A large part of me was still in disbelief that this was happening. We made eye contact through my open legs.

  “Are you sure you want this?” he asked me again. I was absolutely certain. A beautiful billionaire man had me in the back of his limo and he wanted to ravish me. Was I an idiot? Of course, I was sure.

  He dipped between my legs and his lips made contact with mine. It felt so good, I felt like I could sink into the seat. Dematerialize into a liquid and just evaporate. I lost all sense of manners and decorum, moaning, and making a grab for his hair. He didn’t seem to mind, working on me with his lips and tongue. God, it felt like so few men were willing to do that, and even fewer were actually good at it. How did I get so lucky?

  I hadn’t had anyone down there in years, literal years. You can bet I was grateful but I wasn’t going to let him know that. I felt my orgasm start deep inside me. It got hard to breathe and I felt like I was going to explode.

  And then I did.

  I cried out, pulling Toby’s hair as I came.

  Christ. I needed that one.

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  Book 1: Admit You Miss Me (Charlie and Brenna)

  Book 2: Admit You Love Me (Niall and Eddy)

  Book 3: Admit You Want Me (Easton and Missy)

  Book 4: Admit You Need Me ( Toby and Maggie)

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