by Sharon Rose
He went silent for some time while his eyes lingered at her, studying her face and her reaction, maybe her sincerity, too, in a closer range.
And she couldn’t help but feel damned nervous. Her palms started to sweat out. She wasn’t sure if she fucked up her chance by being candid. She couldn’t tell that by the mere look on his face alone.
“I admire your honesty, Katrina…” He broke the gaping silence between them after a few, uncomfortable moments. “But-”
“Did I offend you with my answer?” she instantly cut him off. She immediately panicked when she heard the word ‘but,’ and she became defensive.
Oh dear Lord, please, let him not lose his interest in her! Let him not be offended by her! She didn’t want to blow her only chance to solve her family’s financial woes.
“Well...” He straightened his back as his eyes bored at her. “Yes… and no…” he answered pensively.
His vague answer made her feel more nervous.
Anxiously, she clasped her hands, in an unknowing position, as if she was praying. “I didn’t mean to offend you, Xavier,” she hastily tried to explain her side. “It’s just that...” Crap! She and her big mouth! Now she had a lot of explaining to do. And she better eloquently explain herself. Argh!
She swallowed real hard, pacifying the hysterical tension that gripped through her. “I’m just being honest here, you know.” She couldn’t think of anything else to say to avoid hurting her chances more. How could she screw herself?
“I know, Katrina,” his voice was smooth when he spoke. There was no sense of bitterness in it. “You’re actually right. Those women who came here and applied to my ad are just like you. They’re after the money they can get from it. That’s a given when I made money the bait in the first place. I actually don’t care about that...”
She breathed a sigh of relief. That was good to know. Thank God, she didn’t fuck up her chances, after all.
“But there’s just one thing that I do care about, and this is very important. What I’m after, Katrina, is this - I want to know this, can you turn me on? Can you do that… Katrina?” His gray eyes held her gaze, sending waves of electrical sensations all over her, challenging her. “That’s all I want to know. If you can do it, then, you’re in.”
Her heart hammered like crazy inside her chest. Her body tingled from head to foot. Oh God, could she do that? Could she turn this intimidating billionaire on? How? She was inexperienced when it comes to sex. She clearly told him something that wasn’t true. She wasn’t good in bed. Damn!
But there was only one thing that she needed to do in order to make this man marry her, and that was to turn him on. For an experienced woman, it was an easy thing to do. Surely, a piece of cake. But for someone like her who was still completely innocent and inexperienced, it was a challenge. She hadn’t seduced any man all her life, but she had to now. Her family’s future depended on it. It was their only hope.
She would seduce him. She would turn this billionaire on big time with her little knowledge of the opposite sex. She would drive him wild until he would go out of his mind. That way, she could do her own bidding.
She raised her face, and looked at him straight in the eyes, accepting his carnal challenge. “Yes,” she answered with conviction. “I can turn you on, Xavier,” she confidently declared. “I’ll make you go crazy over me, until you’ll want me like you have never wanted anyone else in your life.”
Geezzz… was that her speaking? Even her own voice sounded strange to her. It was embarrassing to talk to a man like this, but she hid her embarrassment, for it wouldn’t bring her good. She had to be a completely different person, at least today.
She’d never talked in a sexual manner with a man before. She was raised in a modest household, and she wasn’t really the type of a lady who’s fixated with the opposite sex. Instead, she loved spending her time studying her lessons. She got even more dedicated to her studies after her mother died. She was taking up Law, and her ceiling high reading materials ate most of her time.
She had male friends and acquaintances, but she only shared a platonic relationship with a limited number of the male population. But she was a different person today. She wasn’t an inexperienced, innocent, never been touched, never been kissed, demure woman. Today, she was a sex goddess, a nymphet who could turn on any man, especially this hot billionaire who must marry her, by hook or by crook.
She willed all her guts to back her up, and bravely fought his intimidating stare. Instinctively, she ran her tongue over her lips, initially, just to draw moisture, but she could see the sinister effect it brought to him.
His eyes riveted at her lips. She saw something flickered in his eyes – a huge fireball of desire that made her palms sweat even more, but it vanished the moment she took a blink.
“Okay, hun, do your moves. Turn me on,” he whispered softly in a thickening accent.
And the air inside the fully-air-conditioned office became humid. She felt as if she broke a sweat or two. Her heartbeat was thudding heavily against her chest, her insides wanted to churn. Geezzz, what had she gotten herself into with? This was absolutely crazy!
“I’m waiting, Katrina…” he whispered with a hint of impatience in his throaty voice.
She jumped to her feet. The last thing that she wanted was to aggravate her only ticket to solve her family’s dilemma. She was here to impress him, and not to make him wait.
With shaking knees, she stood up. Her heartbeat was erratic, but she tried her best to remain calm and composed. She placed her bag on the table, while drawing a long, deep breath. Then, she slowly but confidently approached him.
He was sitting comfortably in his swivel chair, looking like a hedonistic patriarch.
It’s now or never at all, she told herself. This was the make or break moment. And she better had to give her best to make it, and not to break her only chance to get her family out of their predicament.
Images of her sick father, her sister dropping out of school, and their about to be forfeited farm, flashed in her mind. And those were more than enough to give her the courage to do something that she had never done before - seduce a man. An extraordinary man. A man like Xavier Yuchengco – billionaire extraordinaire, stuff of every woman’s desire, and the only man who could make her stomach flutter.
Chapter 10
Xavier held his breath as he looked at her, as she walked slowly towards him. Blood was coursing through his veins, pounding in excitement as it filled his bloodstream in a rushing speed. He had never been so excited like this all his life.
His eyes riveted on her. He wanted to capture every bit of her – her face, her body, her movements, and just even a tiny, trivial thing about her. And he just couldn’t take her eyes off her. He was completely smitten.
Katrina had an amazing gracefulness as she swayed her wide, full hips, as she approached him in a manner that made the heavy thudding in his chest became an intense earthquake. She was looking at him straight in the eyes, but behind the facade of boldness that she bravely put on, he could sense that she was quite shy, but there was something in her that looked so fierce and determined.
She stopped in front of him, her faint shadow cast on him, making her look dominant as if she could put him under her mercy. But it only added exhilaration to the rush of excitement in his blood.
He looked up, keeping up with her pace, with her tantalizing movements.
She smiled at him, a sweet smile that made his world turn upside down. She ducked her head, shoving her face closer to his. Her sweet scent assaulted his nostrils, and his senses ran amok.
Damn! This woman wasn’t just lovely, but she smelled like the sweetest flower, too!
“Hello, Xavier…” she whispered with an oh-so-sexy voice. Her warm breathing tickled the sensitive tissues in his ear.
A sharp fireball of heat blasted through his core, rushed to every fiber of his being, and exponentially concentrated in painful concentration in his gut. Holy fuck! But he cou
ld feel his hard erection, straining against the fabric of his pants!
“Yes… I can turn you on, Xavier. I’ll make you go crazy over me, until you’ll want me like you have never wanted anyone else in your life.”
He took a sharp intake of breath. He was fucking more than just turned on at this bloody moment.
Katrina was just starting to seduce him, yet he was already panting in agonizing need to be buried deep in her molten sheets. His hands were itching to grab her, pin her down the floor, strip her of her clothes, and dig his throbbing manhood in her core. The need to be inside her was overwhelming.
Ah… it had been a while since he was panting in desperate need to fuck a pussy. How he missed the feeling! It felt so darn good! Finally, he was back on track. Thank God!
Her arms draped around his shoulders, imprisoning him, shoving her intoxicating sweet scent more to his nose. He breathed through her fresh, sweet scent. It was more potent than the most expensive perfume.
She sat on his lap, spread her legs openly in front of him, straddling him. She was wearing a skin tight jeans, and the mound of flesh between the junction of her thighs was fleshy and apparent.
The thought that he was looking at her feminity made his mouth water. That was the most precious part of a woman that could make a man go out of his mind. And oh Lordy, it was such a lovely, carnal sight!
Her soft hands crawled to his chest, slipped inside his suit, and touched his bare chest. Her soft fingers scraped against the hardness of his pert nipple. It created ripples of sensations all over him. It was a gripping moment where sensations plagued through him, titillated him, and uncontrollably took over his sanity. He just closed his eyes to savor the moment, amazed at how this woman could make him feel.
“Hmmmn…” she purred right in front of his ear.
That faint, below a whisper sound triggered sexy thoughts in his mind. He wanted her to purr like that when he was pounding hard in her, maybe even louder and harder, until he made her pussy was sore and red, until she was clenching hard around him, lost in the intensity of her own release.
He groaned hard with the thought. His cock violently twitched in his pants. It was demanding to break free from confinement.
He opened his eyes. Her face was just a few millimeters away from his. Her hot breathing was blowing on his face, and so was his into hers. It was intimate.
He caught her looking at him with a carnal hunger in her eyes, as if she wanted to devour him. Their eyes locked at each other, as their faces moved closer, like there was a magnetic force between them.
For a moment, he thought that she would kiss him. But she didn’t. Her lips landed on his chest instead. But it wasn’t a bit less intense.
His heart skipped a beat when her lips pressed on his chest. He groaned aloud, as if in pain, as shock waves of sensations exploded like a powerful dynamite in that part of his body.
Whoah! This lovely woman was surely a tease! And he was beyond turned on. His manhood stirred in violent frenzy, and suddenly, a creamy liquid smeared around the tip of his cock, dampening his cotton boxers.
Damn precum! he cussed under his breath. That fast! That easy! And he wanted to already mercilessly jack off like a silly, inexperienced boy.
And he lost control. With his body craving in intense need, he stood on his feet, dragged her in his arms, and pushed her against the wall. His one hand held her leg, pulled it up, and strapped it around his hips. His other hand cupped her chin, and his face crashed into hers, lips covered her mouth, kissing her thoroughly as if there was no tomorrow.
Fuck, but he had never desired a woman as much as he desired her right now! The intensity was just so overwhelming, and he couldn’t contain it. He was dying to possess her. He was agonizingly longing to go as deep as he could in her creamy, burning core. He simply couldn’t wait to fuck this woman for as long as he pleased, but her lips tasted saccharine sweet, that he wanted to devour every corner of her mouth. And he delved his tongue deep in her mouth, ravaging every recess that he could unravel, tasting her sweetness as if it was like food that could satisfy his hunger.
She moaned. And he liked the sound that came out of her throat. It was sexy, just like her. And he wanted her to moan for him, harder and louder, until he couldn’t hear anything else but her whimpers and cries.
The rampaging need inside him roared even more. Her lips tasted like an oasis in the desert, but he wanted more. He wanted to explore everything that she could offer. He wanted to unravel how and why this woman could make him feel like this – ravenous to the point that he was losing control.
His lips abandoned her mouth, only to trail wet and hard kisses down her neck, sucking her skin, leaving little, reddish marks that would be more evident a few hours later. Marks that would remind her that she was owned. Owned by him.
His burning lips slipped further down, down to the valley between her breasts. Then, with greedy movements, his mouth hungrily claimed her breasts one after the other. He was panting hard as he alternately sucked her tips, randomly biting her nipples every time that the flare of burning desire that was housed inside him would intensely fluctuate.
It didn’t matter that she still had her clothes on, or that she was still wearing her bra. There was no thick pads, anyways, that prevented him from freely devouring the lusciousness of her full, firm breasts.
Ah... so he was right. Her breasts were naturally luscious, round and full. Just like how he imagined them to be.
“Xavier… oh…” she moaned softly. Her back arched, shoving her breasts closer to his face.
Her sexy, soft moan pumped more supply of testosterone in his bloodstream. His manhood pulsated even more as he grew insanely longer and thicker in his pants. The pain in his groin became unbearable. The clamor at the top of his cock was surging uncontrollably and was threatening to explode any moment.
Fuck, he had to consummate their union before he’s going to mess up!
Undress her. Fuck her. Now!
That was what his whole body was screaming at him. That was what he was dying to do. And he couldn’t take it anymore.
He groaned hard as all consuming passion ripped every sense of remaining control he still had in possession. With his mouth deliciously latched at one of her breasts, his hands attacked the button of her jeans.
He wanted to strip her naked for as fast as he could. The need in his gut couldn’t wait any longer, but he struggled to unbutton her pants.
“Fuck buttons!” he cursed impatiently. His hands were horrendously shaking, and in frustration and impatience, he had the urge to just rip her pants off.
He hated to take his mouth off her tit, but he had to. He had to use his goddamned eyes if he wanted to successfully strip her off of her pants.
He straightened his back, pulled the tip of her blouse up, so he could take a good look at the button of her pants. His fingers successfully unsnapped the button, much to his relief.
Finally!
He was about to unzip her fly when her hands stopped him.
“No…” she softly protested. “No…” she repeated, harder this time around.
But his fingers continued to move, and drag the zipper down, opening her fly.
“No!” Her body froze. She looked as if she had just awaken from a dream. “No!” she screamed at him. Then, she shoved his hands off her fly, and pushed him away. “Stop… stop it!”
The anger that assaulted him right at that very moment was appalling. She just couldn’t say no to him! She just couldn’t left him hanging by the thread, and insanely about to cum, when she’d carnally seduced him! How dare her do this to him!
He disregarded her. He was fuming mad. It was as if he hadn’t heard anything. He grabbed her pants back, and attempted to pull it down her hips. All he wanted was for her to spread her legs for him, so he could fuck her really nice and hard.
But she struggled and fought, slapping his hands away from her. ”I said, stop! Stop it, Xavier!” She was feisty when she scowled at him
.
He was panting when he took a step back. His eyes were emitting embers of dangerous passion that was exorbitantly denied. He cussed under his breath. Things suddenly turned ugly.
“What is this all about, Katrina?” he snapped angrily at her. His groin was aching really bad, and every fiber of his body was sweltering in rebellion. And he was furious, too furious, that she made him feel like a fool. Was he toying on him?
They had a deal. She had to turn him on so that he would accept her as his wife and his baby momma. And she had cinched that deal. That was bloody obvious when he couldn’t wait to get his hands inside her pants. He wanted her so bad that he thought he might go out of his mind if he couldn’t have her. Right at this very minute.
She pulled her zipper up, and snapped her pants back.
“We have a deal, woman,” he said through clenched teeth.
She faced him squarely, unfazed by the fury on his face. “Yes, we have a deal, Xavier,” she spoke in a relaxed manner.
“Then, what is this all about?” He snatched her elbow, as he snarled at her furiously. “You’ll soon be my wife—“
“But we’re not married yet, Xavier,” she cut him off. “You can’t fuck me yet. Not yet,” she emphasized every word that came out of her saucy mouth. “Not until we’re married,” she declared with finality.
He answered with a disgruntled groan. The thought that he couldn’t have her right there and then made his cock violently yank inside his pants out of rebellion.
He was Xavier Yuchengco. A king in his own banking empire. A man who does his own bidding. Everybody scuttles when he barks his celestial orders. No one had ever dared say no to him. No one had ever dared deny him of sex. Until today. Until this feisty woman named Katrina de Leon walked in his orbit.