Page 20 of Contract of a Billionaire

Chapter6

Alessio

Fuck me.

Or I’d fuck her. Yeah, that was a much better plan.

She had gone and done a one-eighty on me.

I had expected we’d find ourselves here. I had not anticipated Autumn playing the seductress.

She wasn’t very experienced. I made sure boys stayed away from her for her last four years in college. Because I’d wanted her for myself. My brain stopped working the moment I saw her four years ago. Half-naked temptation sent to destroy me.

Autumn’s movements were too jerky as she moved those gorgeous legs of hers, but it was an even bigger turn on than anything I ever had before.

She smelled delicious. Like cinnamon, apples, and fresh fallen leaves. Like fall. Her name suited her.

It was hard to keep my eyes off her. She wore a red mini skirt that barely covered her thighs, and a slinky black top that played peekaboo, giving a tiny glimpse of her breast each time she moved.

“Is it true you keep a flask in your suit?” Autumn asked out of nowhere. I cocked my eyebrow. How did the minx know that? Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “Branka told me.”

“And how does my sister know?” I inquired. Not that it was a secret. Then I remembered there was a period where my flasks kept disappearing. “Did you and my sister steal my flasks?”

She shrugged. “Maybe once or twice.”

I shook my head and my lips tugged up. She had to be the only woman, apart from my sister, who didn’t seem scared of me. The attraction that sizzled between us frightened her, but otherwise, she didn’t seem to fear me at all.

I dug out my flask and handed it to her.

“Bottoms up?” She grinned, then winked.

“I wouldn’t recommend it,” I grumbled. It was a hundred-year-old cognac and strong as fuck.

Autumn tipped back her head and swallowed. I watched her throat work as she swallowed her drink and my dick pulsed against the zipper of my suit pants.

I wondered how many men had tasted those plump lips. My grip tightened around the wheel. Just the idea of another man touching her made me want to go on a murder spree. The obsession over this woman would be my doom.

Did it stop me? Fuck no.

I was aware of her eyes studying me, curiosity and excitement in those hazel greens. Green equals lust. Duly noted.

I returned my eyes back to the road, and all the while, I sensed her gaze on me.

“Autumn, if you have something to say, you better say it.”

From the peripheral, I noticed her cheeks color with a pink blush. I couldn’t help but to imagine how far I could make her blush spread. She nibbled on her lower lip. It seemed to be a nervous habit but sexy as fuck.

“Have you had many women?” she blurted out the question like she was scared she’d lose her courage halfway through.

“Why?”

She shrugged her slim shoulders. “I’ll tell you my number if you tell me yours.”

My teeth clenched and my jaw ticked. If I found out her number, I’d demand the names and then I’d hunt those boys down. Jealousy ate at me. Who in the fuck dared to touch her? I ensured for the past four years that all her dates went nowhere.

It didn’t take much to dissuade those boys to stay the fuck away from Autumn.

“Better not,” I gritted.