Page 292 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 3

City of Sin - Chapter 52

Bee

I was the last one in the office tonight, as usual. I went through the document one last time. It was the final proposal for Sword Body Wash. Mr. Ellington had wanted an added clause in the pitch once he found out about the possible government shutdown. He wanted to make sure it was as provocative as possible, and the FCC disbanding would certainly let it be more provocative. The segment was airing on Tuesday. The government probably wouldn't shut down by then anyway, so this was a complete waste of my time. But it didn't matter, because I was done. I pressed send on the document.

I couldn't have been more excited to see Mason. I pulled out my phone. Earlier I had texted him, asking if he'd rather meet up tomorrow instead. He was out with his friends. And I had monopolized him for the past few weeks. But I was hoping he'd say he wanted to spend time with me instead. I couldn't get enough of him. It was hard to follow Kendra's advice about being careful when I was feeling like this. Mason said he wanted to be the reason why I stayed in New York. I think he already was. It was crazy to feel like this after just a few weeks.Right?

I looked down at my phone. He had never texted me back. I couldn't help but be a little disappointed. I had slept at his apartment every night for the past two weeks. He had a really nice place. But that wasn't the reason why I always agreed to spend the night. It was nice having someone to kiss goodnight and wake up next to. It was strange how familiar it seemed, yet different at the same time. Patrick had never looked at me theway Mason did. And it wasn't just that I wanted to stay, Mason usually insisted upon it. Like there was nothing he wanted more than to fall asleep with his arms wrapped around me. It didn't matter what he said. Or what Kendra liked to warn me about. Mason was a good guy. And I was falling for him.

Tonight, though, I would go home to my cold apartment alone. I didn't want to text him again. If he didn't want to see me, I could survive one night on my own. It was so strange how something could become normal so quickly. I liked when he met me outside of my office. I liked how he grabbed my hand and hailed down a taxi for us to share. And even though I had just seen him this morning, I missed him.

I switched my computer monitor off. I had definitely gotten used to having something to look forward to after work. I grabbed my jacket.

"Bee."

I smiled and turned around. Mason was standing there smiling back at me. His hair was a little mussed up and the tie around his neck was loosened. He looked more relaxed than he usually did. I wasn't sure if it was because he had been hanging out with his friends or if he had too much to drink. But he looked so handsome.

He closed the distance between us and leaned down and kissed me.

"I didn't think you were coming," I said.

He smiled and laid his jacket down on the back of my chair. "I wasn't going to stand you up. Is there anyone else here?"

"No. I'm the last one. But I'm done now, if you want to go..."

"I have a better idea." The way he was looking at me made my heart race. He kissed me again. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue. His hands drifted from my back to my ass.

"Mason." I put my hand on his chest. "Are you drunk?"

"No." He moved one of his hands to the side of my face. "I missed you. And I want you. God, I want you."

"I missed you too." I put my hands behind his neck. "But we should probably go home."

"Home?" He laughed and kissed the side of my neck.

"I mean, your place or my place. Either one of our homes. Wherever you want to go."What is wrong with me?

He kissed the side of my neck and unbuttoned the top button of my blouse. "I like that you're comfortable at my place. But I don't want to go home." He unbuttoned another of my buttons.

"Mason, we can't do this."

"You said you were the last one here." He lifted me up, pulling my thighs around his waist. "We can go home after I make you come." He pushed the papers on my desk out of the way. "A few times."

I laughed.

"Bee." He set me down on the edge of my desk. "You have two choices. Here or the cab." He put his hands on the desk on either side of me and raised his eyebrow.

I couldn't ever say no to him. I never wanted to. Especially when he looked at me like that. I grabbed his tie and pulled his face down to mine.

He quickly unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on my blouse, while his tongue collided with mine. He pushed up my skirt, tracing his hands along my bare skin. His fingers were cold, but the feeling of them against my skin made my whole body feel warm. I wanted him so badly. He slid his hand up the inside of my thigh.

I immediately put my hand on his erection, which was pressing through his dress pants.

He pulled back slightly. "In a hurry?"

"I don't want to get caught," I said breathlessly.

"Is that all?" He unhinged his belt and undid his pants.