Page 32 of The Billionaire's Classmate

Maria salivated as the aroma of baked chicken, rice and vegetables met her nose.

“It smells wonderful,” she said politely. “Did you cook this?”

“I did,” he answered, smiling.

Daniel put several portions of each dish on her plate, and then on his own. Maria took a bite, and nearly groaned at the flavor.

“Where did you learn to cook like this?” Maria asked.

“Well, I’ve spent a lot of time in restaurants,” he answered. “My dad was a chef, and I worked in restaurants. So I picked up a few things.”

“When did you ever work in a restaurant?” Maria asked him, intrigued.

“I worked all through high school, and then I worked all through law school,” he said. “Harvard doesn’t pay for itself.”

“I had no idea,” Maria blinked.

“There’s a lot people don’t know about me,” he winked at her. “But, you don’t advertise your struggles, you advertise your successes.”

Maria thought on that statement as Daniel poured them each a glass of wine. She was becoming more and more curious about the man in front of her.

As the dinner progressed, each of them spent time telling one another about themselves. Work never came up, which surprised Maria to no end. She had always pegged Daniel as a workaholic, who bought things and slept with women in his leisure time. He was slowly revealing another side, one that enjoyed art and literature, as well as camping and hiking. All in all, he seemed much more… human.

Even after they finished eating, they moved into the living room, and took their wine to continue their conversation. Maria, too, was revealing her history to Daniel. She let him in, telling him about her tastes and interests, and even about the unfortunate events of her childhood. He was gentle with his response, but Maria had been quick to change the subject. She had never told anyone about that, and she had no idea why she was suddenly letting Daniel inside.

The conversation lulled, and the two sipped their wine as they looked out at the city through the large window that made up Daniel’s living room wall. Maria looked over at Daniel. She was feeling the effects of her wine, and she couldn’t help but notice Daniel’s strong body. She remembered how he had felt as he pounded into her, and she couldn’t help but squirm a little on his couch.

Daniel felt the movement, much to her embarrassment, and he turned to her. She saw his eyes darken as he took in the way her body was reacting, but he looked away as he met her eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he shook his head. “I didn’t ask you here to sleep with you.”

Maria could not help the slight feeling of disappointment. Silence spread out between them.

“I really enjoyed your company tonight,” he said to her.

“Thank you for having me,” Maria smiled softly.

“Let me give you a ride home,” Daniel stood, setting his glass on the coffee table.

He moved over to Maria and held his hand out to help her to her feet. From where he stood, though, Maria could see his erection through the fine material of his slacks. On impulse, she leaned forward and nuzzled her face against his member.

Daniel hissed at the sensation, and his hand promptly moved to the top of her head, holding her away from him.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice strained.

“I want you,” Maria whispered, her eyes looking up at him from where she still sat on the couch. Her hands moved to his thighs, and she began trailing them up closer and closer to his entrapped erection.

“Please,” Daniel seized her wrists in one hand. “If I sleep with you, you’ll think that’s all I want from you.”

Maria blinked, taken aback by his words.

“What exactly do you want from me?” she asked, frowning in her confusion.

“I invited you here so we could get to know each other,” he said, frustrated. “I… you’re… you’re different from other women. I don’t know what it is but… I don’t just want you for sex.”

Maria frowned. This revelation was making her head spin, but her body was still throbbing with desire.

“I don’t just want you for sex either,” Maria said aloud as she realized it. Over the course of their evening, Maria had felt her feelings develop toward Daniel. She found herself wanting to move forward, get to know him even more. She wanted to have a real relationship with him.