A Tropical Rendezvous: A BWWM Interracial Bad Boy Billionaire Multicultural Romance (African American Romance) (30 page)

“Alright,” I skimmed through all the profiles and narrowed down the search to those who didn’t have anything against mages then looked up at him. I turned and almost jumped at how close he was to me. “Um, do you want to sit?”

“It’s fine.” His eyes locked on me.

“Okay, well how about her?” He said you liked blondes, right? I pointed to a girl on the screen with blonde hair and blue eyes.

I felt his fingers brush my thigh, just below where my skirt ended.

“No.”

“Why not?” I asked suppressing an eye roll.

“Can I see the next one?”

“Alright.” I took a deep breath trying not to get stressed as we moved to the next girl. I glanced at him. His head titled to the left.

“She’s got a nice ass.”

I looked back at the picture. I had to admit, she did. “It’s not that nice in real life.” I rebutted. I’d just seen her the other day, she was newly listed.

Jason chuckled. “Thanks for the honesty. Next one?”

I clicked on the next girl. I turned to look at him but he wasn’t looking at the screen. He was staring down my shirt. I cleared my throat.

“Maybe we should narrow down the results.” He finally looked away and turned his attention to me. “Is there anything you know you want?”

“Yes.”

I waited a couple of seconds before letting out a deep breath and this time rolling my eyes. “And what is you want?”

~

I stared at the girl in front of me. What did I want? That was an easy answer. I wanted her.

I wasn’t sure what it was about her. I’d come here to find someone yes, but I’d never thought about that someone being the person who is supposed to find me a match. There was something about the way she rolled her eyes at me, and flirted in a dry kind of way. The way she stared when I took my shirt off. I took a deep breath looking at the screen. What did I want?

My fingers brushed against her thigh again, this time higher, inching towards the inside of her leg. “I don’t want any of these girls.” I said.

She let out another huff of frustration. “Well if you help me narrow down the search results we can find someone who is more to your liking.”

I’d already found her. She drove me crazy in some way. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her all day. It was stupid and I knew that, I’m sure there was something against this in her contract but I didn’t care. I stepped away from her, pulling my hand away from her thigh. She stared at me, her big brown eyes were wide.

“What is it you want, Mr. Keen?” I swallowed dryly. It was now or never, I glanced back at the computer then to her. She tapped her foot crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t have all night. I still have four other clients that I have to make sure are happy with the matches I’ve picked out for them and sitting back here isn’t going to make it easy for them to find me if, no when, they want to complain about something. So please, just tell me what you’re looking for or what it is you
do
want in a partner so I can find it for you.”

“You.”

There. I said it.

She stared at me, her mouth falling open into a perfect little o. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks, but then again I couldn’t take it back now.

“I want you.” I said it again.

~

I stared at him. I had been perfectly content pretending that I didn’t realize his hand was on my thigh, or that he was checking me out. I’d been perfectly content pretending that I didn’t like the way his hand felt against my skin, and that I wanted to get rid of him; okay that part I wasn’t pretending because I knew if I couldn’t get rid of him it would be a pain in the ass for me. I couldn’t deny I was into him.

But no. He had to take that away from me. Now I couldn’t pretend any of it. My mind raced as I tried to think of something to say. He stepped towards me. My heart skipped a beat.

“I…”

“I’m sorry if you didn’t like what I said.” He glanced down at my hand. “I noticed you weren’t wearing your ring. That man talking to you earlier, was that your husband?”

“No.” I admitted.

“He’s not here?” He raised an eyebrow. “Does he usually come to these things?”

I opened my mouth, embarrassed. “He’s not real.” I said quickly. “A-a ring normally keeps guys away.”

“Is that what you want? For me to stay away?”

I stared at him. Was that what I wanted? Not really to be honest. I swallowed dryly and shook my head. I didn’t want him away from me. I wanted him very, very close. “No.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “No?”

It took me a couple seconds to collect myself but when I did a smile spread across my face. “I have someone I think you might be interested in.”

He raised an eyebrow. “But-”

“Just hold on.” I cut him off and took a shaky breath.

I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. That I
wanted
to do this. I bit my lip as my fingers touched the top of my skirt. His eyes followed every move. With one quick motion the skirt lay around my ankles.

I adjusted my curls out of my face and stepped towards him. “Is this more to your liking?”

His eyes roamed over me. “She’s perfect.” He paced around me in a circle and grabbed my wrist, pulling me against him as his hand ran over the curves of my body. My heart raced as I took a deep breath.
I can’t believe I’m doing this
. But here I was, half naked in my office with a client. His teeth grazed my neck gently.

“You’re doing this to me, aren’t you?” If I could get him to admit that he was tricking me, that he had a spell on me, maybe I could fight it.

“No.” His hot breath touched my ear. I let out a soft moan.

“You have to be.”

“I would never influence you.” He whispered his and on my wrist moved to my hips, pulling me against him. I moaned feeling his erection against my ass. He let out a deep breath.

“Fuck.” His cock pressed against his pants as his hand slipped down my body towards my panties. I pulled away and turned to face him. My eyes locked on his. “Say it again.” I needed to watch him. I was trained to detect a lie.

“I’m not tricking you, Jess. I want you but not just sexually. I don’t want any of the potential matches on your computer. I want you. I want to fuck you, I want to take you out to dinner, hell I might even bring you home to my mother one day.”

I stepped towards him. “Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves.” I said licking my lips, trying to restore some moisture to them.

“And where do you suggest we start?” I stepped around him and pressed myself against the desk as I flicked my computer off. “How about that whole fucking me thing? That sounds like a good place to start if you ask me.”

Jason grinned. He closed the distance between us as he unzipped his fly.

“Take your shirt off.”

“I thought my abs didn’t impress you.” He grinned loosening the black tie around his neck before unbuttoning his shirt, too slowly for my liking.

I pulled my own shirt over my head, happy I’d worn my black lace bralette, and pulled him close to me. I had his shirt unbuttoned within a matter of seconds, though I’m pretty sure I broke one of the buttons.

“Do you want me that bad?” He grinned pushing my panties to the side.

I nodded unable to trust my voice with him so close to me.

He stepped towards me, his warm lips touched mine ever so gently.

My fingers tangled into his hair pulling him closer to me, trying to get him as close to me as possible, trying to show him how much I wanted him. Our kiss grew more passionate. My teeth grazed his lower lip. He let out a deep breath, his eyes rolling back for a fraction of a second. He pulled away from me, a grin spreading over his face.

My heart skipped a beat. “What?”

“I um, almost forgot.” He reached into his pocket and grabbed something. My heart did a backflip. How could I have been so careless?

I watched as he tore into the packaging and slipped the condom over his cock before stepping back towards me.

He grabbed my hips, his eyes locked on mine. “You sure about this?”

I nodded. I wasn’t going to take it back now. I needed him inside me. I bit back a moan as his head pressed against my folds. My eyes roll back.
Oh god, yes.
I gasped as he pushed into me gently. My fingers dug into his skin.

I bit back a moan.

“Remember, you’re at work.” He whispered. “You better be quiet or everyone will hear you.”

Oh god. I could just imagine what they would think about me if they knew I was in my office fucking a client. Then again, could they blame me?

The idea sent a shiver of excitement down my spine. I pulled him into a kiss that border lined aggressive. He nipped my lower lip, my nails dug into his chest as he thrust in and out of me, faster and harder.              

“Jess, let me please you… let me…” I didn’t need him to finish his sentence to know what he wanted. I nodded. I’d heard so much about it, of course when the paranormal came out paranormal sex was the biggest fad.

“Say it.

“I want you to use your magic on me.” My voice came out stronger than I ever thought it would.

A grin spread over his fast as he pulled away just enough to look me up and down. “Let me know if it’s too much, alright?”

I nodded.

He touched my lips. A hot tingle rushed through me. My heart raced as he pulled away and touched my breast. He pinched my nipple gently and heat rushed through my body. I moaned, my eyes rolling back. He let go of my nipple and traced his finger down my belly. I moaned as heat filled my body, hot arousal whipped around inside me, I moaned, my eyes rolling back already so close to orgasm.

Jason grinned.

Each time he was faster and rougher with me. It took everything I had not to moan, or even scream.

“Harder.” I whispered. “Please.”

Jason’s lips touched mine as his finger came to rest on my clit. I gasped arching as heat rushed through me. He pulled away from me just then.

“Turn around.”

I swallowed dryly and nodded, doing as he’d told me. I felt his cock slide into me without any issue. Fast and hard.

His hands traced over my uppermost thighs and over the curves of my ass. I moaned as my body tingled. He reached between my legs. My hips buckled as I stifled a scream. My eyes rolled back.

“Oh fuck.” I moaned.

Faster and harder.

He reached out and grabbed my hand with his free hand. Our fingers tangled together as he squeezed my hand gently. My clit tingled, threatening to send me over the edge as lust boiled my blood.

“I’m so close.” I whispered.

“Come with me, Jess.” His voice was hoarse as he thrust into me, harder and harder. Slamming into me with every thrust.

I cried out, my hips bucking and grinding against him as my eyes rolled back, everything went a fuzzy and my orgasm hit. Waves of pleasure surged through my body, again and again.

“Oh fuck yes.” Another wave, just as intense as the last then another. My entire body shook with the intensity of my orgasm as another wave rippled through my body.

Jason slammed into me, letting out his own sound of pleasure. He squeezed my hand as he thrust into me again. Another wave of pleasure washed over me, this time smaller, then another.

After a couple of seconds the waves died down. I turned to see the man behind me. He grinned pulling away from me and slipping the condom off himself.

I took a deep breath and adjusted my hair, looking for my skirt as I fixed my panties. “So, now that we’ve got the whole fucking thing out of the way, what do you say to dinner sometime?”

A smirked. “Sounds nice.”

He pulled his shirt back over his chest and buttoned it up as I padded over to my skirt. I watched him. “That magic thing you did there?”

He shrugged. “It was nothing, just controlling your body temperature.”

“It was fun.” I grinned. I couldn’t believe he was actually talking about us going out to dinner. I hadn’t actually thought he meant it. I bit my lip. “So, will you be looking for a partner tonight?”

“No.” His eyes locked on mine. “I think I already found someone I’d like to give it a shot with.”

My heart did a backflip as I stared at him. “Alright, I’ll cancel your profile.” I smiled, unwilling to admit how happy that made me.

He closed the distance between us and reached out, his fingertips brushed my cheek as he touched my hair.

A grin touched his cheeks. “Well, I’d better leave you to your job then. I’ll pick you up tomorrow? Around 5?”

“Sure. I can text you my address.” I’d be taking a sick day that much was for sure. There is no way I would have time to get out of here at 4:30 and then be home and ready by 5:00.

I padded to the door, not really wanting to end this moment but knowing I had to, and pulled it open.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He slipped his suit coat back on and gave me a smile as he walked past me. I watched him walk away for a couple of seconds before making my way back to the computer and removing his profile from the database. I grinned.