The Hottie Billionaire Series: Romancing A Banking Magnate (The Billionaire Meets The Damsel In Distress) (10 page)

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 could 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?