Page 28 of Blue Collar Billionaire
“Got it. Yes. Hold on.” In the background, there was the sound of drawers or doors opening and closing. “Okay. I took off my dress. I’m going to climb up on my bed now.”
“Does that mean you’re naked?”
“No. Of course not. I still have my bra and panties on. I know you like lingerie.”
Jack swallowed back a groan, and slid his hand down his stomach, but he didn’t touch himself yet. He wanted to savor this. “Tell me more. The color. What they feel like.”
“They’re dark purple. Like a plum in the middle of summer. They’re silky soft, but they have lace, too. At the edges.”
Jack saw the whole scene in his mind’s eye. “I can imagine,” he said gruffly. “I’m sure you look absolutely ravishing. I can’t wait until I can touch you again. Until I can taste your skin again.”
Lexi hummed her approval over the phone. “I can’t wait either, Jack. You’re making me want you so bad right now.”
“How bad?”
She nearly made him rocket into space when she told him how just hearing his voice made her nipples hard. How she wished he could touch every inch of her. He wrapped his hand around himself, but it was Lexi’s velvety fingers he felt against his skin. So warm. So perfect. Exactly what he wanted.
The pressure built as she narrated taking off her panties, when she told him that she was touching herself but imagining it was him. Even with her heavenly scent all over the pillows, the experience wasn’t the real thing, but for right now, it was as close as he was going to get. The tension in his hips was so tight he felt like he might snap in half. He told her how he imagined her kisses, and she moaned into the phone, making it clear that she was near her own climax. Jack silently begged for release and his body answered, the pleasure roaring through his body like a rockslide down a mountain face. Thankfully, Lexi followed almost right after him. He sank into the mattress, breathless.
“Lexi? Are you there?”
She giggled. “I am. I’m sure you’re sick of me saying this, but you are full of surprises, Jack. When you called tonight, I was not expectingthat.”
Jack’s chest, neck and face flushed with heat. Even after their wickedly hot phone call, he wanted more. “It’s all you, Lexi. Just thinking about you and hearing your voice gets me all worked up.”
Nine
Saturday afternoon, on her way to Jack’s house for his sister’s birthday party, Lexi was unbelievably nervous. Her outfit wasn’t making things any better. She shifted in the driver’s seat, tugging at the dress that she’d agonized over. Was it too dressy? Too casual? Would his sister hate her? She wasn’t sure how her brain made that particular leap, but it kept doing it.
With only ten minutes until she’d arrive at Jack’s house, Lexi decided to make a desperate call to Bianca. She needed a cheerleader right now.
“Hey, you,” her sister answered.
“Help me calm down.”
“I’m currently quizzing Maisie for her history test, so it’ll have to be fast.”
As if Lexi needed more pressure. “I’m on my way to Jack’s. He’s hosting a birthday party for his younger sister. His best friend Rich will be there, too.”
“And you’re worried they aren’t going to like you?”
Thank goodness Bianca understood her so well. “Oh, my God, yes.”
“This is not good.”
“What? You’re supposed to be reassuring me right now that everything is going to be okay. And hurry up. According to the GPS, I’m going to be there in five minutes.”
“I meant it’s not good that you’re worried. If this wasn’t serious, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. And since you decided to call me, I have no other choice than to assume that you’re getting in deep with Jack.”
Lexi’s navigation system chimed in.In five hundred feet, turn left. Destination will be on your right.
“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you this. It’s not serious. We’re having fun.”
“Does the way you feel right now seem like fun? Because it sure doesn’t sound like it.”
Lexi made the turn onto the private drive leading up to Jack’s house. Up ahead, at the top of the hill, sat a beautiful sprawling home, charcoal gray with exposed dark wood beams and creamy white trim, surrounded by green rolling vistas as far as the eye could see. Of course, Jack would have a showstopper of a home—she wasn’t sure why she’d expected anything less. “I don’t know what I’m doing, to be honest. And I have zero time to figure it out because I’m basically here.”
“Fine. Then let me give you some quick advice. Have a glass of wine. Don’t bring up anything too serious. And more than anything, be yourself. Either they’ll like you or they won’t. That’s not up to you to decide.”
