Page 56 of Billionaire's Fantasy
I take a few minutes to ogle his perfectly toned stomach and the way his drawstring pajama pants sit low around his waist.
Holy Moly! The things I could do to that man’s body.
Feeling heat rise from my body, I slide off the bed. “Let me get out of these. I thoroughly need a scrub.” If only he could use his hands to…
My thoughts are already betraying me and all I did was see this man shirtless.
“Okay,” he whispers, his low voice filling the room.
On shaky legs, I walk toward the bathroom.
As I undress, I can’t help but think about Jackson’s naked body. I close my eyes and let out a quiet sigh, imagining his arms wrapped around me. I step into the shower, feeling the warmth of the water wash over me.
The soap feels slippery in my hands as I begin to run it over my skin, exploring every curve and crevice. I take my time, savoring the sensation of the water cascading down my body.
Suddenly, my thoughts drift to something more intimate. I feel a tingling sensation between my legs, and I can’t resist the urge to touch myself. My fingers slip between my folds, and I let out a moan, quickly covering my mouth to muffle the sound.
I can hear Jackson’s footsteps outside the door, and I know I need to be quiet. My heart is racing as I continue to touch myself, the warm water only adding to the sensation.
As I reach my peak, I let out a stifled gasp, my toes curling as I ride out the wave of orgasm. I take a deep breath and steady myself against the shower wall, feeling weak and dizzy from the intense release.
Suddenly, I hear a knock at the door. “Amber, are you okay in there?” It’s Jackson’s voice and I freeze, unsure of how to respond.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I manage to choke out, hoping he can’t hear the tremble in my voice.
“You sure?” he asks, concern lacing his tone. “You were in here for a while.”
“Yeah, I just lost track of time,” I reply, praying that he will drop the subject.
There’s a moment of silence and I hold my breath, waiting for him to leave. Finally, I hear his footsteps receding down the hall and I let out a shaky breath.
I turn off the shower and wrap myself in a towel, feeling exposed and vulnerable. I know I need to talk to Jackson about what’s been going on between us, but I can’t bring myself to do it.
As I get dressed, I think about all the ways our relationship could go wrong. What if he doesn’t feel the same way I do? What if we ruin our friendship by taking things to the next level?
I take a deep breath and try to push those thoughts aside. I know I need to be brave and tell him how I feel. It’s just a matter of finding the right time and place.
Finally, I emerge from the bathroom and find Jackson sitting on his bed. “You okay?” he asks, looking me over with a strange look on his face.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I say, forcing a smile, trying not to blush. “Just had a lot on my mind.”
He nods, looking as though he wants to say more, but decides against it. “Okay then,” he says, lifting the covers and slipping beneath them. “Good night.”
I nod, watching him go with a heavy heart. I know I need to talk to him soon, before it’s too late. I need to tell him that I am as confused about us as he probably is.
But for now, I’ll just have to wait for the right moment to present itself.
Chapter 14
A Night To Remember
Jackson
Iwakeupslowly,feeling the warmth of the blankets cocooning me. I turn my head to the side and see Amber sleeping in the bed beside me. Her blonde hair is spread out on the pillow, and her chest rises and falls peacefully. She looks so beautiful and serene in her sleep.
I glance at the clock on the nightstand and realize I need to check my work emails. I grab my phone and start typing away, trying to stay quiet so I don’t wake her up. It’s hard to concentrate when all I can think about is the fact that I’m in the same room with her.
After I finish my work, I decide to order room service for breakfast. As I’m waiting for the knock on the door, Amber stirs in her sleep. I watch in fascination as she goes through her morning routine of stretching, yawning, and rubbing her eyes.
