The Billionaire's Sweet Revenge

Chapter Thirty Two

Eva didn't know how time passed. Well, that's how it was, she decided, when she was in Vivian's arms. His body seemed to cocoon her almost perfectly and his embrace was so incredibly warm that...

God, she was going weak on her knees. She was starting to want something that she would eventually regret. She wanted him. Fully and completely. Guessing by his words and actions, it seemed like he wanted her too. In all the ways. She blushed hard, thinking of all such ways she could be his.

Had he wondered about that?

He pulled out of the embrace and looked around. "Let's get going, shall we?"

She pulled him by the collar of his grey office shirt. "Can I ask you a question- it might be stupid, but--"

He looked shocked and then his eyes travelled to her fingers which had clutched his collar. His eyes became dark. "What question?"

"Do you wonder about me?"

There it was. She had asked it.

"Wonder---as in...." He mumbled and she could tell by his face that he had understood her meaning.

She decided to play along. Grabbing his palm, she splayed it across her navel. "Do you wonder how I look? You know.... without clothes--" she whispered against his ear.

A shiver ran through him. He gulped down his saliva. "You don't know what you're talking about...baby..." He closed his eyes, his hand still placed on her navel.

She breathed hard. "I'm a big girl, and I know what I'm talking about. I asked a question - but it seems you're not wanting to give me an answer."

She feared if she was pushing too many buttons. "Do you think about me? How do I look? How would I feel?" She snaked her arms around his neck. "I do think about you, you know. I think about all sorts of things," she giggled. "I think about how you would look without this shirt, I think about how you would feel if I touched your bare skin..."

She had no idea why she was saying such things. She had always been a shy girl. But somehow, seeing him standing up for her in front of Vera had made her feel so good, and silently she only admitted to herself that it had turned her on. So much.

"Do you know what you're saying?" His voice became coarse. "Why are you saying all this, hmm?"

"I'm just wondering, that's all." She gave him a quick kiss on the mouth and pulled away. "Let's go."

She sauntered away from him and towards his car in the parking lot. He followed her, his head straight and his eyes barely looking at her. She smiled; she had affected him and she was feeling damn good!

The entire drive was silent. She noticed that he was driving too fast, as if he was in a hurry to reach office. His cheeks were flushed, painted in reddish hues. God, he looked so adorable. And delicious. She closed her eyes, wondering what it would actually feel like.

To be loved by Vivian Hamilton.

She somehow knew that the skin on the rest of his body would be exactly as white and creamy as his charming face. She delved deeper into the world of imagination; him removing his clothes and standing in front of her in all his glory. His eyes dark blue and heaving his desire, his hands running all over her body.

Her body? She didn't know how to feel about that. She was unsure of her own self. Did she look nice? She had no idea, whatsoever. She had looked at herself, while getting changed, taking a shower, she had looked at her bare body and it was okay. Quite okay.

But the thought that he might not like it made all her thoughts crawl back in the recesses of her mind and brought her back to reality. They had reached the office building.