Lexie POV:
I walked into his house and began looking around. I wondered if this was a place I'd want to live.
On the outside of the house it had a 3 car garage, a red brick driveway, and a huge pool in the middle of the driveway. On the inside of the house it had 8 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. The living room was decorated in black and gold. It has the most beautiful chandler hanging from the ceiling. It also had a 80 inch television on the wall. The kitchen had all stainless steel appliances. It had a bar counter full of alcohol drinks and wines of all different types. The dining room had a Cream colored carpet with a big glass table with gold chairs.
Let's not forget the indoor jacuzzi, bowling ally, gym, theater, and arcade. This house was perfect for me to live in I thought.
After he finished giving me a tour of his home. We began walking back to the master bedroom. Once we got there I sat down on the bed.
"Would you like some wine?" He asked me.
"Of course." I said showing my beautiful white teeth.
"What kind would you like?" He asked.
"Chardonnay, please." I answered.
The man said one more thing before he left the room. "I will be right back make yourself comfortable." He said then began walking off.
I took off my nude heels and sat all the way at the top of the bed. I fluffed my long black hair and took out my phone to make sure my makeup was on point. Then I put my phone back in my Gucci clutch, then put my clutch on the dresser.
I like to go for high quality men. Men who wear suits to a club and buys the most expensive liquor on the menu. I love me some rich men. Those hood rat females like those thugs but not me. I'm not some type of gold digger or anything cause I have my own money. I just prefer someone that's at my level.
When my father died from cancer he left me and my mother 10 million dollars a piece. I was just finishing getting my masters degree in business education at Harvard. So after I graduated I used my money and started my own fashion line. After struggling to make my business popular, I began wearing my own clothing and it started to get known a little. A year later, I started getting orders worldwide. Now I own a multimillion dollar business. So let's just say I can buy me a husband if I wanted to. I'm still young and popping at the age of 25. So I just rather find my soulmate the fun way.
The man walked back in the room holding two glasses of Chardonnay in this hand. He walked over to me and said "I see you made yourself comfortable." while handing me my glass of wine.
"Yea." I said laughing a little. I took a sip of my drink. I noticed he wouldn't take his eyes off my breast. So I put the glass on the night stand. Then leaned in to kiss him. He pulled away making me think that I wasn't a good kisser although I knew I was. He put his glass down on the nightstand on the opposite side from mines. I guess he was making sure our drinks don't get mixed up.
Before he was about to kiss me again I said "I didn't catch your name?"
"It's Noah, Noah Baxter." He said in a sexy way.
We started kissing again, but this time I added tongue. The kiss started to get deeper so I laid back on the bed. Noah flipped us over to where I was on top of him. While we were kissing I started to unbutton his shirt. Once I unbuttoned his shirt, I was flashed with a handsome six pack. His hands started to travel up to my back and he started to unzip my dress. I stood up taking off off my dress and he took off his pants. I was left in my burgundy panties and bra set from Victoria Secret.
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A Different Kind Of Lover
General Fiction~URBAN STORY~ She doesn't like thugs but he'll change that. *Warning viewer discretion is advised*