"You're thinking I'm a gold digger, huh?" Giselle’s words sliced through me.
"What? No. I didn't say that!"
"You didn't need to. Your eyes did," she sighed.
"Look," I rubbed the back of my neck with my free hand. "Let's not focus on the… unorthodox method of all this. Let's just focus on the moment."
"Hard to do when I know what you're thinking of me," she muttered. "I'm not a gold digger. I'll barely see a dime of the money."
"What? Why?" I growled. "Is someone forcing you to do this? I'll fucking kill them!"
My blood pressure was through the roof. Who the fuck was extorting her into selling herself? Whoever the fuck it was, they were dead.
"No one is forcing me," Giselle giggled and shook her head. "But I appreciate your mob boss-like mentality to defend my honor."
A groan escaped me. What the hell was wrong with me? I was acting like a complete idiot and I wasn't sure I could even blame nerves. There was just something about her. A woman I had just met.
"I can't even blame being drunk on this," I grumbled, making her laugh.
Fuck. Even her laugh got to me. I was acting like a hormonal teenager and there was no reason for me to. There were plenty of beautiful women who enjoyed my company so why was Giselle the only woman to make me respond this way?
"Earth to… Kian, right? That's your name?"
"Correct."
Chapter Seven
Giselle
Kian looked like he was dealing with his own internal demons. Maybe he was just some sleazeball, rich guy, who bought virgins for his guilty pleasure. But he seemed as though he was a newbie to all this.
"Am I your first?" I blurted like an idiot.
"What?" he choked on his breath.
"Your first paid virgin. Not your first piece of… I just mean, is this the first time you've paid for a woman? A virgin?"
"That obvious, huh?" he chuckled.
"Un pequito," I teased, gesturing a small amount with my two fingers.
"Yeah. Definitely a first for me."
“You don’t strike me as the type of man to pay for sex.” The moment the words left my mouth, I groaned. “Sorry. I’m ruining all ofthis.”
“Ruining?” he asked and I nodded in response. “How so?”
“This is about sex. Not about chatting it up. If you wanted to chat with someone, you’d be out on a date or--” I rambled, but Kian silenced me with his lips against mine.
When his tongue pressed at the crease of my lips, I wantonly parted my lips giving his tongue access to explore. Without hesitation, his tongue entered my mouth. My arms wrapped around his neck and I greedily deepened our kiss by pulling our bodies closer.
Fuck, he knew how to kiss.
One of his hands gripped my ass. His other hand grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged. My head tilted back and a whimper escaped me from the pain. The whimper was replaced by a moan, when Kian nipped my bottom lip. He slowly pulled away, releasing my lip.
I stared up at him. He looked down at me with a smug grin.
“Believe me, Sweetheart, I don’t mind getting down to business, if that’s what you’d prefer,” he said huskily, making my pussy throb.
