Seducing The Greek Tycoon
Now that Oliver had left, and I was in my office alone, I couldn’t help the trail of thoughts that filled my mind.
If he hadn’t knocked, I would have very well been kissing Alexander Christos. And my, my, what a kiss it would have been.
My Greek billionaire.
Yikes! He wasn’t mine.
But he had brushed those soft lips of his against mine, ever so lightly. In fact, as my fingers reached for my lips, I couldn’t help but feel as if his lips were still brushing against mine.
His cologne….so…male.
My nipples tightened, rubbing against the lace of my bra. The sensation shot arousal downwards, straight to my center. And I gasped at the sudden feel of heat as it popped between my thigh.
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