In Love With The Hot CEO
Tula · Ongoing · 67.9k Words
Introduction
“Celine Nelson, I want you to divorcé your husband and marry me instead. I will pay you 10 million dollars. I know you need the money” Jared muttered without any hesitation.
“Alright I accept, but you are going to give me some time to get the divorce.”
Chapter 1
Celine Nelson drowned the last shot of whisky the bar attendant offered her and felt enough courage to scan around and choose the best candidate for tonight.
She was going to get herself laid no matter what. She has never dreamed of sleeping with another man before, but there is always a first time.
The only one person she saw was sitting on the corner drinking a simple glass of water. His face was so emotionless but still he was the most gorgeous guy she had ever laid her eyes on. In her drunken mind she thought that things were heightened and she couldn’t resist looking at the guy.
She stood up and walked slowly to the man. Even though he noticed her presence he didn’t look at her, all his attention was focused on the glass of water he was holding in his hands.
Celine suddenly felt nervous but she had to finish what she came here for or she will never get a revenge on her cheating husband.
She cleared her voice and waited for the guy to recognize her presence, but he still ignored her as if there wasn’t anybody standing in front of him.
He was an asshole but that made her even determined to seduce him. She couldn’t even stand up properly but somehow she managed to say “Mister, I need to talk to you”
“I don’t like to be bothered, hurry up and be on your way” The man said unpleased as he gave her a dark piercing look. His beautiful but dark blue eyes tore in to her already weak heart and she felt like a real slut for approaching such a cold man.
“I need to be laid “Celine said as she looked at him directly in the eyes.
This was business and nothing else. She didn’t need to like him and if he didn’t like her she could care less. All she needed was to have sex with him and that will be all.
In the morning each one of them will wake up and pretend that nothing happened. They will still assume to be strangers with each other and no one will bother the other.
He slowly lifted his head and looked her up and down with a cold and emotionless face. Then he completely ignored her and returned all his attention to the glass of water he was drinking.
Celine was so embarrassed that she turned back to go to her table without uttering even a single word. She must have been completely crazy to ask such of a total stranger. She needed another round of drinks to clear her mind and forget the humiliation she had just gone through right now.
Suddenly two bodyguards in black suits stood in front of her and she figured out that she was in trouble.
“The boss wants to see you” the guy on her right side said with a deep scary voice and she shivered, she was doomed. The only question in her mind was, how the hell will she get out of the trouble she has found herself in?
“Who is your boss?” Celine ask defiantly, she had no intention of showing the guys that she was afraid instead she will stay strong and hope that whoever their boss is will settle for something else and leave her alone.
“Don’t worry you will get to see him very soon” the guy on her left side said while grabbing her wrist and giving her no choice but to follow him in to the elevator.
They reached the 7th floor where there was a big luxurious room. The place felt like heaven and when the door was opened for her it was simply amazing. No any other amount of words could describe what was in front of her. No wonder the room was secluded from the rest.
While still dumbfounded on the sight before her, Celine felt the presence of someone in the room. Her heart started racing very fast. The mysterious man was standing right behind her, and she could feel his warm breath on her neck. He was standing close enough for her liking.
Suddenly the man moved even closer and put his arms around her slender waist. She tensed but still didn’t have the courage to talk or turn back.
“Do you still want to be laid by me?” She heard a hoarse voice of the man talking right in her ears. It was a sweet music to her ears even her fears vanished for a while.
It suddenly clicked on her that the man she approached and ended up humiliating her was the big boss. Did he want to sleep with her now?
“But I thought you were disgusted with me” Celine inquired further, this man was indeed mysterious and she shouldn’t have messed with him. She thought that he was just an ordinary man but not someone with bodyguards and living such a luxurious life.
He caressed her soft and flawless face as he said almost in a whisper.” You are so lucky I am in a good mood today and I need sex desperately. “When he stated that, Celine was breathless.
The man stepped back a little bit to scan her body and she didn’t miss the chance to size him up too. He was a tall man around 6 feet 4 inches, his shoulders were wide and muscular. Not to forget the blue eyes that was staring at her with lust.
Those eyes could just make any woman lose her head. She could only see a scorching heat in his eyes, it was a wild raw desire that she wondered if she was capable of evoking such need in a man.
If that was the case why didn’t she have such chemistry with Nolan? Why did the few times she had slept with him felt so disgusting?
Celine was rooted on the spot, even if she wanted she couldn’t move. This was what she had desired and now that it was right in front of her, she honestly got confused.
Her legs felt weak as a jelly and the next minutes she felt his hands back on her body, teasing her everywhere and producing electricity all over her body. What she was doing was wrong but why didn’t her body reject it?
His touch made her body burn, she didn’t know why but may be it was because she had missed a man’s touch. All the same, the emotions were overwhelming for her so she started moving backwards. Each step she took the man would follow until he cornered her on a wall and closed the distance between them.
He never left her eyes as he said in a domineering manner “In fact I am really starving and when I saw you I thought to myself, the woman have never been fucked by a real man. It will be my honor and I am sure that by the time I am done with you, you will be screaming my name in every corner of this room.” He finished saying and locked his lips with hers.
Her mind went blank and all she could feel was the taste of his mouth and the numbing male testosterone in the man.
Yes he didn’t need to ask for permission to explore her mouth because it was ready, inviting him to have his way. He didn’t waste any time to worship her full and soft lips. He was so skillful with his kisses, the man was truly meant to do this. He took his time and explored her sweetness until she was breathless.
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