Billionaire Temptations: Rich, Ruthless & Obsessed

Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

Sebastian

I leaned back in my chair as I read Chloe’s text message and got the impression there was a hint of anger in her words. Maybe not so much anger, but definitely an attitude. Did she really have plans tonight? Or was she just pissed off because I hadn’t been in contact with her since our night together last week?

“Hello, Sebastian,” Eli answered.

“I need you to follow Chloe after she leaves work and find out if she goes home or somewhere else. I want to know if she’s lying to me.”

“Will do.”

Placing my phone in my pocket, I walked out of my office.

“I’m leaving the building, Mackenzie. I’ll be back later.”

“Okay, Mr. Bennett.”

Stepping inside the gallery, I looked around and saw Chloe standing over by the Impressionist art display, holding up a painting against the wall. She looked so beautiful in her short black skirt and gray fitted sweater, which perfectly showed off her hourglass figure.

“Do you need help with that?” I asked as I walked up behind her.

When she turned her head, her narrowing eyes locked with mine. Fuck, she was making my cock go wild.

“No. What are you doing here, Sebastian?” she asked as she set the painting down.

“I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by and say hi since you declined my dinner invitation.”

“I’m sorry, but I have plans for tonight, and I’m not canceling because you want to have dinner. We’ll have dinner together when I’m available,” she spoke as she walked away.

“And what if I’m not available when you’re available?” I followed her as she walked up the stairs.

“Then we’ll have to get our calendars out and schedule a night we’re both available.”

“You’re pissed off at me. I can tell.”

“No, I’m not. Why would I be pissed?” she asked as we walked into her office.

“Because I didn’t call or text you all week.”

“Then you don’t know me very well, Mr. Bennett.” She smiled.

“No. Actually, I don’t. The only real thing I know about you is how incredible you are to have sex with. That’s why I want to have dinner with you. To get to know you better.” I winked.

“I’m not sure if I should be flattered or not by that comment.”

“Believe me, you should be.”

Walking closer to her, I placed my hands on her hips and stared into her gorgeous green eyes.

“I need to kiss you.”

“You need to, or you want to?”

“Both. You look very sexy in that outfit.” My hand left her hip and roamed up her skirt, pushing the crotch of her panties to the side. “You’re wet.” My tongue swept over my lips.

“Sebastian, please.”

“Please, what?” I whispered as my lips softly touched hers, and my finger dipped inside her.

“We can’t.”

“I’m not going to fuck you, Chloe. I’m just going to give you an orgasm so you’ll think about me when you’re out tonight.” My finger moved in and out of her.

“Oh God.” She threw her head back and moaned as I dipped another finger inside.

My tongue trailed down the front of her neck, gliding across her soft skin. Pressing my thumb against her clit, I began to rub it in small circles, sending her body into a state of frenzy.

“That’s right, baby. Come for me,” I whispered as my mouth met hers.

I could feel the rapid beating of her heart against me and the soft, subtle noises that escaped her as she orgasmed, satisfied my needs for now. Removing my fingers, I let go of her and placed one hand in my pocket. Before reaching the door, I turned and looked at her.

“Enjoy your evening tonight, Miss Kane.” I winked as I walked out.

Chloe

I needed to sit down to catch my breath, not to mention that my wobbly knees were ready to give out on me. Taking a seat behind my desk, I could still feel his touch.

“Are you okay, Chloe?” Gregory asked as he stepped inside my office.

“Oh yeah. I’m—I’m good.” My lips gave way to a smile.

“Here are the invoices from the last shipment.”

“Thank you. If everything is under control here, I’m going to a couple of art galleries and heading home.”

“Enjoy the rest of your day, Chloe.” He smiled. “We’ll call you if anything comes up.”

Getting up from my seat, I grabbed my phone and purse and headed to a couple of local art galleries to check out their displays of contemporary eroticism. When I finished and made it home, I changed my clothes and hailed a cab to the Porter House, where I was meeting Sienna and Sam for dinner.

“Well, hello there, beautiful.” Sam smiled as he stood up from his seat and gave me a hug. “Long time no see.”

“How are you, Sam?” I gave a small grin.

“I’m great now that I’m here with two of the most beautiful women in New York.” He winked.

I looked down at Sienna, whose ass was firmly planted in the chair, only to catch her narrowing eyes looking up at me. She knew something happened today. Damn her. She always knew.

“How was your day, Chloe?” she slyly asked.

“Busy. Very busy.” My eyes directed themselves to Sam. “How was your flight?” I asked to distract myself from the stand I was going to be put on, having to solemnly swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth. That would have to wait since I was not discussing the events of today in front of her English boy toy.

“The flight was good. Slept most of it. Needed to make sure I got my rest in before tonight.” He winked at Sienna as she gave him a small smile.

“And how long are you in New York?”

“A week. But somehow, I think a week isn’t long enough with this beauty.” He took hold of Sienna’s hand and brought it up to his lips.

“Aw, aren’t you two just so freaking adorable.” I shrugged my shoulders and wrinkled my nose.