His Absolute Proposal: An Illicit Billionaire Love Story (Elise, #3) Read Free Page A

said, chiding me.
    "Well..."  I scurried closer to him, kneeling close to his face, then bent down and whispered into his ear.  "I want to get you really worked up," I said.
    "I assure you I'm quite worked up right now," he countered.  I didn't know if he did this to prove his point or not, but his cock bounced twice while he spoke.
    I grinned and laughed, and without giving him a chance to respond, I snuck away.  Not too far, though, no.  I skittered lower down his body, reached for his throbbing shaft, then promptly lowered my lips to it.  I kissed the crown of his shaft, then licked around the head before bobbing lower and taking him into my mouth.  I looked up as I went down, watching with glee as he scrunched up his face and let out a loud groan.  I almost thought that was it, that maybe I'd mistaken how close he was and that he'd climax right then and there, right in my mouth, but, no.  Lucent had much more control than that.  He twitched and shivered, but that was it.  I slowly slid my lips up his shaft, tasting the salty sweetness of his precum coating the head of his cock, and then I stopped again.
    Without a word, I stood up, scampered away, and left him there.  He stared at me with urgent, angry, glazed over eyes.  It was an intoxicating look, lusty, mad and needy.  I liked it.
    I laughed, but I didn't exactly mean to.  It wasn't funny, but... it made me giddy and excited.
    "Do you find this amusing, Miss Tanner?" Lucent asked.
    "Yes," I said truthfully.
    He blinked, then smirked.  "I value your honesty, but please be aware that if I catch you, I'm not going to let you go again until I've filled you with this morning distraction you've brought upon me."
    For emphasis, he wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked up and down.  I stared, watching him do it, mesmerized by his smooth grace.  I wanted to be able to do that, but Lucent always seemed to be able to do it better.  I supposed it made sense considering it was his body and he'd been handling his cock for years now, but I just kind of wanted to be able to handle him like that, too.
    I almost distracted myself with these thoughts too much.  When he rose from the couch and strode towards me, I didn't realize it at first.  Somehow, I recomposed my thoughts just in time to duck and dodge away from his lusty grab, though.
    The chase was on...
    I was the fox, the lusty vixen, and Lucent was my indomitable hound.  Unfortunately for this fox, Jessika's old apartment wasn't quite the best place to hide from this hound.  I ran towards the small kitchen nook area, evading Lucent's grasp for the time being, but... no, this wasn't exactly a good place to hide.  He'd either trap me in the small kitchen offshoot, or I'd need to escape through the front door.
    I wasn't about to run outside, so I made a quick turn away from the kitchen and went the only other possible way I could; down the hallway leading towards the bathroom and Jessika's bedroom.  Belatedly, I realized this wasn't exactly the best option, either.  Now what?
    Go into the bathroom?  Yes, I could do that, and lock the door behind me I supposed, but that sort of ruined the game, now didn't it?  Lucent wasn't even running anymore, either.  He knew he had me, and once he had me, well.. um...
    To be fair, his pants were in place again, so it wasn't exactly like he could take me right here and now in the hallway.  No, he'd likely grab me about the waist, lift me up, drag me back to the living room, and then have his way with me.  Which would certainly be fun, but this wasn't about that.  This was about denial.  It was about anticipation, excitement, the rising action of a three-act play, culminating in the climactic final scene.
    My play was coming to an end, though.  I stood in the hallway, unsure what to do, trapped between Lucent, Jessika's closed bedroom door, and the open bathroom door to my side.  I needed to make a decision fast, so I made one.
    Scampering the rest of