Seducing the Billionaire: A Billion Dollar Contract Story (The Billion Dollar Contract) Read Free Page B

after all! Those types of women get to be ordered around. Then again… proving her worth, seducing him for a second time that night… there was a point of pride in that. It’s also kind of hot. Wasn’t that the second time she thought that? If Ethan kept this game up, Jasmine would be so hot and bothered they would have to call the fire department to put out her fire. I can see the papers now. She hoped Ethan’s cause of death could be so glamorous.
    “Well?”
    On the other hand, if he kept acting like a petulant child, Jasmine may quickly lose patience and leave. “You seem like a hard man to please,” she said, standing up and sauntering toward him, sure to sway her hips back and forth. “So demanding and always changing his mind.”
    “I’m easy to please. Assuming you’re easy to please me. Then we’ll get along fine.”
    “And what does a man like you need to be pleased?” Jasmine put her hands on her hips and cocked a sure grin. “I’m dying to know.”
    Ethan looked both intrigued and disenchanted, as if a movie he always wanted to see played on TV but he was too distracted to pay attention. “Let’s start with what you keep underneath that dress. Maybe that will be enough in and of itself.”
    Doubt it. It also screwed with Jasmine’s plans. She was going to get him to rip this dress off, damnit, but right now Ethan seemed interested in only lounging on the couch and staring at her figure. Fine. We’ll play your game. Jasmine plucked the thin strap of her dress between her fingers and lowered it over her shoulder. She had never worked as a stripper before, but it didn’t seem too hard.
    Neither did Ethan, who sat like a total guy with his legs spread and arms reaching across the back of the couch. With such a great view of what he packed in his pants, Jasmine had hoped for a show of her own. “How much you want?”
    He shrugged. “How much you gonna let me see?”
    Jasmine reached behind her torso and searched for her damned zipper. She kept a fabulous poker face as she struggled to get that zipper down and toward her hips. “Let’s keep it simple to start with.” The top of her dress slipped off her arms and gathered around her waist, revealing the red, lacy bra she wore that night. The whole thing was transparent save for the front of the cups. Naturally. Ethan could see quite a bit of skin – it helped that Jasmine sprung for a push-up for her adventures in seduction – but not what he probably cared about most. “If this doesn’t do it for you, then I don’t know what will.” She dramatically moved her arms up and clutched her fingers behind her head. Ethan’s eyes went straight to the bounce in her bra, as planned. Even men like this are easy. She only hoped that the return would be as good.
    Ethan studied her figure, but neither smiled nor frowned. “Lovely. Let me see them.”
    He probably thought she was going to unsnap her bra and rip it off. That was so passé . Besides, the longer it took Jasmine to take off her bra and show him the goods, the more time she had to think about what she was doing. No big deal, just flashing my boobs at some random guy I met tonight! She had to suppress a nervous giggle as she grabbed her own chest and yanked down the front of her bra. Damn the air felt cold against her nipples!
    Maybe that was in her favor, though. Especially with Ethan’s brows going up – and hopefully those weren’t the only things going up! “Very nice,” he said, voice cracking. “I can now see where you get your confidence from.”
    Jasmine stepped forward, pleased that Ethan struggled to make eye contact with her. When you’ve got it, use it. Her goal was to get this man in bed. The more he stared at her chest, the more the odds were in her favor. “Now tell me more about these tastes of yours.”
    “Might be better if we start with tasting something else.” Ethan snatched her wrist and brought her down to his level. Knees buckling, Jasmine tripped on one of