Billionaire Baby Daddy novel (Abigail and Mason) novel Chapter 1

Isabella's POV

“How about I buy you a drink? You look like you need one.” I look up from the beer I am drinking and my eyes land on a very handsome man. He has a perfect jawline with a 5 o’clock shadow on it. His lips look so plump and inviting and I imagine how it would feel to smash my lips against his or better yet how they would feel between my...

“Miss?” his sexy voice disrupts my devious thoughts. I am already drunk but I still can't forget the asshole living in my apartment. Maybe I need another distraction?

“What?” I snap at him but I see a smirk forming on his stupid handsome face. Why is he so happy? Happiness only lasts for some minutes. Life isn't all peaches and roses.

“I asked if you wanted a drink but since your checking me out maybe you never heard.” He has a smug smile that irritated the shit out of me. What I would do to wipe it. Or kiss it before wiping it.

I tsk and shake my head at him. “Too bad you have a large ego. Maybe I would have had even more than just a drink.” I stand up and take my purse ready to leave. I notice my short black dress has ridden up and I move my hands to pull it down.

When I am done I look up to see the man’s eyes on my legs. It's my turn to smirk. “Like what you see?” I am never like this. I never flirt with anyone but maybe Ian’s cheating made me this daring?

“I actually do. Your body made me so hard baby and you have to take care of my hard on.” He says while moving closer to me then snakes his arms around my waist. I feel his palm cup my butt and squeeze the right cheek. I look at him in shock and try pushing his body that's packed with muscles everywhere.

“I know you want this.” I hear his husky voice near my ear. I feel heat straight from my core which makes me squeeze my thighs together. 'What is wrong with me?' I question myself. I shut my eyes trying to gain control but the alcohol only makes it worse. His long and warm fingers has now ridden my dress up and are rubbing my clit. I moan in pleasure pulling him by his collars and smash my lips on his plump ones.

The club has very dim lights and everyone is busy doing their stuff so I never mind them. The man continues rubbing my clit in circles until I feel one finger inside of me. I can’t take it anymore and soon I know everyone would know what we’re doing.

“Let’s get out of here.” The sexy man seems to be reading my thoughts. I nod and take my forgotten purse then follow him to a red convertible. It looks so expensive. Bet he goes around flashing his money to get girls in his bed.

We sit in the tension filled car for about five minutes and get into an elevator that seems to take us to a penthouse. As soon as the elevator doors closes, the man pulls me to him and kisses my lips roughly. He places his hands under my thighs and slightly pulls indicating he wants me to snake them around his waist and that’s what I do.

The elevator doors opens and I find out they lead straight to the penthouse but before I can explore I am once again pulled to his lips. His lips leave mine and move to my jaw and down to my neck making me moan in pleasure. I start unbuttoning his shirt but he holds my hand.

He tugs on my tight dress and removes it swiftly leaving me in only my black lace thong with no bra. He looks at me, drinking in every inch of my body and like an instinct I move my hands to my chest.

“Don’t cover yourself.” His husky voice demands and I immediately let go of my hands making them fall to my sides. I move to him slowly and start unbuttoning his shirt but when I see it is taking so much time I roughly pull it and the buttons go flying everywhere. What? I’m an impatient woman. And I know he's one rich man. He'll get another one. He smirks at me and I kneel and start untying his belt. Thirty long seconds later I pull down his designer pants and calvin klein boxers.