Bargaining for the Billionaire

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Authors: JM Stewart
and shoulders could make her cream her panties. Did she actually have the guts to say yes, though?
    MadHatter3000: I won’t send you one in return.
    BookNerd: I’m okay with that. I promise I won’t ask for anything you’re not comfortable with.
    MadHatter3000: Thanks. Can I ask you something?
    BookNerd: You can ask me anything.
    Maddie bit her bottom lip. She shouldn’t. He’d already told her he’d rather the first time she see him naked to be in person, but that naughty part of her was dying to know….
    MadHatter3000: If I asked you to send me a pic of your cock…would you?
    BookNerd: Damn. You with the questions. You’re killing me. Honestly. LOL Do you want one?
    MadHatter3000: Would you?
    BookNerd: No. ;)
    She grinned. Damn it, she couldn’t help it. She had to hand it to him. His confession meant for all intents and purposes, he was old fashioned like her. God, that was sexy, if only because it was so rare. She’d tried dating after she broke it off with Grayson, but that she wouldn’t sleep with them meant most guys never made it past the first date.
    MadHatter3000: LOL Now who’s the tease?
    BookNerd: Honestly?
    MadHatter3000: Please. My nerves are shot.
    BookNerd: Are you trembling?
    Maddie stared at the screen. His intimate question sent her mind spiraling off in another direction. It was just words, yet her mind easily envisioned the way they’d leave his mouth. Soft, spoken on a husky murmur. She’d bet he had a bedroom voice. Smooth and velvety. Just the thought had her stomach flip-flopping and her clit pulsing.
    She reached down, easing the throbbing between her thighs by stroking her slit through her panties, typing an awkward, one-handed response.
    MadHatter3000: Yes.
    BookNerd: God, I love that. It’s a big turn on when a woman trembles in my arms. But the first time you see my cock, I want you close enough to touch it. I want to be able to feel your hand wrap around me.
    Oh God, that did it. He was so damned laidback and subtle that all these little sexual tidbits he tossed at her hit their intended target…zinging straight to her core. No sooner had she read the words than the thought filled her mind. Wrapping her hand around his length as she stroked him. What did his cock look like? Was he long? Thick?
    She found her clit through her panties and rubbed, allowing herself the moment. The pleasure that would wash over his features, though, was the ultimate. That. That’s what she missed the most about sex, what she’d enjoyed about her carefree days in college—her partner’s pleasure. What she craved, in the darkness of night when even B.O.B. couldn’t satisfy the throbbing in her clit? A partner. A hot guy who made her cream her panties and who’d put his hands and his cock all over her. She wanted the luscious feel of his warm skin against hers. His hard cock sliding in and out of her. And she wanted to watch his face when his orgasm claimed him, to hear what he sounds he made. Did Dave groan softly? Or tremble quietly?
    Yeah, when Hannah had told her she was having an online fling, Maddie had understood the need.
    BookNerd: Tell me what you want, baby.
    This, too, got her. Baby. A term of endearment filled with inherent intimacy. All it did was fill her mind with more fantasies. Of him whispering the words in her ear. The fantasy wrapped around her like a lure, and before she’d made the conscious decision, her fingers were typing out the word.
    MadHatter3000: Ok.
    Hands trembling, she sat back. She prayed he knew what she meant, because she wasn’t sure she had the nerve to say it.
    BookNerd: Give me a sec.
    Nervous and edgy, Maddie set her laptop aside and stood, then crossed to the front windows and closed the blinds. Goose bumps shivered across her skin, and her stomach churned. She was alone in her own living room for crying out loud, but vulnerability still wrapped around her like a shroud. She could do this. She wanted this. Right?
    Her laptop pinged moments later, and

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