The Billionaire’s Pretend Fiancée

Roman’s POV

To say I was shocked out of my mind by the fact that this small, random, drunk, and very pretty lady who I had just met barely an hour ago had her lips sealed to mine was an understatement.

I was flabbergasted to the point that I remained frozen for some moments before realization dawned on me.

Even after I came to my senses, I didn’t push her off because I kind of enjoyed it even though the kiss was a bit sloppy.

I was about to pull her onto my thighs, and make her straddle me when she pulled away from the kiss.

“Your lips are so soft and I feel like kissing you again,” She whispered, “It’s fine if you don’t want me. But, don’t think of me as a pervert, I’m just be-” The rest of her statement was cut short as I captured her lips with mine, and plopped her down on my lap.

She gasped, stunned and I took that chance to slip my tongue in between her plump, rosy lips.

She tasted like coffee and alcohol. The taste was unique and at the same time, it was also like a breath of fresh air.

My hands roamed around her body before firmly looping around her waist as she perched herself atop my hardening boner, and unknowingly grinded on me.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted her so badly at that moment.

I wanted to bend her over the nearest table and fuck the living shit out of her.

I wanted to make her scream my name as I pounded mercilessly into her.

It was as if her kiss was ecstasy, and it had intoxicated me to the point where my logical reasoning had flown out of the window, and I couldn’t control my sexual urges.

Willing my eager hands from tearing off from her waist and stripping her naked, I broke off the kiss, “I want you as much as you want me, doll.” I whispered, trailing my hands down her sides.

She shivered as she grabbed onto the collar of my shirt, and gazed into my eyes with lust-filled hazel orbs.

Under the dim amber light of the bar, she looked breathtaking and flawlessly pretty.

“I’m glad,” She giggled and pressed a drunken kiss to my lips.”Do you want to get out of here?”

I pulled her jaw downward, shoved my tongue into her mouth, and kissed her passionately, “Of course.”

She nodded and plucked herself up from me, “Let’s go.”

I mirrored her action, got up, and slid my card to the waitress who was standing across the table with a mortified expression.

She must have seen our wild display of lust.

“For her.” I explained to the waitress and she nodded before quickly looking away from us.

“You know, you don’t really have to. I should be the one paying for your drink, not the other way around.” She said coyly, to which I chuckled.

I hooked a hand around her waist, leaned down, and whispered, “By the way, I didn’t get your name.”

She flushed, “Sofie. My name is Sofie Diaz.” Bashfully, she darted a quick stare at me before rooting her gaze back to the floor.

“What’s yours?” She squeaked.

I couldn’t believe that she was the same girl who had repeatedly called me handsome, and had also made the first move to kiss me.

“Roman.” I said.

“Roman? Just like Rome, like Italy’s Rome?” She gasped as if she had just found a new source of knowledge, and it made me chuckle and nod.

I found her antics cute but in a charming way.

Sofie was adorable and it was a great turn-on for me.

I loved cute, and small things.

The waitress handed me the card wordlessly, and I nodded at her before squeezing Sofie’s waist.

Wordlessly, I led her to my car, and helped her in before going to my side of the car.

Sofie darted a shy look at me as I steered the car onto the road.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw her fiddle with her fingers, and it made me feel unsettled.

“Are you having second thoughts about this? We won’t do it if you don’t want to.” I reassured her, even though my rock-hard cock was clearly against it.

Sofie shook her head in negation, suddenly sober, “No. It’s not that. I’m fine with this.”

“Okay, then.”

The car was enveloped in comfortable silence for a while until I felt something creeping up my thighs, I almost lost control of the car when the thing stroked my hard-on.

I heard a soft chuckle from beside me and I briefly averted my attention from the road to Sofie, and it was then I realized that she was the thing.

Her hand to be specific.

She wasn’t timid anymore, and her eyes glinted with immense lust as she sensually palmed me through my pants.

“Playing dirty, aren’t you?” I gritted out as I clutched tightly onto the steering wheel.

“It’s fun and arousing to tease you.” Sofie whispered sensually, and I let out a groan.

I stifled the urge to pull over, recline her against the car seat, and blow her back out as her ministrations became more intense, and less teasing.

I released the breath I wasn’t even aware I was holding when she stopped.

But then, she started fumbling with the buckle of my belt, and quickly detached it from its fastening.

“Sofie.” I warned as I felt her warm hand slide into my pants.

Into my briefs, specifically.

She chuckled before removing her hand, and thankfully, she kept her hands to herself for the rest of the journey, to my utter relief.

We soon got to the hotel, and I checked in.

As soon as we got into the elevator that led to our room, I could not hold myself back from kissing Sofie.

She had teased me so badly that I had reached my limit.

“What if someone comes in?” Sofie broke the kiss to ask, her chest heaving and her lips plump from our activities.

“Then they get to watch live porn.” I said nonchalantly which made Sofie giggle.

As I gazed into her eyes, a thought crossed my mind.

What if I hired Sofie to play the part of my fiancee?

I quickly shrugged the thought off as soon as it appeared because I knew it would be useless.

Grandma would easily see through my lies.

I threw the thought of Grandma and her naggings at the farthest part of my mind and focused on Sofie.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

I would think about my faceless fiancée tomorrow because, at that moment, I just wanted to fuck Sofie.

When we got to the bedroom, I slammed Sofie against the glass walls and her legs came to hook around my waist.

As she helped me out of my clothes and I did the same to her amidst passionate kissing, I knew at the back of my mind that it was going to be a long and thrilling night.