The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

"How about I kiss you just to prove that you aren't attracted to me?" "What?!" She exclaims and scoffs. "Do I look like some cheap slut to you?" "No. You look decent but I just want to be sure you aren't attracted to me as you claimed." I can see she lied. She replaces me attractive. I know I am the most handsome man she has ever seen in her entire life. But she doesn't want me to know that. She has not recovered from the shock of my question when I place my hand on her waist and the next minute, my lips are on hers. She gasp as I kissed her softly. Her eyes are wide open in surprise and I can hear her heart beating twice it's normal rate. My eyes are also open because I want to see her expression. I can sense her thoughts. She can't believe she is kissing another man just a day after breaking up with her first boyfriend. She feels she is cheating on him. She has never kissed anyone else but her first boyfriend. Kissing another man who is me feels different. I know all of this from her expression. I am gentle with her. When I bite her lower lips, she releases a moan and closes her eyes to enjoy the moment, forgetting the fact that she is trying to hide her emotions from the man standing before her. I close my eyes too and trail my hand down her thigh, I raise her left leg. She gasps again. Still kissing her, I carried her with the left leg to the slab, placing her back to the large mirror. I didn't stop kissing her as I found my way out of my trousers and shorts. I guided her out of her dress too and stop kissing her. "Should I go....." She nods in anticipation, breathing hard.