“Not unless you know anyone on the city council who can get one of my properties rezoned.”
Belle smirked at me. “And just who am I asking for?”
Oh, Christ. I’d fucked this woman six ways from Sunday, held her actual life in my hands and she didn’t know my fucking name? “It’s Aiden. Aiden Prince and I should have introduced myself earlier. I apologize.”
“Well, Mr. Prince, I’m Sara-Belle French but I go by Belle.
“And I go by Aiden unless our clothes are off. Then I think you know what to call me.”
I watched as Belle finished the last of her fruit. Every move dripped with sexuality, even the way she chewed seemed suggestive and erotic. I didn’t think it was something she did on purpose. Belle just oozed sexuality by default. “Are you ready to get out of here?” I asked when she’d finished her water.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
I put my jacket over her shoulders and we left the library. Belle drew everyone’s eyes as we made our way through the grand ball room.
She didn’t seem to mind one bit.
Chapter Nine
Belle
Aiden opened the door to one of the waiting cabs in front of the hotel and got in after me.
“Where to?” asked the driver. I gave him my uptown address and prodded Aiden about his property, location, square footage, etc.
Turns out, he owned prime real estate in the heart of a very wealthy area of Manhattan.
“If it were zoned for commercial use, what would you do with it?” I asked.
Aiden shook his head. “I’m not sure. I do know that I can’t do anything with it as it is, and that’s not a return on my investment.” He sighed. “Don’t worry about it, Belle. I’ll figure it out. I always do.” He patted my thigh and as his skin touched mine our eyes locked. He gave me a devilish look. A look that said he’d have me right here and now if it weren’t for the cab driver. I raised an eyebrow as he slid his hand up my leg and brushed against my panties.
I couldn’t help but let a tiny gasp through my lips. Aiden leaned in close. “Better be quiet, Belle. We don’t want to get kicked out of the cab, do we?” I nodded and pressed my lips together while Aiden pushed my legs farther apart. I shuddered as he stroked me through the fabric. “Just say the word and I’ll stop,” he whispered.
Stopping was the last thing I wanted. He grabbed me, fingers sinking into my wet panties and shook my whole pussy back and forth.
I whimpered as he jostled me, shaking and sliding my clit between my slippery folds. It felt so incredible, I couldn’t help it. No one had ever touched me like that.
“You turn me on so much, Belle,” he rumbled in my ear. “I can’t wait to get you out of this cab.
I was on the verge of coming again. And there was no way I’d be able to keep quiet.
The driver cleared his throat, bringing me back to reality. “We’re here,” he said eyeing me in the rear view.
Aiden slid his hand out from between my thighs and I grabbed a bunch of bills from my clutch, not bothering to count. “Thanks,” I said, shoving the money in his hand while avoiding eye contact and got out.
The doorman nodded to us as we walked in, not showing any outward sign that he noticed I only wore lingerie and a suit jacket. Like any good doorman on the Upper East Side would.
Aiden barely waited until the elevator doors closed before he had me pressed against the wall, kissing my neck, running his hand down my thighs. “I want you so much, Belle. It’s taking every bit of restraint I have not to fuck you in this elevator right now.”
I whimpered at his words. I couldn’t help it. “You’ll be glad you waited,” I said.
The elevator dinged, the doors opened and Aiden pulled himself away from me. “Lead the way.” I led him down the hall to the end unit, unlocked the door and let him inside the condo. Aiden whistled as he took in my corner loft. “This is a really nice place, Belle.”
“Thank you. I do pretty well for myself,” I said.
“What is it you do?” he asked.
I smiled. “We’ll get to that later. First, you need to make good on all those promises. And I need to show you my kink room.” I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom, opened the closet, then opened the hidden door on the back wall. “This was another bedroom but when I bought the place I had the room sealed and this door put in. I don’t need the housekeeper knowing my business, do I?”