What He Needs (What He Wants, Book Four) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Professor Worthington soon.   About your case.”   I moaned.   “I’m so not in the mood for that.”
    “What are you in the mood for, Charlotte?” he asked,
pulling my hips into his.  
    I felt his erection against my leg and
shook my head, pulling away from him.   “You are insatiable,” I said.  
    “Only for you.”
    “But if I’m going to get to my meeting on
time, I have to shower.”   I stood
up, suddenly bashful about the fact that I was naked, even though obviously
Noah had seen me naked and in many unmentionable positions.  
    I tried to keep the blanket wrapped
around me, but Noah reached over and grabbed at it until it slid into a pool on
the floor.
    “I want to look at you,” he said.   “Anytime I want.”
    I felt exposed and vulnerable as I walked
to the bathroom, but I loved knowing that he liked looking at my body, that he
was so turned on by it that he could get hard just by being close to me.
    After I showered, I dried my hair and
dressed in some of the clothes I’d brought from my apartment.   It felt a bit weird, wearing different
clothes to see Professor Worthington than what I’d worn this morning, but my
other clothes were strewn about the kitchen, wrinkled and in no condition to
wear to a meeting.
    When I got back into the bedroom, Noah
had pulled on a pair of drawstring pajama pants and was checking his emails on
his iPad.
    “Will I see you back here later?” he
asked.  
    “Yes.”   I nodded.   “We
could… I mean, we could have dinner?”   It felt strange, asking him to dinner
after we’d done things that were so much more intimate.  
    “Sure.”   Noah nodded.   “I
have some things I’d like to discuss with you, too.”   His eyes blazed, and I knew what he was talking about.   The BDSM stuff.   He wanted to talk about the rules, and
I remembered how he’d said that sex was just one part of it.
    “Okay.”   I said.   I was
excited to learn more about what was expected of me.   Him telling me what to do, me having to live by his rules,
to exist to please him, to pleasure him, in whatever way he desired was a turn
on.   And now that he’d let me in a
tiny bit, now that he’d wanted to go to a party with my family, it just felt…
right.
    I did trust him.
    It wasn’t just words.
    One of things that I’d learned about
being a good lawyer was that you always had to trust your instincts.   And my instincts said that Noah could
be trusted, that he wasn’t a killer
    He was a good man.
    The kind of man you could fall in love
with.
    I was halfway out the door when my phone
buzzed.   I looked down.   A text from Julia.
    We should talk.
    I didn’t really have any interest in
talking to her, so I closed it out and decided to deal with it later.    But I noticed my phone battery
was about to die, and I rustled through my bag, looking for my charger.   It wasn’t there.   I must have forgotten to grab it in the
rush to get out of my apartment.
    I walked back to the bedroom and poked my
head in the door.   “Hey,” I
said.   “You wouldn’t happen to have
an extra iPhone charger, would you?”
    “In the drawer in the office,” he
said.   “If there’s not one there,
have Jared stop at the store on the way and run in and get you one.”
    “Jared?” I asked, surprised.   “Your driver?”
    “Yes,” Noah said, looking up from his
iPad.   “I won’t have you riding the
subway or taking a taxi, Charlotte.   It’s far too dangerous.”
    I opened my mouth to protest, but he held
up his hand to stop me.   “My
rules.”
    I nodded, knowing it was useless to argue
with him.   “Where’s the office?”
    “Down the hall, second door on the left.”
    I hurried down the corridor and into the
office.   The room was painted in a
calming shade that was somewhere between blue and slate grey.    On the walls hung framed black
and white prints of the city.   A
huge marble desk stood in the center of the room, with a desktop