Breathless: In Love With an Alpha Billionaire (Breathless 1)
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CHAPTER ONE
DESTINY
What in the Hell?
What is it about Jacob Turner? I wondered, as I sat naked in the center of his circular, king-sized bed in his presidential suite at the Marriott Marquis. I'd left my office to go get a cup of coffee around noon. Coffee. Then, explain to me why hours later a stranger had literally charmed my panties off. If anyone told me I would bump into the heir of Turner Enterprises and be in the billionaire's bed by nightfall, I would have cursed them out for suggesting something like that about a respectable woman such as myself.
Turner Enterprises was the nation's number one commercial construction conglomerate passed down for generations through the Turner family. It had offices all over the United States. Turner Enterprises constructed every substantial piece of business property in the U.S.
I could see how Jacob was such a persuasive man in business and in life. His family groomed him since he was old enough to walk to take the helm of the business. He was powerful and damned sure influential. He had manipulated me into forgetting all my values and coming back to his suite after only a few hours of mentally stimulating conversation.
When I looked around the lavish room with gold trimmings, high back chairs and other regal furnishings, I suddenly felt out of place.
"Jacob, I don't think I should be here," I said, while scooting to the edge of the bed. I scanned the room searching for my clothes.
Jacob pulled me back flush to him, hard. My cool skin collided with his burning hot flesh instantly warming me to my core.
"Stay," he breathed onto my neck. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but please stay the night with me. I could use the company."
I looked into his hazel green eyes of privilege. He was used to getting what he wanted, and he wanted me…to stay with him. Jacob could have any woman he desired. Why me?
Questions floated through my mind but dared to leave my lips. I crossed my arms over my bare chest to cover my breasts.
"Okay, I’ll stay a little while longer, but only under one condition.”
“Anything.”
“I need to put on my clothes.”
It was my ex-husband, Montie's, weekend to have visitation with our children, so I really had nowhere to go. I just didn’t want to sit naked with a man I hardly knew.
Jacob slid over to the edge of the bed so that he was sitting closer to me. Turning my face to his, he placed a soft, lingering kiss on my lips. His breath absorbing into mine and becoming a part of me made me forget that I wanted to put on my clothes. Instead, I had the urge to straddle his lap and swallow him completely inside my being.
While running my rogue fingers over his smooth, tanned back, I struggled to maintain control of my actions. A deep sigh escaped my lips as I pulled away from him and looked away, breaking our intense stare. I was uncomfortable with how fast we were moving, and he sensed it.
Jacob stood up, went to the closet, and returned with a robe. "Put this on."
His protruding erection spoke his salacious desires loud and clear. But he respected my wishes enough not to press the issue, at least not at the moment. He sat on the sofa on the other side of the room and turned on the television.
“What do you like to watch on TV?” he asked, while scrolling through the many channels available.
“I don’t really watch much TV,” I admitted, my eyes never leaving his ruggedly handsome face, covered with a curly dark brown beard.
"What is it about you, Destiny?" he asked as he watched me watch him.