The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(31)
“Just think about it. My offer is good whether you are interested in me or not. I like you. I admire your work ethic, I like your personality, and I like being around you. Whatever chemistry I feel for you, if you don't return it, that won't affect the job offer I'm giving you,” he told her, desperate for her to say yes. He was terrified if he left here without her, he'd never see her again.
Shelly put her fork down and looked at him. “I went out with you because I liked you. I was not expecting a job offer. I was expecting some wine, and to go back to your hotel room and have a night of intense passion, because you seem like the kind of guy that would make it count. I need time to think about the job offer, so let's finish our dinner and enjoy whatever happens next, and I'll think about the job.”
“Okay, I can do that,” Vlad said, realizing she hadn't said no and then the sex comment sunk in. He had trouble keeping his eyes off her breasts for the rest of the night.
They finished their dinner and Vlad told her about growing up in Russia, and how he'd been an only child. He talked about how he'd someday like a big family because he thought kids deserved to not be alone growing up like he had been.
Shelly listened to him and kept touching his hand through dinner. When they finally finished, he paid the bill and walked her to her car. They turned it on and she drove back to the hotel.
Speaking bluntly before they got there she told him what she was hoping for.
“I want to spend the night with you, especially if I never see you again. I don't know if I want to take the job yet, I still need to think about it, but you're the first man I've met in a long time that I actually like,” Shelly told him.
Vlad admired her candid nature. “I can live with that, but I hope Shelly, you consider taking the job offer too.”
“I need to talk with my brothers before I make any decisions. I still live with my youngest brother and I don't want to make any rushed decisions,” she told him.
Nodding at her, “I can understand that.”
Shelly pulled into the motel he was staying at, and pulled in front of his room number. He was on the ground floor. He walked over and swiped his card and let the two of them in. He had a bottle of vodka his company made and got out two shot glasses.
“Would you like to try the vodka my company makes?” he asked her holding up the bottle.
“Sure,” she told him grinning. “I'm usually not much of a drinker, but I'm already breaking a million other rules right now, so why not. I hope you don't mind but I need to get these heels off. They look great, but hurt something horrible.”
Vlad nodded and poured an extra tall shot for each of them and handed her the vodka.
“Do you need a chaser?” he asked her he normally could drink it straight, but found that many people mixed vodka in other liquids, or chased it with juice or soda.
“I'm good,” she told him and then tipped the vodka into her mouth and shut her eyes for a moment. “It's smooth, there's no real aftertaste. This is good stuff.”
“We are particular about our vodka. We have some more flavorful kinds but this one is advertised as smooth with no taste. I prefer my vodka simple,” Vlad told her and poured each of them a second shot.
“Bottoms up!” she told him and drank it quickly.
Vlad went to fill the glasses one more time but she handed him back the shot glass shaking her head no.
“I'm good, I'm a light weight and I already had some wine with dinner. I'm feeling it,” she said giggling.
“I'm going to kiss you now then, Shelly,” Vlad told her, pulling her up against his chest and looking down into her face.
Shelly nodded at him and watched him with a slightly nervous expression, the only telltale sign of her anticipation of him moving closer to her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him and dipped his head to take her mouth with his own.
She sighed and melted against him, her arm coming to wrap around his shoulders and neck and the other hand to touch the side of his face as she met his tongue with her own. Shelly's fingers dug into his shoulder as his other arm came around to start grabbing her perfect round butt and massage it gently with his hands.
Vlad started speaking to her in Russian as he broke the kiss and started kissing down her cheek to her chin and neck, telling her she was beautiful and he found her an amazing woman.
Shelly had no idea what he was saying to her, but hearing him talk to her with his accent in his native tongue had her shivering and pushing herself hard against him.
Unzipping her dress with his other hand that he'd moved up her back he slowly pulled it down and let his fingers trail over her naked skin as he exposed each inch of her brown flesh.
Shelly started to unbutton his shirt and pushed it up and off his shoulders. She went for his belt and started to unzip it, pulling it out of his pants before unzipping them and pushing them down over his hips.
Vlad helped her out of her dress until they stood together in just their underwear and both took a good look at each other.
Shelly's eyes were heavy with arousal and she could see the flush on Vlad's chest from his excitement.
Vlad pushed her gently backwards until her knees buckled and she fell backwards on the bed. He kneeled between her legs on the ground and pulled her thong until it snapped and ripped off. He threw it across the room as he pressed gentle kisses to her thighs and worked his way to her * and spread the lips with his fingers as he delved his tongue deep inside her hole.