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Sex With My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 43

Couldn't restrain his desires.

Washington DC.

Khloe's condominium.

The four friends were all having a home party at Khloe's apartment. They were already getting tips. Khloe who was obviously excited, twisted her body smoothly like a pro.

"Your dancing skills hasn't gotten rusty at all." Quinn commented admiringly.

"Of course, none of you can compare." Khloe bragged shamelessly.

Having the home party was all Khloe's idea as usual.

Ariana sat on the couch chewing at the lap of a fried turkey. She had no intention to join the dance whatsoever. As she chewed, she followed it down with a glass of brandy.

Brandy was her favorite alcohol after all..

As Jayden danced, he looked at Ariana through the corner of his eyes. He wanted to badly hug her at that moment but focused on his dancing instead.

However his actions didn't go unnoticed by the highly sensitive Khloe. She smiled inwardly.

She was going to matchmake these two fools... They were prolonging matters.

She wanted to be a godmother soon... To their child of course.

"I'm tired, you guys go ahead." Quinn laughed as she headed to a couch.

She collapsed on it still laughing.

"You don't wanna dance?" She glanced at Ariana who was currently munching some popcorn.

It was funny how despite being a glutton,she maintained a beautiful and nice figure..

No wonder Jayden was attracted to her. Speaking of Jayden... She turned towards his direction and caught him looking at Ariana.

She smirked...

However, she knew their relationship wasn't going to be smooth sailing.

Ariana had been traumatized since childhood... She hated relationships and men as a whole... The only reason why she could stand Jayden and could even become friends with him was because, he didn't approach her as a male.

Nor did he request for a relationship of any sort. He came to her as a gay, in fact they all thought he was a gay.

Howell, Ariana wasn't even aware of the truth yet. They wanted both of them to have a go at the relationship first and see if they could be together.

'Sigh...' What a twisted love story... A very twisted one indeed.

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It was soon 1:00am. Khloe decided that the home party had to end.

Quinn decided to sleep over at Khloe's apartment. It wasn't as if she intended on going back to the Stones' family mansion that wee hours of the morning.

"Let's sleep over too. I'm too tired to go back home." Ariana suggested.

"Nope. Jay will take you home, right Jade?" Khloe turned to Jayden with a completely serious expression on her face although she was stifling her laughter.

"Sure. Let's go then." Jayden gently dragged the drunk Ariana to the car, after they all bid their goodbyes.

As they drove, Jayden continuously glanced at the already sleeping Ariana. His heart felt warm.

He wished she didn't hate men. He was very sure she would have accepted him.

What made him so confident, he didn't know...

He pulled over at her apartment and parked his car at the garage.

Placing her gently on his shoulders, he took her inside.

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Jayden watched as Ariana slept with a peaceful look on her face. She looked so beautiful...

He stood up to leave. She would be fine...

However as he made to leave, Ariana unconsciously pulled his hand back. Maybe she thought it was Khloe or Quinn, he didn't know.

"Don't go please." Her voice was soft as she pleaded.

He sighed... He had no choice but to sit back on the bed.

Well, he could just sleep over. He would explain everything to her tomorrow and even tease her.

His eyes darted to her plumpy lips and he suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.

A kiss wouldn't hurt, would it?

He lowered his head and slowly captured her lips. He sucked on it gently and closed his eyes.

As he made to push his tongue into her mouth, she unconsciously resisted but he persistently succeeded.

His tongue intertwined with hers... He closed his eyes as he savored the heavenly feeling he was getting from the kiss....

How could a kiss be so satisfying?

He could taste the alcohol in her mouth and his hand daringly went downwards towards her breasts.

He gently squeezed them through her clothes. Ariana had never been a lover of bra. Khloe had tried her possible best to force her into wearing them but she always refused to.

Even with his movements, Ariana lay like a log of wood; she was completely knocked out.

Jayden was feeling hot already... Just a kiss and he was already hard!

But it wasn't his fault was it? He had been having a one sided love relationship with her for years now.

Getting an opportunity to get intimate with her up to this level was already a cause for celebration.

Although he knew what he was about to do may make Ariana lose trust in him and even strain their relationship, he continued.

He couldn't help it... She was his beloved...

He gently undressed her and she drowsily turned. He stifled his breath; was she about to wake up?

Should he just satisfy himself using his hands?

Was the risk worth taking?

By that time, he had undressed her to the chest level. Her supple breasts were in full display.

As he continued contemplating within himself, she turned directly facing him.

Jayden pushed all thoughts to the back of his mind. All he wanted at that moment was to become one with this beautiful lady lying on the bed.

He carefully stood up and began removing his clothes.

In seconds, he was already stark naked. He climbed onto the bed and pulled the sheets over their naked body.

He positioned his length at her entrance and as he tried to enter her, he was met with an obstruction.

Her hymen!

She was a virgin?!

Hah... How could he forget?

Someone who hated men couldn't possibly be sleeping around with them right?

Ariana hadn't even been in a relationship before...

He was stuck in a predicament; should he go ahead or stop at this point?

He looked at her sleeping face and as she she suddenly tried to turn, her hands unintentionally brushed against his length.

He gasped....

Ariana would be the death of him...

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