“T… Travis?” I stuttered. My knees went weak.

This man was f*cking hot.

How the hell was he so good looking?

Was it normal for a man to look this f*cking gorgeous?

He was not only tall and muscular, but his face was also the sexiest thing ever.

With the sharpest jawline, full lips and a pair of blue eyes that were as cold as ice.

I could not believe what I was seeing. And this was the man who had just wasted my time?

My heart was beating fast. My hands were getting sweaty. I took a step back and stared at the man in front of me. He had no shirt on and was only wearing a pair of trousers.

His chiseled abs were glistening under the dim lights.

Damn! He was ripped and muscular.

His arms were huge and so were his legs.

The tattoos that decorated his body only added to his sexiness.

My lips parted as I took in the sight.

He looked so hot, I was getting wet just by looking at him.

And not only was his body sexy, but his face was also so handsome.

A rugged kind of handsomeness.

There was something about him.

Something dangerous and deadly.

I gulped.

Why was I reacting this way? I was an escort, a professional. But this man, he was something else.

There was an aura about him, an animalistic intensity.

Just standing in front of him, was turning me on in every way possible.

I didn't understand why.

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was low, gruff and demanding.

"I'm the escort." I managed to blurt out.

"The escort?" His eyebrows furrowed. He was staring at me with disgust.

"Yeah. The one you hired. The $70,000 a night escort. Your escort." I said, my voice sounded unsure.

What the fuck was happening?

This was the first time, a man had made me lose control.

But what was even more shocking was, the fact that I liked it.

"My escort?" He stared at me for a while and then he laughed.

A deep, throaty laugh.

He laughed for a few minutes and then his eyes landed on me.

Ah! You're the whore." He said.

"Excuse me? How dare you?" I exclaimed, offended.

"Well, that's what you are, isn't it? An escort. A whore." He scoffed.

I gritted my teeth. This man was arrogant. I could hear it in the tone of his voice.

"That's no way to talk to a woman." I yelled at him.

“And I’m not a whore. I’m an escort. And don't forget it." I told him.

"Well, whatever you are, get the hell out of here." He snapped.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

I wasn't scared of him.

This man might be hot and have the ability to make me wet with just a stare. But, he was also so arrogant.

And the kind of man I despised the most, was the type who had no respect for women.

He was one of those, chauvinistic bastards. Those rich assholes, who thought the world belonged to them.

I hated men like him.

Well, I had a thing or two to teach him.

This was exactly why, I had chosen to become an escort.

To show the arrogant men like him, a lesson. To show them, how a woman can break them.

To show them, how a woman can make them do anything, they want.

“I’m not leaving here, until you tell me why the hell, you wasted my time and made me come all the way here." I told him, crossing my arms across my chest.

Travis smirked and moved closer.

“Wasn’t the money enough? Are you that greedy? Why are you still here?" He asked. He didn’t even bother to reply to my

I gulped.

My mind was blank.

This was the first time, I didn't have a smart response.

Travis chuckled.

He stepped forward, grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer.

"Leave, I don’t have any use for you." He said.

Hearing his words and seeing the smug look on his face made me flinch.

This man, had a lot to learn.

And I was going to be the one to teach him.

“You’re so arrogant and rude." I snapped at him.

“You have a lot to learn, Travis. And I'm going to teach you.” I told him.

“Don't test me. You're not the first rich asshole, who's had a little too much power. Don't think I don't know what goes through the minds of men like you. You think, you're special because you're a powerful billionaire. Well, you're not. There are hundreds of other rich men, just like you. And believe me, I’ve had them all. I've broken them. All of them. And I'll break you too." I growled.

Travis stared at me, shocked.

I could see his gaze move downwards.

He looked at my tits and licked his lips.

"I've never met a woman like you. You're hot." He said, his voice low and gruff.

“I might grant your wish and let you fck me. Since you’ve been begging for it since you came up here. And since, I'm feeling generous today." He continued.

My jaw dropped. The audacity of this man.

I was stunned.

What the fuck? This man was insane.

First, he insults me, then, he tells me to leave, and now, he is trying to have s-ex with me.

How dare he!

How could he think he was so good, that I would actually agree to have sex with him?

“Fck you!” I raised my hand to slap him but he caught it.

I struggled, but couldn't get out of his grip.

His hands were huge and he held onto me with such ease.

I yelped.

Damn! This man was strong.

“Oohhhh… Did you just say ‘Fck you’. Is that what you want? Do you want to fck me?" He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

He pulled me closer and then leaned down, pressing his forehead against mine.

I gasped.

His face was so close, I could feel his breath. I shuddered.

His smell was intoxicating.

I didn’t know if it was his cologne, or his natural smell. But it was driving me crazy.

Crazy as hell!

What the fuck was wrong with me? Why was I having such a strong reaction to him?

He was a jerk!.

And not only that, he was also the kind of man I hated.

I didn’t understand, why I was feeling this way.

I was not supposed to be enjoying his touch, his scent.

But somehow, I was.

Travis ran a hand through my hair.

His fingers were warm and his touch made me moan.

Then he did the most shocking thing ever.

He pressed his lips against mine and kissed me.

Travis kissed me.

His kiss was fierce and hungry.

As he devoured my lips, his hands wandered over my body. I moaned.

The kiss was intense. I could feel the hunger and the passion in it. It was making my knees weak.

This was the hottest kiss I had ever experienced.

F*ck

This guy was a good kisser. The way he was kissing me, made me want him even more. I was dripping wet.

Damn! This was bad.

I didn't understand what was happening.

What was it about this man? Why was I feeling this way?

My heart was beating so fast, it was as if it was going to jump out of my chest.

He was still kissing me.

I wanted him to stop. But at the same time, I wanted him to continue.

The conflict inside me was making me crazy. I hated his guts but yet, I couldn't get enough of him.

He was kissing me hungrily, possessively. His hands were wandering all over my body. One moment they were on my t!ts, squeezing them and the next, they were on my ass, cupping it.

I groaned.

This was crazy. And then his lips left mine and he kissed me along my neck.

I couldn't control myself. A loud moan escaped my lips. My body was on fire. I was burning with desire. He was teasing me.

“Please.” I moaned.

"Are you asking me to stop or go further?" He asked.

"Further. Please. Keep going." I moaned.

"So, you want this?” He asked.

“Yes.” I moaned. I was in a trance.

As an escort, I had kissed and slept with many men. But none of them, had such an effect on me. Never before had a man made me lose control like this.

I was losing control. All sense of sanity and reasoning. I wanted him to keep going. I wanted to jump on his bones, right there and then.

I was expecting him to keep going and have his way with me.

But to my surprise, he pulled away. His blue eyes were blazing and there was a grin on his face.

I groaned.

My body was on fire and I was aching for him. His touch, his kiss, had turned me into a whimpering mess.

And now, he had pulled away.

I was breathing hard and staring at him with my lips parted.

Travis lifted his head and looked at me.

His gaze was intense.

He had a smug look on his face. He was enjoying this. I felt embarrassed and angry.

How could I beg him like this? It was not supposed to be like this. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. I was supposed to tell him off. Not beg for his kisses.

Shit! I had made a fool of myself. I had acted like a needy whore. And Travis had enjoyed it. He had enjoyed watching me come undone.

“Look at your face.” He laughed. “You look like you just had your first kiss.”

Travis threw his head back and chuckled. “I thought you said you were an escort. Aren’t escorts supposed to be experienced and professional? Why are you acting like a little girl who has never been kissed before? It's like you have no idea what to do with a man." He mocked me.

"I am experienced." I snapped. I was angry.

Angry at myself for falling into his dumb little trap.

Travis didn’t kiss me because he was attracted to me. No. He did it to prove a point. That he was better than me.

He did it to show me that he could make me fall and lose control.

Travis was an arrogant man. And he had proven that.

I could feel my anger boiling. I had completely lost control. How did I let that happen?

An escort had to always be in control. Always.

That was the number one rule. We were always supposed to have the upper hand.

We were the ones in control. Always.

Not the men.

The men were supposed to do as we wanted. They were supposed to follow our rules. And here, I was the one, who was following his rules.

I shook my head and tried to regain my composure.

I had made a mistake. A big mistake.

This man had managed to make me lose control.

This had never happened before. And now, he was making fun of me.

I felt so humiliated.

“Oh please, Travis. I’ve kissed a lot of men. And slept with more. This kiss meant nothing to me.” I lied.

I was trying my best to hide my emotions. I didn’t want Travis to know that his kiss had turned me into a wet, whimpering mess.

He laughed again.

“Oh really?” He asked. “Then why were you begging for more. Why were you moaning my name? You were so turned on, it was so obvious. It was written all over your face." He teased.

"F*ck you." I snapped.

"Oh… you want to f*ck me too. Don’t you?” He laughed at me.

“If I were you. I would resign from the escort job because you clearly don't have what it takes. You have no idea how to handle men. I think it would be better if you quit and did something. Trust me, you’re weak.” He said.

“I’m not weak. I’m the best escort in the city. I know what I am doing. You are just a spoiled, arrogant, rich jerk who is used to having women fall at his feet. But guess what, Travis. You don't know how to handle a woman like me. You don’t even have the slightest idea how to treat a woman." I said.

Travis looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "Oh really?" He asked.

I knew it was a stupid move. But I didn't care. I had to get back at him.

For humiliating me. For making me lose control. For taking advantage of my weakness.

Travis was a manipulative. And I didn't want to show him any weakness. I didn't want to give him an inch.

Travis was looking at me and I could see the wheels turning in his mind. He was thinking.

I wondered what was going through his mind.

"Okay. Then, let's do it. Let's see how you do with a man like me." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"Let's make a bet." He said.

"Let's make a bet." He said.

"What kind of bet?" I asked.

"A challenge." He said.

“A..A challenge.? I stammered.

“Yes.” He rubbed his chin and nodded.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Wins?" I asked.

"Yes." He said.

I stared at him as I thought about his proposal. Should I agree to this? I mean clearly, I was better than him. It wouldn't take me even a minute to seduce him. And then, the thought occurred to me. Maybe, he would be able to seduce me.

What if he was better at it?

He just showed me that he was capable of making me lose control. He was a charming and handsome man.

What if I wasn't able to resist him? But then, the thought of being a loser and failing in front of him was even worse. So, I had no choice.

"Deal." I said.

"Really?" He looked at me with surprise.

“Yes. I’m going to prove to you Travis Sinclair that a woman like me, has no problem in handling a man like you. You won't know what hit you." I smirked.

"Oh.. Really?" He asked.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Well. Then. Let's see about that." He said.

"So, how do you want to do this?" I asked.

"I have an idea." He said.

Then he stepped aside and gestured for me to come into his apartment.

I swallowed. There was no turning back now.

I took a deep breath and stepped inside his apartment.

Once we were inside, he closed the door behind us and turned around to face me.

His blue eyes were piercing. He was staring at me. It was so intense.

And then he smiled.

"Now. Should we get started?" He asked.

"Sure." I said.

"Alright. First of all, before we begin, we have to set some rules." He said.

"Rules?" I asked.

"Yes. We need some ground rules." He said.

"Like?" I asked.

"First and most important rule. You’re not allowed to touch the person seducing you. Immediately you touch the person, it is an instant failure. If that happens, the seducer wins. Got it?" He said.

I blinked.

“What? But….” I tried to protest.

"If the person gets you off, you lose. If the person doesn't, you win. Is that clear?" He asked.

I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded.

"Good." He said.

"Next rule. No penetration of any kind.” He said and moved closer to me.

“No matter how badly, the being seduced begs for it. The seducer can only use his mouth and tongue. Nothing else. No penetration is allowed." He whispered into my ears. His hot breath tickled me and I could feel myself getting aroused.

I shivered. This was going to be hard for me.

“Do you understand?” He asked again.

“O..Okay.” I breathed. I tried to calm my nerves.

“I can do this.” I muttered to myself. “I can do this”

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I could hear Travis chuckle.

"Ready?" He asked.

"I'm ready." I said.

"Go ahead. Seduce me." He said.

I opened my eyes and turned around. Travis was standing right in front of me. His blue eyes were shining with mischief.

He was grinning at me.

"Come on, little lady. Show me what you got." He taunted me.

"With pleasure." I replied and walked towards him.

I was determined to win. No matter what.

Even if I had to sacrifice myself, I was not going to lose.

"I have to warn you. It's gonna be really hard for you. I'm really good at this. So, get ready to lose." He said.

"You know, Travis. That's exactly what I was about to say." I smiled at him.

I had no idea how I was going to do it. But, I was going to do it. I was going to bend him to my will. I was going to show him who the boss was.

"Ready or not, here I come." I winked at him.

I moved closer and wrapped my arms around his neck. I tiptoed and planted a kiss on his lips.

"That's all you got? Oh dear. I have so many ways to do this." He said.

"Don't underestimate me, Mr. Sinclair. You will lose. That's a guarantee." I said.

"Really? Then, I'm gonna show you. I'm gonna prove it to you. I'm going to make you cum. I'm going to make you cum so hard that your knees are going to buckle." He whispered into my ears.

"In your dreams." I replied.

"In my dreams. Hmm. That's an interesting idea." He grinned.

"Well. That's all you're gonna get. In your dreams. Because that's not happening." I said.

Then, I pulled him closer to me and kissed him deeper. My tongue invaded his mouth and I licked and sucked his lips.

Travis held his hand above my ass, but didn't touch me.

"Mmm.." I moaned into his mouth.

Travis was not kissing me back.

He was not responding to my advances. He was trying to resist.

I was impressed. I had expected him to cave in and start kissing me. But, he didn't.

He was playing the game. I slid my hand down his chest and moved my palm up and down.

My hand caressed his firm abs. My fingers danced across his skin and then, they traveled down.

My kiss became more intense as I moved my hands lower. I let go of his lips and kissed along his neck.

"Oh yeah." He groaned.

I smiled. I was making him crazy. I was surely going to win. I kissed his neck and ran my tongue along his collarbone.

My hands were moving lower and lower. Until they reached the waistband of his pants. I hooked my finger into the waistband and pulled it down.

"Fuck.." Travis hissed.

I looked up at him. He was glaring at me.

"You're such a naughty little girl, aren't you?" He asked.

I just smiled and moved closer. My lips brushed against his skin. I could feel his pulse quicken.

He was excited.

"I'm gonna make you scream, Travis. And then, you'll beg me to never stop." I whispered.

"Keep dreaming." He growled.