Embolden by her voice turning huskier, his hips pressed into her butt from behind as he wrapped his arms around her svelte waist.  That meant her body was feeling sinful sensations from his touch, indecent and forbidden between them.  Her cheeks were flush, she was blushing at how brazenly he held her close, yet did not push him away.  His manhood started to stir and get hard.<br/><br/>"Georgia, I know Jackson is not some random man.  He is my son, your future husband."  He breathed into the back of her neck, if not covered by the soft fabric of her jumper, she surely would have felt his lips on her skin.  "But, this is for your own good.  To keep the wealth in our families, so you and Jackson can enjoy a nice life."  His words were affectionate, like a dad would care for a daughter.<br/><br/>"I can speak to Jackson.  I am sure he will understand and be supportive.  Or you can call and tell him."  He said firmly, his words insistent, as if he would not entertain any further protests or negotiation from her.  "If you would agree, we could spend the weekend here and get to know each other before taking the next steps."  It was obvious now that the hotel suite had been booked for the entire weekend.  He was expecting that she would consent to his proposal and agree to stay.<br/><br/>"All I need from you now is to say yes to me.  So, we can tell our lawyers to go ahead and get the agreements and the paperwork ready to be signed."  His arms tightened further around her waist and hips pressed into her cheeks more insistently.