Page 100 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
Her brown eyes glittered with a passion I’d never seen before. “Yes.”
“Put your hands at your sides.”
Her eyes were locked with mine as she followed instruction, releasing me and lowering her arms to her sides.
I loosened my grip on her hair, let my fingers glide through the cool, silky strands. “Don’t move.”
I circled around behind her, dragging my palm along her thigh, my fingers tickling just under the hem of her short sweater dress. When I took up position behind her, I placed both palms on her thighs, lifted so that the dress rose higher.
Her body went rigid and I knew she could now see Knox. He was watching us, his attention on Emily.
“You said you trusted me,” I reminded her.
“I do.”
“Good girl.” I leaned down, lowered my voice to a whisper. “He fantasizes about this. He’s a voyeur, Em. Do you know what that means?”
She nodded, her full attention on Knox.
“He wants to watch the two of us,” I revealed, figuring she would find out sooner or later. “He gets off on watching.”
“He just wants to watch?” Her words dripped with disappointment.
“Oh, he wants to touch you just as much as I do. But he’s been battling the urge for much longer.”
“He had his chance,” she said curtly. “All he has to do is tell me why he did what he did.”
I didn’t stop touching her, letting my thumbs graze the sensitive crease where her thigh met her torso. I pulled her hips back, let her feel the hard-on pressing insistently against my jeans.
“He has his reasons, Em.”
She remained unmoving, still staring at Knox across the room. “Do you know what they are?”
“Yes.” I wasn’t going to lie to her.
“Then you can tell me.”
I dipped my thumbs just under the edge of her panties. Emily swayed on her feet, but she didn’t pull away.
My cock kicked as I rubbed lightly over the silky, smooth skin of her mound. She’d been waxed bare and that knowledge made my cock ache, the thought of watching my dick slip between the glistening lips of her sex as her body welcomed me drew a ragged groan from my chest.
“Will that make it all better, Em? If you know exactly what happened, what spurred Knox to make a decision he knew was going to hurt you … will you see him differently then?”
“I don’t know until he tells me.”
“Spread your legs,” I instructed, more so to see if she was still on board with what I was doing and not lost in her own head.
Emily’s feet inched apart, spreading her trim thighs.
“Knox is a man with convictions, Emily. Strong ones. Sometimes he does things because it’s necessary, not because it’ll make him popular. You can understand that, can’t you?”
She didn’t answer right away, so I pulled my thumbs back, let my hands go lax.
Emily whimpered, pressing back against me.
“I’ll keep touching, provided you keep answering.”
“Yes,” she said quickly, relaxing into me. “I can understand he makes hard decisions.”
