Page 150 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
“Permission.”
Emily frowned. “I don’t understand. We’ve already been together. The three of us.”
“That’s what we want with you, Em. The three of us.”
She laughed. “I figured that out already.”
I held her gaze. “I need you to ask for it.”
She continued to stare at me.
“This doesn’t work unless the three of us want the same thing, Em. We need to know you want it, too.”
“I want it, Knox,” she whispered, lifting her head, her lips close to mine. “I’ve wanted it since the first night at the club.”
I tried to remember that night, but some details were fuzzy. I remembered seeing her with Kieran, being overwhelmed by a passion fueled by the two people I wanted most in this world. Everything else was just a blur.
“When you joined us in that booth. I was trapped between you.” She kissed my lower lip. “I wanted it then, and I want it now.”
“Do you understand what it entails?”
Emily smiled against my mouth. “I think I’ve got the gist of it.”
I moved over her suddenly, taking her hands, holding them above her head, pinning her to the chair. Her eyes widened as she stared up at me, her surprise etched on her beautiful features.
“It’s more than what I want from you,” I said, keeping my tone firm. “That’s the easy part.”
Her expression sobered. “What’s the hard part?”
“What others will say,” I told her. “What the media will say when they get wind of this.”
“Who cares?” Her eyebrows jumped. “I certainly don’t.”
I was sure she meant that, but I wasn’t sure she understood the repercussions. The media could be vicious in their attacks, and with my mother attempting to fuel the fire… I shoved the thought away, not wanting to dwell on it right now.
“I want to watch you with Kieran, Em,” I told her, sliding my jaw along hers, lowering my voice. “I want to watch while he fucks you. Sometimes you’ll know I’m there; sometimes you won’t. I don’t give two shits about privacy, and Kieran won’t either.”
Another sharp inhale was her only response.
I licked her bottom lip, moved to her other ear. “I want to fuck you while you’re fucking him, Em. I want to pound my cock into your tight little ass while he fills your pussy.”
She whimpered, her hips pressing upward, her pussy grinding against my thigh.
“I want to fuck Kieran while he’s fucking you.”
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
“Does that bother you?”
Emily shook her head. “It makes me hot.”
I lifted my head, met her gaze. “You want to watch me fuck him?”
“So much.” She rode my thigh. “I’ve fantasized about it.”
“What else have you fantasized about?”
“You sucking him,” she said on a breathless moan. “His cock in your mouth.”
