Page 56 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
“She’sunderthe table, love. She’s got his cock in her mouth, and she’s sucking him dry.”
If I didn’t know better, I would’ve thought I would catch fire any second. My skin felt too small, my breaths rasping too hard. I shifted my attention to the man’s face. His eyes were closed, his head tilted back, his mouth moving every so often as though he was saying something.
It was taboo, but I tried to imagine myself as the woman beneath that table—No, beneath a different table, with Kieran’s cock in my mouth. How would he taste? Would he say vulgar things while he fucked my mouth? Would I like that, too?
“You enjoy watching,” Kieran said.
It wasn’t a question, but even so, I suspected it was true, so I answered accordingly. “Yes.”
“There’s a hint of a dirty girl in there already.”
“What about you?” I prompted, trying to control my breathing. “Do you like watching?”
Kieran’s hand grazed my thigh, the warmth settling on my skin when he rested it there. “Absolutely.”
When his thumb caressed the sensitive inner part of my thigh, it sent an electric current straight through me. Very similar to the one I’d experienced when Knox had touched me for the first time.
“I don’t bite,” Kieran said, his voice a tad deeper than Knox’s, his blue eyes glittering with the same heat I’d seen in my stepbrother’s. “Not unless you ask nicely. You want to ask, don’t you, birthday girl?”
“Yes.” I was under his spell completely, lost to the sensations warring inside me. As it was, I was clenching my knees together in an effort to stave off the throbbing in my core.
He leaned in closer, but rather than kiss me, he tilted his head and inhaled.
“You smell good. Like jasmine and sandalwood.”
I felt flushed from his words and the heat of his body, and I welcomed the sensations, relished them even. Not since Knox had a man touched me or said such erotically charged words. I wanted more.
For the first time since the night Knox broke my heart, I wanted someone else.
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Kieran
A man never knew what to expectout of the mouth of a beautiful woman.
I could admit, this particular woman was quickly weaving a web and drawing me in. There was something distinctly debauched about her innocent charm and the darker desires she was confessing. With every word, she was revealing a titillating mix of naughty and nice that I found ridiculously appealing. It was rare to find a woman who was so pure yet so open about her sexual curiosities. Especially to a complete stranger.
Then again, I had to blame myself. I was coaxing this little minx into revealing those dark desires.
In truth, coming on to Emily like this, flirting ruthlessly, engaging in an erotically charged conversation hadn’t been my intention.
In my defense, she was hard to resist.
From the moment I’d laid eyes on her when she walked into my club, I’d understood Knox’s reasons for staying away for so long. He had shared with me all the sordid insights into his family, his mother’s overbearing nature, the tight leash she’d kept on Emily. By keeping his distance, he’d insisted he was protecting her. I’d chalked it up to him having far more control than I possessed, but now I understood. Knox hadn’t stayed away for himself but for her. Beneath her sexy clothes and candid conversation was the heart and body of a sweet girl.
A virgin.
I’d never met a twenty-three-year-old virgin before. Or maybe I had, I didn’t really know. If so, I’d certainly never met one as untouched and pure as this one. And it was her sweet innocence that drew me to her, had me wanting her with a passion that rivaled all.
I certainly knew how Knox felt. The man had admitted his lust for her, explained how he didn’t understand what it was he wanted from her, but he knew he would have her. While I’d listened to Knox share his feelings for the woman who was technically his stepsister, I guess I’d thought he was exaggerating. No one could be as tempting as he’d made her out to be.
Except Emily Campbell was a siren, and I was a man who was drawn to her on a level I didn’t understand.
And to think, I’d expected this would be a one and done sort of thing. Similar to the other encounters Knox and I shared with women.
Knox’s desire for another had never worried me. I knew love and lust were complicated. At least they were for me. Then again, the darkness that lurked deep inside me was something I’d grown to live with, something I’d learned to harness. Only with Knox was I truly free to unleash the urges. And here was Emily, a virgin tossed into the mix, soon to be trapped between two men who wanted her with a fierceness that wouldn’t make sense to her.
While it could be her beauty that inspired me, that wasn’t all it was. No, I’d always been drawn to the innocent ones, and I doubted there was anyone as innocent as this sweet little virgin. It was there in her eyes, in the soft pout of her lips, in the pure sweetness of her voice. Emily had no idea that she held so much power over a man right in the palm of her hand.
