Page 59 of Triplet Trouble For My Billionaire Boss

"Tell me the truth, Annie," he whispers.

How the hell can I tell him the truth?

He's my boss. He's Robbie's dad. He's the man I can't get out of my head, and now, here he is, in my room, larger than life.

So damn big.

"Come on, Annie." Cole's voice is a low growl, and his hand cups the back of my neck.

"Tell me."

Oh God.

I squeeze my thighs together, the ache between them growing stronger.

"Cole..."

My voice is barely audible.

"What were you reading, Annie?"

Cole's grip tightens on the back of my neck, and his other hand slides down my side.

His lips brush over my ear, sending shivers scoring down my spine. "Were you reading about how to please your man?"

My breath catches inmy throat.

"Were you reading about how to touch yourself?"

Cole's hand moves lower, his fingers brushing the hem of my shirt.

"Were you thinking about me while you touched yourself, Annie?"

My heart is pounding, and my head is spinning.

I can't think straight.

“No! No,” I say a little louder than intended and put my hands to his chest, hoping to… what? Maintain some distance? Keep lying to him?

What’s the point? He already knows the truth.

Cole growls softly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine.

"Did you like thinking about me?"

"Yes." The word escapes my lips in a sigh before I can stop it.

"What do you think about, Annie?"

I hesitate.

"Tell me." His hand slides under the hem of my shirt, his fingers grazing the skin of my lower back. “Tell me yours, and I’ll tell you mine.”

His? Was he thinking about me too?

A tiny moan escapes my lips when the meaning of his words gets throughto me, and I lean into his touch.

He growls, the sound primal, possessive.

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