Page 399 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
"Rules are meant to be broken." His breath was hot against my neck as he began to massage my shoulders.
Fuck that feels good.
"And I know breaking rules turns you on. You're probably dripping wet right now, just thinking about it aren't you?"
"Stop." I shifted forward on the chair, letting his hands fall from my shoulders. "You're going to make me spill my coffee."
"Penny, I'm caving." He walked around me and leaned against the front of his desk. "I need you. I can't even function anymore. I'm horny as hell."
"Sure you are." He had sex this weekend with some hooker. And he had probably screwed Isabella and Rachel too.Asshole.
He lowered his eyebrows. "What, do you want me to beg you? I'll beg if you want, baby." He kneeled in front of me and ran his hands up my thighs. "I need you. Now."
I took a huge sip of coffee instead of answering him. Why was he trying to have sex with me right now? He should have been apologizing. And groveling. He was acting like nothing had happened.
"How was your weekend, James?"
"I missed you."
I pressed my thighs together to stop his hands from traveling any farther. "Tell me about your bachelor party."
He sighed and sat down in the chair beside mine. "It was okay."
"Just okay?"
He ran his hand through his hair. "I think Rob and Matt probably enjoyed it the most. I really just hung out with Mason by the pool."
"Nothing super eventful that you want to tell me about?"
"No, it was just relaxing."
Fuck you."Nothing you want to talk to me about?"
"Um...no? How was your weekend? Did you have fun without me?"
"Not really, no."
He lowered his eyebrows. "Is everything okay, baby?"
I was getting exasperated. I didn't want to run around in circles. "No, it's not. I had a really shitty weekend actually. I tried to call you a million times, James."
"I didn't have my phone. What did you expect me to do?" He gave me a playful smile.
"To figure out a way to call me back."
"I did. And you didn't pick up."
"Yeah, because I was sleeping. I tried to call you back and they asked for a password. When I didn't know it, they hung up and then none of my other calls went through. Where the hell were you?"
"I told you. It was called the Blue Parrot Resort. It's in Costa Rica. I heard you had a bachelorette party. How'd that go?"
I tried to swallow down the lump in my throat. Is that why he did what he did? Because he thought I was doing the same? I didn't fuck a random stranger. What the hell was wrong with him? Before I could answer him, his phone started ringing.
"Sorry, I need to take this. I missed all my calls this weekend and I don't want to get any further behind. Hold on a sec." He put his hand on my knee, leaned over his desk, and grabbed his work phone. "Hunter."
He kept his hand on my knee as if he was worried I would flee. He was probably right. I didn't think this was how our conversation would go. I thought he'd tell me what happened right away and say how sorry he was. Instead, he was acting like nothing had happened.
"I asked you not to..." his voice trailed off and he shoved his free hand into his pocket. "Really?" He looked down at me. "I mean...I doubt it will change their minds, but it would be great if you tried." A smile had spread across his face. "Thanks a lot, Isabella. Let me know how it goes. Bye."
