Page 405 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
I felt something hot spread onto my stomach. I immediately tried to sit up.
"Stop." He grabbed my thighs to prevent me from moving. His warm tongue danced along my stomach and down, stopping right above my clit. "The thing is, I love foreplay. I love seeing you squirm. I love when you beg me."
He poured more of the hot liquid onto my stomach. This time, I stayed still. It wasn't burning me; it was warm, almost pleasant.
"Each time you move, I'm going to have to stop whatever I'm doing to lap up the coffee before it spills on my desk."
Coffee? This was going to make such a mess. I didn't want to picture Nita's face when James asked her to clean this up. "What are you going to be doing to me?"
"Teasing you until you follow the rules."
"James, don't you have a lot of work to catch up on? And someone might stop by to talk to..."
He pressed a finger down hard on my clit.
God.My back immediately arched.
His finger moved away as quickly as it had come and I felt his tongue slide down my stomach. "You're so bad at this."
"James."
"Penny." He poured more coffee on my stomach. I felt it flow downward and pool in my belly button. "How about you tell me why you were upset earlier." He kissed the side of my neck.
I kept my mouth shut.
He ran his fingers up the insides of my thighs and lightly nipped the top of my thigh, right beneath where I wanted him most.
I moaned softly.
"Tell me." He kissed the same spot and his hot breath lingered between my thighs.
I needed him. "You kissed Isabella."
His hands fell from my thighs. "What?" The seduction from his voice was gone.
I didn't want to tell him about how Isabella had tricked me. Not when I couldn't see his reaction. Not when I was tied to his desk with no clothes on. "I saw you," I lied. "Last week when she came here to talk to you and you ditched me for lunch." I pulled on the phone cord and made the drawer slam shut again. "I saw you kiss her."
"Jesus, Penny, why didn't you say something sooner? I didn't fucking kiss Isabella."
He was awfully defensive. The anger in his voice was palpable. "I saw you." I bit my lip. It wasn't really a lie. I had a photographproving it. I tried to move again, but the phone cord dug into my wrists.
"Stop." He grabbed my arms to make me stop moving. With his other hand, he ran his thumb along my bottom lip again to keep me from biting it. "Then you only saw it for less than a second. Because she tried to kiss me, but I shoved her off immediately. I thought she was hugging me goodbye."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because there was nothing to tell. Isabella means nothing to me. I wasn't going to upset you for no reason."
"For no reason? Your ex wife kissed you and now you've been exchanging phone calls. You said she was being nice. What was I supposed to think?"And she's been harassing me.
"That I would never cheat on you."
I pressed my lips together. I immediately felt more liquid being poured onto my stomach. "James, I don't want to play this game anymore. Untie me."
"You don't trust me." He didn't ask it, he said it as a statement.
I wasn't sure if I did or didn't. I wanted to. Rob had made it seem like he hadn't cheated on me during his bachelor party. And James had just proved my suspicion that the kiss with Isabella wasn't what it seemed. Everything that Isabella had sent me was complete bullshit. "I do trust you."
"You don't. How do you not know how I feel about you after all this time? After everything we've been through?"
