Page 252 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
Her jaw dropped. But she quickly obliged, turning around, arching her back slightly.
She was responding the same way I had to Rob. I got it. I did. But…I also hated it. James was mine.
James jumped off the table, his eyes locked on Daphne’s ass.
Yes…Daphne’s. Not mine. I was going to kill him.
He ran the ruler slowly down her back, tracing the path of her spine. And then he turned to me. He lowered his eyebrows as he stared into my eyes. And then he slapped her ass with the ruler.
I jumped slightly in my seat, almost feeling the sting of it.
He lowered his eyebrows even more and then turned away from me. He tossed the ruler at Alina and then tore off his pants in one swift movement. He tossed his pants at Justin, who leapt in the air to grab them.
He was giving pieces of clothing and props to everyone but me.
And he was standing there in just a tie and his boxer briefs. No one else should have been allowed to see him like this.
He loosened his tie again and then pulled it the rest of the way off. I thought he would spank someone with that too. But instead he grabbed Bee’s hands and tied them together.
Her eyes grew round.
And I was pretty sure mine turned into slits. I didn’t love watching him touch someone else like that. He tugged on the tie and she leaned forward slightly.
He whispered something in her ear and she smiled.
And I swear my stomach rolled. I knew this was how he had felt when his friends were out here doing stuff to me. But again…they were doing ittome. It truly had been out of my hands. And they’d only done it in good fun. He was purposely provoking me with things he knew I found sexy, and I was furious.
“You’ve all been very naughty girls,” James said and winked at Alina. “I probably need to punish all of you.”
I glared at him. Punish? Seriously? Of all lines, he had to use that one?
I swear, if he does anything with Kristen…My train of thought ended as he stepped in front of her.
No.
He raised his eyebrow at her and she practically melted into a puddle at his feet.
He was supposed to be raising his eyebrow at me, not her. That was our thing. He stared down at her through his glasses, and that somehow made him look a thousand times hotter.
Kristen stood up, pressing herself against him.
And James didn’t step back. He put his hands on her waist, pulling her closer.
I clenched my hands into fists.
James glanced over at me as one of his hands lowered dangerously close to her ass.
I knew he could see the fury in my face. And yet…he didn’t move. He just gave me the same hard stare back.If you touch her ass I will murder you in your sleep.
His hand moved a fraction of an inch lower as he glowered at me.
I got it. He was proving a point. But if he didn’t remove his hands from Kristen’s waist right this second I was going to cut a bitch.
Kristen pulled out the tie she’d stolen from his closet and draped it around his neck.
He smiled down at her.
No.He should have been freaking out that she’d stolen one of his ties! Not rewarding her with a sexy smirk.
