Page 253 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
She pulled on the ends of the tie, drawing his lips closer to hers.
If he kissed her I was going to lose my fucking mind.
He put his hand on the center of her chest, stopping her from pulling him any closer. And then he lightly pushed her back down on the couch.
I held my breath, expecting him to climb on top of her.
But he didn’t.Thank God.
“I’ll be taking this back,” he said, pulling the tie off his bare shoulders. “Thank you very much, Miss Dwyer.”
Him calling her Miss Dwyer made me just as jealous. I loved when he called me Miss Taylor.
“Do you want these clothes back too?” Justin asked.
James winked at him. “No, you’re good.”
Justin laughed.
But I wasn’t laughing when James knelt down in front of Alina. He lifted up one of her high heeled feet and put it on top of his thigh.
Is he…he isn’t…I was going to be sick. The imaginary image of him leaning down to kiss her inner thigh clouded what was actually happening in front of me.
I didn’t realize my throat had made a weird squeaking noise until James looked over at me.
I watched as he lifted her other heel. He grabbed his belt off the table behind him and slowly tied her ankles together with the leather.
I hated the way his hands were on her skin. I hated that his belt was bound around her.
I could practically imagine the feeling of the leather biting into my own skin as I stared at him.
He lowered his eyebrows again as he stared back at me. But he kept his hands on Alina, not me.
My heart was beating so fast that I swore he could see my chest rising and falling. He had to know how pissed I was. So why was he still kneeling in front of a woman that wasn’t me?
He slowly stood up. He was no longer even trying to move to the beat of the music. He stalked in front of me.
He looked so fucking pissed.
Well, tough luck. I was pissed too.
He leaned forward, putting his hands on the back of the couch. But not a single inch of him was touching me. He’d literally touched everyone else in the room but me.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Miss Taylor,” he whispered in my ear. “I’ll need to see you after class. Room 3B. You have exactly five minutes or this will be even worse for you.”
He pushed himself back from me, being careful again not to touch me at all.
I had been so aroused earlier, but now I was just furious. Well, maybe still a little aroused.Stupid professorly striptease!
All James had left was his boxer briefs and the tie draped over his shoulders that he’d reclaimed from Kristen. He should have looked exposed. But the way he was staring at me was so domineering.
Yeah, I was definitely still aroused.
“That was so much fun!” Daphne said as James walked out of the room.
Everyone started cheering for encores and laughing.
But I didn’t laugh. It felt like my heart was beating in my throat. Room 3B? It had to be somewhere in this building, because there was no way we were five minutes from any nice hotel. And it was probably somewhere through the opening in the wall. Because everything behind me was rat-infested.
