Page 34 of Beauty and her Billionaire Beast
“You’re sucha—”
“Prick? Asshole? That I am. And it won’t ever change, Belle.” I head down the hall, a smile on my face. But even Iam not that strong a man. I raise my hand to my nose and smell her scent on myfingers.
I want her, so fuckingbad.
By the time I make it to the room I’m staying in and take a seat on the bed, Isabelle walks in the door. “You’re not a nice guy,” she says, standing in the middle of theroom.
“Get over here and tell me that,” I dare her, signaling for her to come to me usingthe same two fingers she was just grindingagainst.
She doesn’tmove.
“Come here. Now,” I orderher.
She folds her arms over her breasts and tilts her head sharply to one side, causing her hair to flip. “Orwhat?”
“You don’t want to findout.”
“Maybe Ido.”
“No,” I say, and let out a long yawn I didn’t realize was coming. It’s barely six in the morning,and I didn’t make it back to bed until after three. “You really don’t. Get over here. I’m still tired, but don’t underestimate me. I’ll chase you through this pool house if I have to. And when I catch you and spank your ass until it’s bright fucking red, don’t say I didn’t warnyou.”
“You wouldn’t dothat.”
“Tryme.”
Finally, after a minute of looking as though she’s contemplatingbeing chased, she smiles and walks over to me. She sits next to me on the bed. “I don’t know if I like this room,” she says, looking around. “What exactly is this theme? RoyalVictorian?”
“Something like that. But you’re changing the subject.” With one half turn, I roll her and pin her to the bed. “Do I need to repeat my demonstration, or are you going to answerme?”
“All right,”she cries out. “Yes. That’s myanswer.”
“Yes? Yes, you want me? Or yes, some random guy willdo?”
“What you said first,” she admits in awhisper.
“Say it,then.”
“Dammit. I want you, Knox Steele…I wantyou.”
I lower to the bed and kiss her hard on her lips. “Good,” I whisper, and move off of her again. “Let’s get someshuteye.”
“What?”
“I was upwith Pops for a few hours. I need a little more rest.” I get out of the bed and as I stand, reach my hand out to her. “You coming? We can sleep in the master bedroom, since you prefer it inthere.”
She takes my hand but lets out a grunt. “I don’t understand you, you know? You just did all of that to get me to admit that I want you, then you tell me you want tosleep.”
I lead theway back to the master bedroom. “I want to do a lot more than sleep, but I’m respecting your wishes. You said no messing around this weekend. Prying eyes and meddling parents,remember?”
“Yes, but… okay you’reright.”
“But I’m not making any such promises when we hit Manhattan city limits onMonday.”
“Deal.” She crawls into bed and I climb in after her. We both lie on ourbacks at first, then she laces her hand into mine between our bodies. “Goodnight.”
“Night,Belle.”
