Page 43 of The Billionaire's Rival (Bad Boy Billionaires)

“You could tell me more.” I shook my head like I was trying to shake my thoughts loose. I really needed to keep my distance before I got in over my head.Aren’t you already?

“No more flirting,” I snapped.

Jay grinned. “You like when I flirt with you.”

“I know I’m your only choice right now, since you’re essentially on house arrest when you’re not at the office, but I don’t think this will last long. Once Miles decides to destroy someone, he’s not patient about it.”

“Are you always this prickly with your guests?”

“Are you always this flirtatious with men?”

“Ford….”

I faced him again. “Do you really want to talk about this?”

He shook his head.

A few moments later, I heard his chair slide back. I forced myself to pretend the onions, carrots, and peppers I was sautéing needed all my concentration. I shivered when he placed his hands on my hips and kissed my neck. “I think we both need to release some tension.”

“You should sit back down.”

“Is that what you really want?” The sensation of his warm breath against my ear made me shudder.

Was it what I wanted? No, definitely not.

“Or would you rather I bend you over this counter and fuck you until you scream?”

“Fuck.” The word came out as an exhalation.

“Turn around, Ford.”

I slid the pan from the burner and turned the knob to the off position. My pasta sauce could wait.

Slowly, I moved to face Jay. He used his grip on my hips to slide me along the edge of the counter so we wouldn’t get burned. Then he moved even closer and took my chin in his hand, forcing me to look at him.

“I thought you’d regret all this.” I hated how breathless my voice was.

“Fucking you?”

“Yes. You said you were straight.”

He dropped his hands to the counter, caging me in. “I don’t want to fucking analyze it.”

“You just want to stick your dick in me and enjoy it?”

“You enjoyed it too. You know you did.”

I didn’t want to admit it, so I said nothing.

“I’m not just doing this because you’re here and convenient. First of all, the idea of you being convenient is ridiculous. Nothing about this is convenient. We’re supposed to be opposing each other on a lawsuit, it’s your life’s mission to beat me in tennis, and you’re a man.”

“I am a man. I don’t want you to forget that. I don’t want you to walk away from this and act like it never happened, act like you’re one hundred percent straight. I told you where things stood. If you’re ready for more, get on your knees.”

He raised his brows. “Are you really going to hold out on me if I don’t?”

Was I? Probably not. “If you’ve decided you’re into men, then you should be in all the way. If you’re going to experiment with me, you’re going to have to use your mouth.”

“Later,” he said.

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