Page 147 of Filthy Beautiful


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I stared at her, my blood boiling. I wanted her to stop… and I wanted her to go on.

“Do you want to see me naked now? Or should we undress you first? Maybe you could teach me how to give a good blowjob.”

Holy Christ.

“I mean, not agoodblowjob. I’d rather learn how to give an epic blowjob.”

“You need to stop right there,” I forced out.

“Why? You don’t like blowjobs?”

I raked my hand through my hair. “Where did you get all that shit?”

“What shit?”

“All that shit coming out of your mouth.”

“Oh. I don’t know. From in my head? I’ve had alotof time to think about it.” She rested her ass on my dining room table and lounged back.

“Think aboutwhat?” Yup. I just had to ask.

“You know.” She looked me over, her eyes drifting down my body. Which was when I remembered I wasn’t wearing a shirt. Her gaze paused on my bare chest, then on my dick area. My sweats were pretty loose. Was it obvious my dick was half-hard? “Aboutus. Doing all the sexy stuff.”

I swallowed, shifting a little. “I already told you we’re not doing that.”

“Uh, yeah we are.”

“How many times do I have to tell you it’s not happening?”

“I know you want to.”

“Wanting and doing are not the same thing, sweetheart.”

She shrugged. “But youdowant to. Which means eventually, you’re going to.”

I laughed again, but it was forced and came out like another nervous cough. “Eventually?”

“I’ll just wait.” She shrugged. “I’m not in a hurry. I mean, my job is basically bullshit and no one’s expecting me anywhere.”

“So, now you’re just moving in?”

“Whatever. I’ll just hang out. You’ll change your mind.” Then she pushed off the table and walked toward me.

I stiffened. I didn’t trust myself to move, or to breathe.

Fuck, though… she smelled good.

I tried to hold my breath.

When she was close, she put her hand out to touch me—and I finally backed away. I backed right against the living room wall behind me.

She came to stand right in front of me. She held her hand in front of my chest, but didn’t quite touch me. I could feel the warmth coming off her skin, the energy sparking between us.

My nipples hardened.

If she came any closer, she was gonna walk right into my hard dick.

“I know you think you’re doing the right thing,” she said softly, looking up into my eyes. “But it doesn’tfeelright. Does it?”