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No. He wants to watch a movie with me and rest on the couch.
Unfortunately, I have this entire chapter to get done, and his persistence isn’t helping me concentrate, especially when he keeps making kissing sounds to annoy me.
Also, a part of me really wants to go along with his plans, but I am trying my best to suppress it.
“Don’t you have work to do or something?”
Philip looks up from where he sits on the sofa, a few feet away, a soft ball in his hands that he has been tossing up in the air and catching.
I regret buying the ball for him at the flea market. He became so attached to it that it almost makes me jealous.
“Am I distracting you?” He grins in a way that makes me instantly wary. I narrow my eyes at him.
“As if you could.” I know what I am doing. I am inviting trouble, but I can’t help it. A part of me waits with bated breath, wondering how he will react to my indirect insult.
“Really?” He raises a brow. “So, you think I can’t distract you?” I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to the book lying in front of me.
“Well, I’m talking to you right now. That’s as distracting as you get. Now, leave me alone.”
I feel the bed move a second later, accompanied by his silky voice.
“That sounded like a challenge, Mrs. McCoy.” I frown over my shoulder.
“It really wasn’t.” I feel his hand on my calf as he caresses my leg.
“How about this? If I manage to distract you in under ten minutes, you’ll watch the movie with me?” I narrow my eyes, just for show really, because I already know that his skilled hands could drive me insane within seconds, let alone minutes.
However, I am not going to give in without putting up a fight.
“Fine,” I turn my head back to the book, “Don’t put me to sleep, though.” I hear him make an indignant sound, and hide my smirk.
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However, he doesn’t do much, just moves his hand up and down my exposed calf.
I am wearing loose shorts and a huge T shirt, because getting seduced hadn’t been on the agenda for today. I have been more focused on getting some studying done.
When he doesn’t do anything except flirt with my calf, I feel disappointed, and just return my attention to the book.
“What are you reading?” I hear him ask, and I shrug.
“Something about how dividends are both a curse and a blessing to companies.” His hand settles on my thigh as he leans forward to take a quick glance.
“That sounds interesting. Why don’t you read it out loud?”
I don’t mind, so I start reading out the text to him. For some reason, reading it aloud makes it easier for me to understand, so all my focus is there when he starts creeping his hand up my thigh.
My voice remains steady as his hand settles on my ass. He squeezes the soft flesh, and I settle into the sheets, not knowing how he is going to proceed from there.
As my voice drones on, I feel him tug at my shorts, until they are drawn off my hips and tossed to a corner of the room.
Unable to help myself, I glance at him, and he raises a brow when he meets my gaze.
“Keep reading. If you stop, I’ll assume you’ve given up.” I immediately turn back to the book.
But my attention is on the way he keeps using his hands to mold my ass cheeks, and I wonder why he was giving them so much attention. I soon find out, when I feel him strike one cheek, not too harshly, but enough to make the skin there turn red.
I cry out in startled pain, and his voice is sharp when he says, “Keep reading.”
