Free Entwine (Billionaire Series) by Evelyn Harper Page A

shortened as he rubbed his hand over her underwear.
     
    When his fingertips
teased at the elastic band against her inner thigh, she parted her legs, eager
for more of his touch. She moaned as his index finger pulled aside the now-wet
material, exposing her throbbing pussy to his touch. His arm tightened around
her waist as his finger delved between her lips. She let out a sigh as his
finger fluttered over her clit. He pressed his lips against the back of her
neck.
     
    Jennifer closed her
eyes and let her head fall back on his shoulder as his hand began to move. His
fingers played her like a fine instrument as they circled her entrance before
dipping inside for a brief caress. The palm of his hand rubbed against her clit
as he began to thrust his fingers into her. She was wet, but tight, and he
hadn't taken the time to stretch her, letting the burn of two fingers filter
through her body along with the pleasure. Her entire body shuddered as his hand
began to move faster, urging her towards a climax with an almost rough touch.
     
    She could feel his
shaft hard against her ass, his breath hot on her neck, but he didn't speak,
didn't seem to be paying any attention to his own needs. He added a third
finger and she cried out, it was too much too soon, and her muscles shook. The
moment he pressed the heel of his hand hard against her clit, he sank his teeth
into the juncture between her shoulder and neck and she came, her knees going
weak. She pressed her lips together, swallowing the wail that wanted to escape.
     
    Philip held her for
just a moment before removing his hand out from underneath her skirt, eliciting
a whimper from Jennifer as the movement sent another ripple of pleasure through
her. She stumbled as Philip moved from behind her but he made no move to steady
her. The hand that had been around her waist released the stop button and, with
a jerk, the elevator continued its descent.
     
    Jennifer's mind was
whirling as she hurried to make herself presentable before the doors opened.
She was smoothing down her skirt as they reached their destination and Philip
was out of the doors before she could say anything. Her legs were still a bit
wobbly as she exited, but she managed to get to the company car without
incident. Once she settled inside, she closed her eyes, trying to make sense of
what had just happened.
     
    When it had been
happening, she hadn't been able to think straight, focusing only on how her
body was responding to Philip's attention.
     
    Now, she could see
how impersonal it had been. He hadn't said a word, had barely made eye contact.
Even his mouth on her neck had seemed more like a means to an end rather than a
way to convey how he felt. Was this all she was to him? Some toy to be played
with whenever the mood struck him? He could teach anyone what he was teaching
her about the business. Had he chosen her because he'd sensed some sort of
vulnerability, something that made him know she would respond to his advances?
And if he had, what did it say about her? Should she just move on, find another
job just to prove that she could do it? And prove it to who? Herself? Philip?
Should she even care what he thought?
     
    Even as all of her
questions and doubts were rushing through her head, she couldn't help but
remember other moments, times when she'd seen him being tender and caring. How
he'd reacted when Brad had grabbed her arm that day at the hotel. How he'd made
a show of touching her just to show up Jodie. The way he would look pleased
when she grasped a difficult concept or when she took easily to a new task.
     
    She was getting out
of the car and heading for the front door when she thought to herself that she
hadn't seen that side of Philip over the past few days, ever since J had
appeared. Even the previous night's phone sex, hot and heavy as it had been,
had been all about the finale, she realized. There hadn't been any affectionate
exchanges; no talking about anything personal that wasn't sexual.