Touching the Billionaire - Holly Jaymes Page 0,32

he was near me like this. We were working after all.

“Jack has a respect for Nicolette so he’s not just going to automatically toss her against the door and start ravishing her,” he explained.

I nodded in agreement. “She would probably knee him in the nuts if he tried that,” I said.

He winced. “Right. But the attraction is wild on both sides. They’d come together at the same time, at which point his hands would be on her.” He put one hand just below my shoulder blade against the door and the other on my hip.

“Based on what’s in the script, you’re wearing a blouse which Jack then unbuttons.” He didn’t bring his hands to undo the buttons, but his eyes did drift down and I could feel my nipples start to pucker because the look in his eyes was almost like he was touching me with his hands.

His gaze lifted to mine again. He cleared his throat, and then said, “You will have a bra on under your shirt, so no one will see your… They won't see you.”

I nodded that I understood.

“During this, Jack and Nicolette will be kissing.”

It was odd how he was talking like it was two different people doing all the action and not us. Yes, we were characters, but he and I would be kissing. Perhaps it was his way of making this less awkward. I wondered what he’d think if I told him this wasn’t so much awkward as titillating.

“He will kiss her along the neck and lower.”

“What will I be doing besides kissing you? Nicolette isn’t one to be passive in sex.”

His eyes flared with heat at my words.

“You can do whatever you think she’d do. But remember, we have to pace this, so don’t have her going for the goods just yet.”

This time I was the one who felt like I’d go up in flames. “So, undo his tie or shirt?”

“Yes. You will be wearing a skirt, which I will then inch up along your thighs.”

I noted the switch in pronouns from talking about them to us.

“You’ll have panties on. Then I’ll lift your knee and hook it around my hip.”

When he didn’t follow through, I lifted my knee.

He hesitated, but then brought it to his hip. “When we’re filming, I will press in and push against you.”

Right now, he kept his distance so the only parts of our body that were touching were the one hand on my back and my knee on his waist.

I nearly asked him to do it exactly like we would when filming, but I knew that was a dangerous request since it had nothing to do with practicing the scene and everything to do with wanting to feel him against me. Since that wasn’t a good thing, I kept my mouth shut.

“Now, of course, the way this plays out is that he makes her come here against the door and then, feeling like he needs more leverage, he’s going to take her to his room. At that point, the mood of the scene will change from just having sex to making love.”

“Will I still be the only one undressed at this point?” I asked.

A hint of pink shaded his cheeks. It was hard to imagine Theo Wolfe was blushing. “No. By the bed scene we’ll be naked. Well…we’ll have modesty clothing on, but it will appear that we’re naked.”

I’d heard about the modesty sock that men wore when doing love scenes. I was dying to see him in one.

“Are we going to block that?” I asked.

He stared at me for a moment. “If you want.”

I shrugged, trying to be nonchalant. “I just want to make sure I get this right.”

“Okay.” He led me to his room. It was painted a dark gray and in the middle of the room was a large bed with dove gray bed coverings. I wondered how many other women had been in here. I had a flash of envy that they were here for the real deal, not pretend lovemaking.

We stood by his bed, and at that moment, I realized the situation I’d put us in. I was making things awkward for us. And frustrating for me.

“When we do this, there will be people all around so it won’t feel as…” he trailed off.

“Awkward?” I suggested.

“No, it will be awkward your first time. The more you do it, though, the more it becomes a part of the job.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Biting the bullet, I sat on the bed.

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