Page 28 of The Billionaire's Naughty List

“Oh, the back?” She takes a step backward and turns. Glancing over her shoulder, she gathers her hair, draping it to one side. “I love this little bow detail.”

She drags a fingertip over the tiny red bow attached to the shoulder strap. Then she makes a small movement and the strap falls, sliding down her upper arm. “It can be a little loose, though, depending on how I move.”

Facing the camera, the cup caressing her left breast is dangerously low. Can they see how hard her nipples are through the lace?

She likes this. It’s all there in her smile. Power, connection, pleasure.

There’s that laugh again, jangling me out of my reverie. Unable to stop myself, I reach for the button of my jeans. I drag the zipper down slowly. Her attention snaps my way and for the first time since she turned the OnlySantas app on, she falters.

Those perfect breasts lift on a shuddering sigh and her left breast escapes the confines. Just her nipple, but it’s out. It’s hard and pink and pointed right at me. My mouth waters and I imagine sucking it between my lips. Thrashing that needy tip with my tongue until she cries out and wraps around me like a starfish.

I swear she’s thinking the same thing because for endless seconds she’s completely still except for the rise and fall of her chest.

Then she licks her lips and returns her attention to the comments.

“Do you have any fun Christmas traditions?”

She leans back against the counter next to the stove and I pull my cock out. Her attention is divided now. Me stroking myself,trying to remain silent as possible. Those guys lusting after my girl, probably answering her so eagerly.

Her lips turn down. “Ahh, yeah, that’s hard. I’m sorry.”

As she speaks, her hands move across her body. Skimming lightly. Teasing the cup of the chemise down further. But it feels accidental. And yet, I know it’s purposeful. She’s giving them a show. Making them want to see everything.

It’s fucking brilliant.

“I’m glad you’re here.”

Is she talking to me?

No. She’s still reading the screen, her expression changing with each word she reads.

But damn, she sounds like she’s talking to me and when her gaze meets mine ever so briefly, I realize she is. She’s talking to them too, but she’s talking to me. She’s letting me see this side of her, into the vivacious sexy woman who’s found a way to entertain and capitalize on all of it.

The story telling, the teasing, the conversation. I never guessed at this creative side of her.

“Oh, that sounds lovely. I might steal that idea.” A little laugh rings in the air. “Hope that’s okay. Aww, thank you. That’s so sweet.”

She answers questions and asks everyone what their favorite cookie is. The whole time, I stroke myself, just enough to ease the ache.

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LILY

It’s official.

I feel more alive than ever when I’m in front of the cameraandElliot. First with him silently watching me from his chair, and then how he bolted out of it. Now he’s stroking that magnificent cock, teasing me. Making me want him.

I don’t think my viewers know he’s behind the camera, watching me with a scorching gaze. And that secret feels extra delicious.

Planting my hands on the counter behind me, I give myself a little boost. The surface gives the lake water a run for its money. Crossing my legs, I settle a hand on my knee, drawing their attention to the lacy hem.

With the font size on my tablet turned up to max, I can just make out the comments.

HotForClaus99: r u ready for christmas?

This is part of the game. Keeping up the steady stream of chatter while teasing and tempting them.

My tone is husky when I answer. “Almost. I have one more gift to wrap for a special someone.”

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