Each word she uttered in response, combined her with fingers ghosting over his knuckles in what he took as a sign of trust and search for tactile comfort, increased his confidence that he had her close to where he wanted her. Now, simply to allow Emily the time to herself to come to the conclusion that all possible roads led back to one destination, Dr Ellis Mchugh. Who'd be more than content to fill her....heart. …show more content…
Shit. That was the first thought that entered his head, and the second was an immediate comprehension of why, and even as his eyes traveled down her form he felt not a jolt of anticipation, but a flare of complete disinterest and almost anger at her for placing him in this situation.
Not that Beth wasn't still a handsome woman, but she wasn't a sixteen year old Emily Harris, and ever since he'd begun to fantasise about the girl, he'd gained greater pleasure from self-gratification than the last occasions on which he'd had sex with his wife. And now here she was, dressed like a cheap whore, obviously expecting him to fuck her that night when he'd be fortunate to even get an erection without filling his mind with images of the schoolgirl. Simultaneously, he couldn't excuse himself or claim that he was too tired as that could potentially raise questions he'd prefer not to