Demi drew in a sharp breath of air as she felt a warm hand land on her bare thigh. She turned her head and looked up at Simon who was smirking back at her. She shook her head giving him a stern look. "Not here!" She mouthed at him, being careful no one would hear or see what she said. Luckily Khloe and Mario were talking so all the cameras were on them.
But Simon didn't care, he leaned in and whispered in her ear "I can't help it beautiful! And it's your own fault for wearing that short dress, your legs are practically begging me to touch them!"
Demi shivered as she felt his hot breath on her neck, oh the things this man did to her! She closed her eyes for a quick moment, trying to collect her thoughts and get her focus back on.
The show had just started and she was already losing her cool. Did he have any idea what he did to her? How she was unable to focus on anything but his hand on her leg, slowly caressing her soft skin working its way further and further up her thigh.
She opened her eyes and looked at him again, a small smile playing on his lips, he knew, oh yes he definitely knew the effect he had on her. Oh, so this is the game we're playing now? Demi thought. Well you better get ready to play then Mr. Cowell.
Simon just couldn't help himself. He needed to touch her. He had been watching her prance around the set in that short figure hugging dress and all he wanted to do was run his hands down those glorious curves before he eventually would rip the dress off her and have his way with the beautiful Latina.
Whoa, okay, stop it right there Simon. You're on live TV for heaven's sake. You can't be thinking those things right now! Especially when said beautiful Latina is sitting right next to you… and oh, was that her foot running up and down his leg?
Demi had kicked one of her heels off under the table and her bare foot was now slowly running up and down Simon's leg. She was about to show him that two could play this game..
The show went on, Demi and Simon bickering and teasing each other as usual. Only this time it was even more sexual tension between them (if that's even possible?). Demi made sure to sit extra close to Simon, accidentally brush her boobs against his hand as she leaned over to grab her glass of water, drop her pen under on the floor during a commercial break, bending over to pick it up making sure to give Simon a nice view of her round bum as she did. She pulled out all the little tricks she had, giving him long looks, biting her bottom lip, touching her neck, flicking her hair, licking her lips, leaning over to give him a good view of her cleavage – anything to catch his attention. And it worked, she could tell that he had a hard time focusing on the contestants, his eyes constantly flickering to her, he was flustered and seemed a bit frustrated.
"Why are you doing this to me" he whispered in her ear as one of the contestants was singing on stage.
Demi looked around, making sure that no one was watching and that no cameras were on them. She leaned in closer to Simon kissing his jawline, making her way up to his ear, kissing his earlobe before biting it softly. "Because I can." She whispered in his ear. He groaned quietly.
The show eventually ended and the judges made their way backstage to chat with the contestants and do some interviews.
Simon kept an eye on Demi the whole time and when he saw her walk off to her dressing room he excused himself and walked after her. He did make sure that no one noticed where he went though. This thing, whatever it was, he had going on with Demi no one could know about.
Demi had noticed Simon's gaze on her as she made her way through the reporter's backstage, she had managed to catch his eyes a couple of times, smiling or winking at him, he just had been rolling his eyes and shaking his head at her. She knew she was in trouble.
Demi finally managed to sneak away from all the reporters and slip into her dressing room closing the door behind her. What had she gotten herself into? Was he mad at her for doing all those things to him during the show? She had been careful, no one had seen them, and she was sure about that. She knew what people would say if they found out about them. "He's too old" "That's gross" "She's sleeping with him too keep her job" "He's taking advantage of her" "He could be her father" – but she didn't care.
Simon was an amazing man and she wanted him, all these feelings she had for him, they were all over the place. She didn't know what she wanted with him. All she knew was that she loved being close to him, loved when he touched her, the way he made her feel beautiful and special. He was great to her. She smiled to herself. Yeah, Simon was amazing.
The age gap didn't bother her at all, quite the opposite to be honest. She found it sexy that he was older! And the fact that their relationship, or whatever you should call it, was kind of 'forbidden' made it all so much more exciting!
Demi was brought back from her thoughts when she heard the door slam close. It was Simon.
"You little brat, are in so much trouble" He said as she walked closer to her. "I am going to send you to the naughty corner straight away" he said grabbing her hips.
"Oh is that so? Care to join me?" Demi said with a small smile, meeting his eyes. He wasn't mad, she could tell. His eyes were dark with lust, he wanted her.
"I know a lot of naughty things we could do in that corner..." She said slowly running her hand down his chest. She felt him grab her hips harder, pushing her closer to him.
"Oh, you have been naughty enough tonight little lady. Do you know what you've been doing to me all night?" He said, slowly walking her back towards the couch.
"Are you saying that I've been a bad girl?" Demi asked and looked at him with big innocent eyes.
"You have been a very bad girl and you know it" Simon turned them around and sat himself down on the couch with Demi straddling him. He placed his hands on her bare thighs and started to rub them slowly.
Demi wrapped her arms around his neck bringing her mouth to his. "Then maybe you don't mind if I continue to be a bad girl now do you?" She whispered against his lips.
"Not at all" Simon replied as he pressed his mouth to hers.