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“It shouldn’t have happened.” Releasing a sigh, he sat back, looking defeated. “It was unprofessional. I was wrong to let my bullshit get in the way and make me forget I’m with you on a job. Even when I walked in with the cart, I shouldn’t have held you like that.”

I could see his point.

I could also see another point.

“Why do you have to be professional now?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.

He snorted, side-eyeing me. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I haven’t paid you. Nobody has. Nobody asked you to do any of this.” Folding my arms, I smirked. “You’re not on a job for a client.”

It was the funniest thing, watching a man always in control of a situation go blank-faced in surprise. He blinked rapidly, frowning, then barked out a laugh that filled the suite. “Fuck me, you’re right. I’m funding this adventure on my own.”

“You are.” Swinging a leg over him, I settled in his lap. He groaned softly, giving me a disapproving smirk, but he also slid his hands under my robe so he could touch my bare legs. “So that makes you the boss, doesn’t it? You get to set the rules.”

“Watch it, Scarlet.” Gripping my ass, he hauled me in close against his growing erection. Mischief flashed in his dark eyes, and his breath heated my face. “Use words like that, and you might unleash a beast you can’t control.”

“Oh no,” I whispered, untying my belt and letting the robe fall open to his hungry gaze before taking the towel off my head and shaking my wet hair loose. How could this be wrong when it felt so right? “I wouldn’t want to do that…”

15

GRAYSON

“Oh, yes. Right there.” Scarlet’s head rolled from side to side on the pillow, her hair fanned out across the cream satin. Watching her while my tongue moved over her clit had my dick dripping in anticipation of sinking into her tight heat yet again.

What was the point of pretending I could stay away from her? I couldn’t manage to keep away from the hotel, much less her body. It was a waste of time and energy, reminding myself of all the reasons she was off-limits. All the ways I could only hurt her in the end.

Now, in this moment, what she seemed to crave more than anything was me. My presence, my nearness. It seemed my cock was secondary to that. I couldn’t get away with spending a night away from her now, several days into her stay with Vaughn. Sneaking into the building through the service entrance was starting to become part of my daily routine, along with slipping out in the morning once it was confirmed the coast was clear. Nobody was watching.

I had places to be this morning, but at the moment, the only place that mattered was here, now, in bed with Scarlet, making her writhe while I slowly ate her, savoring her aroma and sweet taste. It exploded on my tongue, waking me up like coffee never could, sharpening my senses, narrowing my focus. All that mattered was her pleasure, the way her back arched and her hips moved as she fed me her pussy. “Yes, like that… so good…” She moaned while her hands slid over the sheets before finally coming to rest on the back of my head.

Only for me to take her wrists and pin them to the bed while I took her my way, in my time, holding her down while she squirmed and squealed, lapping slowly against the bundle of nerves that swelled beneath my tongue. Using her moans and whimpers to guide me, I gave her more of what she liked best. I made it my business to learn her and commit her to memory. Soon, memory might be all I’d have left.

Now isn’t the time to dwell on a future we could never have. The thought hit me with a dull ache, settling heavily in my chest. Not now. Now was for making her come, and she was getting closer with every shuddering breath she took.

“Grayson,” she whispered, her hips jerking as she rode my face. “Yes, Grayson.”

A growl rumbled in my chest when she said my name like that, lost in pleasure and begging for more.

Her legs clenched around my head when she came, leaving me to lap up her juices once they started flowing freely. “Gorgeous,” I grunted, lifting my head from her pussy, watching as she glowed in the early morning sunshine. “I’ve never tasted anything so sweet.”

Her lips curved in a lazy smile before she crooked a finger, beckoning me as she sat up. “Let me get a taste of you now.”

Like I would say no. As if any man in his right mind would. Getting up on my knees, I straddled her thighs and moved close enough for her to take me into her waiting mouth. There was nothing like the sudden warmth that enveloped me, the slight pressure as she sucked. Every stroke of her tongue sent white-hot bolts of pleasure running down my shaft. I sank a hand into her hair, guiding her pace.

“That’s right, sweetheart.” Sweeping her hair to the side, I watched her work. “Take me with those delicious lips. All. The. Way. Is that what you want?”

She moaned her response, and the pressure from her tongue heightened, making me close my eyes and grit my teeth against the sudden urge to come. “Slow down,” I warned, chuckling a little. “Or this is going to end real soon.”

It would end soon, regardless if she didn’t stop. I had to pull my hips back to keep from succumbing. “You are way too good to my cock.”

Instead of her lying back while I prepared a condom, I stretched out on my back. “I want to see you ride me,” I told her, pulling her on top of me once I was ready. Wrapping a hand around my shaft, I guided myself to her slick entrance.

And she settled back, taking me inside her, her mouth opening a little wider with every inch. It was magic, letting her guide herself, watching the change that came over her.

And her body! Fuck, I could watch her all day, the way she moved and her tits swayed slightly with every slow stroke. Her head fell back, hair spilling over her shoulder.

I took hold of her, lifting my head to suck her tight nipples while she rode me a little faster with every flick of my tongue. “Oh God, that’s good,” she whispered, grinding against my base, greedy for another orgasm.