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Today, Kyle did my hair, Catalina did my manicure, and I put on my makeup with some pro hacks I’d learned in my research for the magazine. Gazing down at my black flowy dress, I remembered thinking it would be a lovely dress to dance in when I bought it. I threw back the rest of the champagne and looked at the beautiful room. Heat bloomed in my belly as I started sipping another. Or maybe it was the approach of the most handsome man in the room.
Ransom grunted and yanked me from the barstool to the dancefloor. I think I heard him grumble, but I didn’t care what he said when I felt his arms wrapped around me. Sweet baby gherkin, he looked fine in his white fitted buttoned shirt. He already shucked the jacket, tie, and vest, even cuffing the sleeves up to his elbows. He looked so hot like this.
Leaning down with a twinkle in his eye, he whispered in my ear. “Thank you.”
I furrowed my brow. “What?”
His chest rumbled. “You gave me a compliment.”
I giggled. “Shit, why do these things keep spilling from my mouth without my permission?”
I felt his grunt in reply vibrate through me where we were pressed together. A tingle raced up my spine, making me shudder.
Dance after dance, he held me closer, allowing his hands to be bold in their descent.
He held my eyes with his hooded expression. The heat from his palm and the squeeze of my ass made my stomach tingle with need.
With the lights a mere twinkle from the strings above us, he backed me toward a corner of the dance floor. His hands slowly trailed up my arms until they pushed my hair off my neck to give him better access.
Nibbling up my jaw, his lips reached my neck whispering in my ear. “You look incredible tonight.”
When he leaned back, he looked so good my heart jumped. His hair fell past his shoulders in dark waves. His beard was combed and tamed. I felt his muscles under my hands gripping him, holding on for dear life as my legs threatened to buckle.
He leaned toward me, closer until my eyelids dropped, while he took my lips and claimed them as his own. My lady bits lit up at the slide of his tongue against mine, the hint of beer on his lips, the feel of his hands on my ass pressing me into his impressive length. I loved how much he hungered for me.
When he finally pulled away, his eyes were darker than I’d ever seen. “Home?”
“Hell, yeah.”
With barely another word to anyone, just a quick wave to Joy and Chris on our way out, Ransom tore out of the parking lot.
I slid into the middle seat, not able to stay away from him while we drove. I held onto his right arm, where his hand grasped my thigh and we raced away from the city with all its lights and people. As soon as the roads were more deserted, his long, thick fingers rose up my inner thigh until his pinkie finger brushed my mound over my thin panties. I gasped and squirmed at the sensation.
A rumble came from his chest. “I want you so fucking much, Raven.”
Our hands wandered the whole way getting each other so worked up that when I heard the click of the garage door remote, I unzipped him and fisted his dick. As we pulled into the garage, I let my tongue swirl around his tip. The truck lurched to a stop. Then he yanked me up by the hair and kissed me hard.
When he finally pulled back, he groaned against my lips. “Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.”
My lips twitched into a satisfied smile. “Helluva way to go, though, ain’t it?”
He growled, pushed his dick back in his pants, and hauled me out of the truck on his side. Pushing me ahead of him, he charged behind me. I opened the door and instantly felt a bucket of cold water dump on my head. I wish it was a figurative bucket of water. But no, it was actual cold water. I heard ice cubes slide across the floor.
There was a familiar chuckle. “Shit, that prank never gets old!”
“Dom!” I shrieked. “You asshole! You better sleep with one eye open.”
Ransom stalked around me, sliding on ice, and snatched his brother up by the shirt front. “Dom? What the fuck are you doing here?”
Dominic’s eyes hardened. “We have to fly to Seattle tonight.”
Ransom tossed him aside. “Fuck, no!”
Dominic tripped backward crashing on the sofa. “There’s a board meeting tomorrow called by Jamarion. I think he’s working on a vote of no confidence.”
Ransom huffed removing his boots and socks. “He can go fuck himself! I’ve done nothing wrong. The board will see that.”
Dominic sat up dusting himself off. “Really, you’re sure about that? Pretty sure Jamarion is planning a hostile takeover.”
