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“I’m not saying it is.” He stands and moves toward the door. “The guy is just saying what you want to hear to get you in his bed.”

“All he has to do is drag me out of the woods, Justin. You act like I have some other choice.”

I didn’t make the rules of our world.

He doesn’t answer. He stops near the door, and I get a strong whiff of his cologne again.

“What cologne are you wearing?” I don’t know why I ask.

He turns in the doorway. “I don’t know. It’s something Mom bought me. Why?”

“Just curious.”

He holds my stare for a second. There’s a question in his expression, but then he grins at me. “I’ll see you downstairs. You know how Mom gets.”

He taps the doorframe twice and he’s gone.

I stand in the middle of my room and breathe. The cologne is still hanging in the air, throwing me off balance. I’m already on edge about what is going to happen tonight when Axl decides to activate this bomb in my cunt. The worst part is that I’m already soaked through my thong and he hasn’t even turned it on yet.

I check my makeup and hair one more time, and then I leave my room to face what fresh, pleasurable hell this evening holds.

CHAPTER 12

SAYLOR

My mother placed me directly across the table from Axl. It’s like the fucker was able to plan this entire thing to perfection.

My father is at the head of the table with his scotch and two of his long-time business partners, Randall Hawthorne and Travis Keller, on each side of him. Adam Hollister, Axl’s father, is next to Randall and across from Justin. The men are at one end of the table and the women at the other, with me seated between Justin and Axl’s mother.

I’m even more jittery in my seat knowing what Axl is going to do at any moment. I don’t know which is worse—fighting an orgasm while sitting beside my brother or beside the mother of the man I’m going to fuck for a year.

Axl is in a black suit with no tie. The top button of his white shirt is undone, showing off some of the ink on his chest. He stares at me like he wants to fuck me on this table in front of all of them. That isn’t much different from what’s already going to happen tomorrow night.

His eyes haven’t left me since I sat down. I know at any moment, he’s going to pull his phone from his pocket and make this device inside my body go wild.

My mother raises her glass. “To a lovely evening with good friends.”

Everyone raises their glasses and drinks. I take a long sip of wine because I fucking need it. I’m already on my second glass.

I jump as I lower the glass from my lips, choking a bit as I try to swallow. Thank fuck there isn’t an audible buzz, but I feel the low pulse against my clit.

“Are you alright, dear?” My mother’s tone is more of a warning as she watches me.

“I’m fine.” I take another long gulp and then set the glass back down on the table. I’m going to have to gain better control over myself if I’m going to beat the bastard at his own game.

He takes a sip of his wine and watches me over the rim. A tiny smirk plays on his lips. Fuck, he’s hot.

Conversation is happening all around us. The men are talking about their business, but I can’t even remotely concentrate on what any of them are saying. My mother and the women drink their wine and laugh every so often.

The staff serves the first course, and I couldn’t tell you what it is because the vibrator pulses again, stronger this time. I press my thighs together so hard under the table that my muscles cramp.

“Are you ready for tomorrow, Saylor?” Adam asks me.

“Yes, sir.” I manage to choke the words out, feeling awkward about looking Axl’s father in the eye while my pussy grows wetter.

He gives me an approving grin and thankfully says something to Justin. I don’t fully hear it because the blood rushes to my ears as the vibrator kicks up another notch. My knuckles turn white from the way I grip my spoon to distract myself.

Axl doesn’t give any hint that he’s affected by what he’s doing to me. He just takes a bite and watches me, avoiding the other conversation at the table.