Page 131 of Pure Recklessness

‘I’ll be sure to make it worth your while…’ A zing of electricity shot to my cock. ‘I’ll send Geoff to collect you now. He’ll give you access to my apartment. The jet will take off shortly and the flight shouldn’t be more than an hour, so he’ll pick me up afterwards.’

‘Great!’ she replied.

I ended the call, adrenaline pulsing through my veins.

‘We’ll be preparing for take-off shortly, Mr Devlin.’ The flight attendant appeared at my seat. ‘Would you like a glass of champagne or some Scotch?’

‘Scotch, please,’ I replied. It’d been an intense trip. My shoulders were tense, my brain was fried and my balls ached.

But now Ellie had agreed to meet, that was about to change.

If all went well, in just a few hours, I’d be buried inside her again and all that stress and sexual frustration would be fucked straight out of my system.

49

ELLIE

‘We’ve arrived, Ellie,’ Geoff called out.

He’d suggested I put up the car’s privacy screen during the journey, but I was interested in having a conversation.

And if I was being honest, I hoped chatting would calm my nerves.

I wasn’t expecting Blake to call. And I definitely wasn’t expecting him to invite me to his apartment. To fuck.

Okay. He hadn’t explicitly said he wanted us to have sex, but that was what he meant.

Before I’d dropped to my knees in his office, I’d said I needed some relaxation therapy like I’d had the night before. So clearly, that was what he was referring to.

Part of me was excited. I mean, hello. Blake, aka Daddy Devlin, wanted to shag me again. There wasn’t a woman in the office or the entire world who wouldn’t dream of being in my shoes right now.

But the other part of me was nervous.

Now that I knew how good it felt to have him inside me, if we had sex again and he ended things, it’d be harder to get over.

And there was always a risk that he could fire me to make sure I didn’t tell anyone what we’d done.

My mind was spinning, so chatting to Geoff had definitely helped.

He told me he’d been Blake’s driver for five years. He was a widower with one grown up daughter who lived abroad, so he was happy to spend his days chauffeuring Blake around and listening to audiobooks whilst he waited. He was quick to add that they were thrillers and not Sated’s spicy ones.

Geoff opened the passenger door and when I got out, I saw that we were in an underground car park filled with luxury sports cars and 4x4s.

If this was the car park, I couldn’t imagine what the apartment was like.

‘This way.’ Geoff ushered me towards a door.

He tapped a fob on a scanner and the door opened. Then he did the same in the lift.

‘Mr Devlin has the penthouse,’ he added helpfully.

Of course he does. I couldn’t imagine Blake having anything else.

The lift zipped upwards and when the doors opened, I expected to step out into a hallway, but instead, we were right inside his penthouse and oh, my, God.

My jaw dropped as I took in the ginormous floor-to-ceiling glass walls directly in front of me.

‘Nice view, eh?’ Geoff said.