AllFreeNovel
Share Us
/> Because in three hours they would be back and they would know exactly what was going to happen tonight.
17
Deacon
This meeting couldn’t have been more fucking boring than it was. Deacon didn’t care about meeting with shareholders and shaking hands with investors. It was his career. It was his life. But it didn’t seem to matter with Abby upstairs in the penthouse.
He kept cutting glances at Cole to see if he was as distracted as he was. Cole laughed and slapped one of the board members on the back. Maybe he wasn’t as hung up on Abby. Maybe he was trying to do anything he could not to think about her.
All Deacon could think about was getting another taste of her lips. Feeling her tits under his hands. Licking and sucking every inch of her body. He wanted to hold her while she came over and over. Fuck. What was wrong with him? He’d never fallen for a woman this fast in his life.
Cole looked up when one of the speakers walked to the podium. Deacon saw it. The same look in his eye he had. Hunger.
Hunger for one thing.
And she was thirty floors above them. Shit.
Why did she have to be so damn adorable and sexy? There was an air of innocence that floated around her. To know she’d never had an experience like the one he and Cole could give her made her more seductive. As if she was trying to drive them crazy on purpose. Lure them in with her tight virgin ass.
Deacon coughed in his fist to stifle a groan.
“We’re looking forward to the announcement tomorrow,” Roger Hanson smiled at Deacon.
He had almost forgotten he was surrounded by HiTech Global shareholders. He was lost in his own world where only Abby existed.
“Yes,” he answered. “It’s going to be exciting. Cole and I have worked on this for years.”
The truth was they had no idea how everyone would react to the charity work they planned to pursue. But they both knew it was time they gave back. They had more money than they knew what to do with.
Bringing Abby into the project felt right. It was as if she completed the picture. He had joked about looking for an empress to run their empire, but it didn’t seem funny anymore. She was the one. He knew it.
18
Abby
She held her breath. Everything was in place. Her legs were waxed. Her nails were painted. Her long blond locks were layered in waterfall curls. Her makeup had never looked like this. She’d never felt like this.
She stood in front of the foyer mirror, waiting for the elevator to open. Waiting for her men to return to the suite.
The floor numbers lit up, and her heart beat wildly. They were on their way. In thirty seconds they would know. They would know she had done all of this for them. She was giving herself to them. Every part of her. Everything they wanted.
It had taken two weeks to reach this moment, but she knew without a doubt she wanted this. She wanted Deacon and Cole.
Abby took a final glance at the gold strappy heels with the sharp points wrapped around her ankles. They were sexy as hell. If they didn’t scream “sex vixen” nothing did. The door opened and her gaze drifted upward.
Her eyes landed on Cole then darted to Deacon.
“Fuck,” Deacon growled.
She bit her lip, trying not to ruin the gloss the makeup artist had so carefully applied.
“Double fuck,” Cole echoed.
They walked toward her.
They were imposing. Walls of athletic lean muscle headed her way.
“This is the dress you told Douglas to pack, isn’t it?” she asked innocently.
