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“Arrange to meet him again. At his house. I’ll arrange the rest.”
Chapter 25
Jaxon
“You’re very quiet,” I murmur.
She glances at me apologetically as I walk around the edge of the dinner table to where she sits. She’s barely said two words to me in the hour we’ve been sitting here. Something is on her mind and I intend to find out what it is.
“Sorry,” she says, her face coloring. “I’m just tired.”
“Maybe I can help pep you up a bit,” I grin. I stand behind her, my hand slowly traveling down the nape of her neck. She sighs as my fingers creep around the curve of her breast. I roll her nipple between my fingers as I lean over and kiss her neck.
“You mean tire me out even more?” she giggles.
“Probably.” I smirk, breathing in her sweet smell. My lips move seamlessly down her beautiful neck as she breathes heavily before me. With one hand I slowly lower the zipper at the back of her crimson dress, my other hand exploring the soft skin of her breasts.
“Here?” she whispers, her eyes darting to the open doorway that leads into the kitchen. I smirk, watching her jump at every sound that floats through the room.
“Yes, here.” I stand her up, allowing the dress to fall over her curves and onto the floor. Hooking my foot around the leg of the chair, I kick it aside and press my body against hers, easing her onto the table. She laughs as I brush aside the place settings, sending cutlery and glasses flying in all directions.
“Someone will come to see what the noise is.” She hushes me, her eyes laughing.
“Then they’ll get a lovely surprise, won’t they?” I growl, unzipping my pants. She bites her lip, reaching into my boxers. I groan as her hands wrap around my hard cock. Her eyes lock to mine as she teases me, her fingers gently working my length. She falls to her knees and I groan again, because there is nothing sexier than a woman on her knees about to pleasure you.
“Is this okay?” she whispers. The glint in her eye as she wraps her lips around my cock tells me she knows it is. She’s playing with me and it feels fucking incredible. I choke out a response, incapable of forming words.
She takes me deeper into her mouth as her tongue glides around my shaft. Holy shit. I grab a handful of her silky hair as I watch her. She smirks at me, and I feel the control slipping from me. She has me by the balls, quite literally. This is a rare situation where I’m happy to relinquish control.
My grip on her head tightens, every suck bringing me closer to climax. She holds my gaze and I can’t look away, the sight of her mouth on my cock too good to miss even for a second. I groan, my back arching as the urge to release builds.
“God, fuck me,” I groan. My body jolts as her lips move up and down my shaft. I force her to take as much of me as she can as I climax, my release coating the back of her throat. I ease her off me and take her hand, helping her back to her feet. She smiles at me shyly and I wonder how this incredible creature is capable of satisfying me so damn much.
My stomach twists as I’m forced to acknowledge how alive she makes me feel. I’m not sure I’m ready to admit what’s happening to me. It’s so much easier to push those feelings aside and focus on what I should. What’s important.
“So, how are things progressing with Ryan?” I ask, twirling a strand of her hair around my finger.
“Good,” she says, nodding. But her smile doesn’t reach her eyes. I can’t shake the feeling that she’s keeping something from me.
“Good?” I repeat, raising my eyebrows. “I need more than good, Charlotte. I need results.”
“And you’ll have them,” she promises. “Can we talk about this later?” she says. She cocks her head, a grin on her lips. “He kind of ruins the moment.” She’s making a joke of it, but I can tell there’s more to it. I don’t push it; instead I let the conversation move along.
If she’s not going to be open with me, then I’ll just have to look into things myself. For a split second I feel bad about not trusting her. She’s lied to me in the past.
Everyone I’ve trusted has betrayed me in one way or another.
Chapter 26
Charlotte
Please let this go according to plan.
Taking a deep breath, I pound on the door, my hands shaking. I listen to the sound of footsteps nearing the door. My heart is in my throat. If this doesn’t work, then I’m fucked. I’m relying on the word of a woman I have no reason to trust. What if she doesn’t show and I’m stuck inside with Ryan? I shudder, not wanting to think about it.
The door opens. Ryan appears, his eyebrows raised.
“I’d appreciate you not just arriving at my house,” he murmurs. “Anita just left literally minutes ago. I’d prefer not to have to explain to her why you’re here.”
