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Damn, this woman.
“Next time I’ll pay,” she said as I signed the charge slip. I didn’t laugh this time. Rather, I shot her a speculative glance. Her hand was still on my dick, and she was talking about next times.
“At lunch in the office or whatever,” she muttered, yanking her hand back and reaching for the lanterns we’d placed on the seat. Only our two remained. We’d given the rest away.
I said nothing as the waiter took the bill and my card.
Once he returned my credit card to me, I urged Grace out of the booth and we walked out into the chilly night. She shivered in her light jacket so I offered her my black trenchcoat, which she refused.
Shocker.
Neither of us spoke on our walk back to Triton Tower. We ascended in silence to the roof, though I saw Grace’s dark mood begin to lift once she spotted the helicopter. I didn’t even have to nudge her to get inside. She’d taken her seat and set aside the lanterns to work on her harness before I even reached the aircraft.
“Need help?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I watched you the first time. I’m good.”
More than a little disappointed I wouldn’t get to cop a feel as I had the first time, I took my seat behind the controls.
In moments, we were in the air again. Grace was straining against the straps, her fingers clenching and unclenching against her thighs as she took in the view of the landscape below.
“I wonder what it’s like to fuck up here,” she said above the roar of the rotors and I nearly came in my pants.
For once, I was absolutely speechless.
I hadn’t recovered by the time we touched down on the roof of my building. She seemed reluctant to undo her harness, and for a moment, I wished I’d thought to extend our night ride.
“Next time, we’ll stay out longer,” I said, swallowing hard as she shot me a sharp look. She finished undoing her straps, grabbed the lanterns and got down from the cockpit before I could unglue my tongue.
I disembarked and joined her near the wall that circled the roof. The view from this high up was stunning. Glittering lights from the myriad skyscrapers that made up downtown Boston competed with the view of the harbor. The sliver of moonlight cast diamonds upon the black sheet of water, and a tumult of dark clouds rushed across the milky gray sky.
And Grace stood against the wind, her pale hands clutching the wall, her golden hair streaming behind her.
She was another kind of angel. An angel of the darkness, capable of causing men to fall to their deaths from the highest peaks.
I moved up behind her, well aware of the cameras that now recorded our movements. But I didn’t care. If I didn’t get my hands on her again, I was going to lose my mind.
“Let me take you home,” I said against her cheek.
Unsurprisingly, she bristled. “I got here on my own. I can get home on my own. It’s not your job to take care of me, Blake.” She started to turn, but I stilled her with a hand against her lower back.
“There’s cameras watching us. You don’t want my security team to see me fuck you.” I rubbed my cheek against hers, allowing my coat to billow around us. As shields went, it was pretty frigging flimsy, but it would cast reasonable doubt on the footage.
Or so I told myself when my cock was hard enough to rival the steel beams that held up the building.
When she didn’t move, I murmured, “Unless maybe you do.”
She moaned softly and bucked her hips against mine, encouraging me to rub my erection against her ass. Slipping her arm back, keeping it close to her body, she jerked down my zipper and freed my cock, tugging it out with unsteady fingers. I was amazed she managed to at all, what with the awkwardness of the angle.
“Tell me you have another magic condom in your bra.”
Her shoulders shook as she laughed. “Maybe. I might even have two.” She added out of the side of her mouth, “Two cups, you know.”
“Oh, I know. I fucking know.” I rarely swore unless I was angry or turned on. She seemed to make me both with frightening regularity. “I want to claim your mouth. Your tits. Your ass. Every fucking part of you.”
She trembled between me and the wall. “You forgot my pussy.”
God, even that hesitant version of dirty talk from her was enough to end me. “Oh no, I didn’t.” I dipped my head and bit her shoulder through her clothes, savoring her moan. “Now I’m going to make it remember me.”
