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Brodie
Christ, I’d never fucked anyone into oblivion before.
Nara was turned on as hell, getting worked over in front of a window with a thousand people on the other side of it, and when she finally detonated.
She crumpled into my arms, her skin hot and coated with a sweet layer of perspiration. I carried her to a sofa, donned a condom, and finished the job.
Afterward, she couldn’t speak, but clung to me like a lifeline. I gathered her onto my lap and patted her clammy face until she came to a few seconds later. She was beyond cute, all curled up in my arms and whimpering, wearing nothing but those damn high heels. No one ever would have guessed she was founder of a tech firm that was about to rocket to success.
I guess that’s part of what I loved about her.
Oh shit. Did I say love?
Like. I meant like.
“Wow,” she murmured, looking around the room. “You really are something, hot stuff.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, Miss Happy.”
I helped her step back into her dress and I tied it behind her neck just as it had been before I’d devoured her. She ran her fingers through her mass of hair and pulled out a compact from her purse, possibly to make sure she didn’t have mascara running down her cheeks.
Even if she had, I would have wanted to remember her this way, forever.
“You’re beautiful, doll,” I told her.
She put the compact away and gave me a look that almost made me pass out. It was one of warm appreciation, and if I wasn’t losing my mind, kindness. I didn’t know that was a thing much less a turn on, but it blew me away.
“Okay,” she said, smoothing the wrinkles in her dress and taking my hand. “I think I’m presentable enough. Where to now?”
I cleared my throat, my cock coming back to life like it was obsessed.
“Home. With me.”
* * *
On the way out of the hotel lobby, I saw Joel and Pam in the distance, arguing and rolling eyes at each other.
I could tell by the way Nara averted her head that she’d seen them, too, and didn’t want to get sucked into their drama. We kept our heads down and walked as quickly as her high heels would allow.
Outside in the beautiful evening, I handed my valet ticket to the bellman.
“Well, look who we have here,” said a voice out of nowhere.
I wasn’t sure where it had come from, but it was spoken in a very distinct British accent.
But Nara seemed to know, because her grip on my hand tightened so hard I thought she might break my fingers. She inched closer to me.
I smelled her fear, and instantly slid into protection mode.
A wiry, funny-looking guy sauntered up to us, getting uncomfortably close enough to ooze his bad breath. Given the fact that Nara had moved nearer to me, he had ended up in my personal space as well. Which was his first mistake.“Can I help you?” I asked him, stepping forward until he had no choice but to step back.
