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I stepped right in front of him, tipped my chin back so I could look him in the eye and whispered, “We had sex. I won’t have a former lover lording money over me.”
“Former?” he whispered back. “Who said anything aboutformer? I had to travel for work. I assure you my dick is more than ready to get back inside you. And now that I know who you are, besides justEve,we can–”
“That’s what you got from what I said?” I hissed. “Former?”
He grinned, those pale eyes roving over my face as if re-memorizing me. As if he found me fascinating. Intriguing. He was studying me the same way he had that night. Before we had a few shots of tequila. And after.
“Former is a very specific word. That indicates the past,” he added. “If that’s what you want, only the one time where I made you come again and again while I bent you over a–”
“I’m still in the room,” Bridget interrupted. “While you’re both whispering, I can hear you. And please never mention your dick in front of me again.”
I closed my eyes and wanted a sinkhole to open up.
I spun away from Silas’s gorgeousness and his delicious smell and all the things about him that made my panties wet and faced Bridget, still seated at the table.
“A… relationship, past or present, doesn’t disqualify you for the loan. It’s a legal and binding contract with James Corp, not Silas specifically. Please explain why you have to turn down the loan,” she repeated. “Did Silas do something wrong? Did he–”
I held up my hand. “No. Silas was a perfect gentleman.”
He huffed from behind me. “I wasn’t a gentleman at all, and you liked it that way.”
Bridget rolled her eyes. “Okay, I’m going to step out and let you two work this out.” She gave a little finger wave and left, shutting the conference room door behind her.
That left me with Silas… and another desk.
I swallowed hard, trying to stay on task. Silas smelled good. Looked good. And I remembered how good he felt. Deep inside. My pussy clenched in anticipation of a repeat. It was one thing to have sex where a random bar patron–or owner since we’d been in his office–may have interrupted us, but it was another to do it now with Bridget outside the door.
“I applied for the loan because my other source of investment money has been cut off.” I wasn’t going to waste their time explaining how dysfunctional my family was.
“Fuck, Eve. We didn’t get a chance to share contact info before you left the bar. You pretty much blew my mind. Please say you want to do it again,” he said, his intense gaze raking down my body, just like it had that night in the bar. My nipples hardened and I was sure he could see them through my top. “Because while I’ve been away, I’ve thought about it.”
I blinked. “You want more?” I didn’t know why I was so surprised. Well, maybe I did. We’d had a lot to drink. While I hadn’t been drunk, the tequila had definitely lowered my inhibitions. I held no expectation that a quickie over a desk in the back of a bar was more than just that. Sex with an almost-stranger.
Except he clearly wanted more and now he definitely wasn’t a stranger. He was Silas James. The CEO of James Corp, but also Bridget’s boyfriend’s brother. The way she and Mav were hot and heavy… and seriously together, he was probably her future brother-in-law.
So he wasn’t a rando. He was definitely vetted by my friend.
He had a job. He had a stable income. I mentally laughed thatstable incomemeant he was a billionaire. He had three brothers I knew and liked. He also had been gentle and commanding and very, very filthy when it came to sex. Actually, not that gentle at all. That had been us with only the most important parts of our bodies bare for fucking. No bed. Nothing. I could only imagine what he’d be like if we had time… and privacy.
He stared at me in return, as if it was impossible I wasn’t considering a repeat. “Feel my dick and you tell me how much I want more. Don’t you?”
I licked my lips since they were suddenly dry as I glanced down and saw how hard he was. It was impossible to miss that steel beam in his pants. My pussy was getting wet, getting ready to take that big thing again. “Well, yeah, but that proves my point all the more. I can’t have sex with you again–”
“Not just one more time.Manytimes.” He leaned down, pretty much growled. “I don’t think I’ll get enough of you anytime soon. I mean, we were… explosive.”
Explosive. Absolutely.
I whimpered, swallowed hard. “See, this.”
“What?” He reached out, stroked my hair and I closed my eyes. Reveled in the slightest bit of contact. My nipples hardened. My body was a flipping traitor!
“I can’t have lots of sex with you and take a loan. It’ll feel like… like payment.”
“This isn’t a payment for personal interactions, it’s a business loan. You have to pay it back, with interest, although the terms are very favorable.”
I laughed the way he sounded like a banker or a CEO trying to close a deal and tossed my hands up.
“It’s still not happening,” I replied, resolved. Resigned. Aroused. “The loan. The sex, sure. Definitely. Tell Bridget sorry, but I’ll find the money I need to stay afloat elsewhere.”
