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I remain still, not daring to give in and lick my lips as my mouth demands.
“I want you to hear me out,” Daniel says.
I fold my arms across my chest and don’t speak.
“Your brother can work at the bar, pulling pints, doing honest work.”
I’m already shaking my head.
Daniel’s hand slips off the steering wheel. He unclips his belt and moves closer. The space gets swallowed up by his sheer size.
“I’m trying to give him an honest job. You know Eric. He is going to take one that will get him killed or hooked on something. I’m trying to help.”
My heart hammers. I know he is right. But, even at Daniel’s club, it gives him a glimpse into the wealth he could acquire. I don’t want him to even have any exposure to that life.
“Your club is built on drug money. That’s far from honest.”
Daniel grins, but it’s more like a snarl. “You didn’t seem to mind that drug money when you were sucking my cock.”
I’m so shocked at his words that my body reacts, and my hand races across the space, my aim is his face, but I’m not fast enough.
His hand encircles my wrist, stopping me. “Maybe you could suck it again.”
I try to pull away, but his grip keeps me in place. When he laughs, my body reacts, and my core tightens. He brings my wrist to his mouth and places a kiss over my flickering pulse.
The kiss is tender, but the tight hold he has on my wrist causes pain to race down my arm.
“Your brother will work for me. I can either make him a runner or work behind the bar. The choice is yours.” Daniel presses another kiss to my wrists before releasing me.
The lesser of two evils is to have Eric behind the bar, but the words don’t want to leave my mouth.
And especially now, as Daniel clears the space, grips the back of my neck, and drags my mouth to his.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
LILY
Hismouthroamsovermine, and I know I shouldn’t lean in and open my mouth, but my whole body remembers his kisses, remembers how feverish they made me, how greedy they made me, how complete they made me.
My heart pangs with that loss, but as his tongue slips into my mouth, my heart beats rapidly for an entirely different reason.
His hand has loosened on my neck, and I know I can pull away from him if I really want to. I don’t. My tongue matches his tempo, and I’m moving back as he pushes forward. The crown of my head rests against the glass as Daniel has half climbed on top of me. I want to show some restraint. He was crude only seconds ago. My hands press against his solid chest, and instead of making him back off, it’s like a doorway being opened to allow his hands to roam. My thigh burns as he drags his fingers up under the band of my top. His fingers touch my flesh, and I moan into his mouth at the contact. His touch permeates my system, and the rush shifts down my entire body, and pools along my feet before pouring back through me. It’s too much; it’s not enough. My fingers curl into fists, and I drag him closer.
His smile against my lips makes me stop. “I need an escort to an event tomorrow night.”
His words trickle in slowly, and I’m looking into ice-blue eyes. His smell circles me before it feels like it attacks, and my stomach twists as the smell drives memories of us together.
“You're still wearing the same cologne,” I say.
His jaw clenches his gaze bores into me. I have no idea what he’s thinking, but my words have him getting off me and sitting in the driver’s seat like we weren’t just making out.
I straighten up and push away the sense of shame that accompanies his quick exit.
“You will come with me to the event.” His hands clench the steering wheel.
“No.” I wasn’t going to be at his beck and call. “You asked to meet my mother so you could ask your questions. I did as you said. That’s where this ends.” I’m ready to climb out, my fingers tighten around the door handle, and I pull, but the door is still locked.
Unreal. Without facing him, I speak. “Could you please unlock my door?”
