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But strategy games…yeah, they’re both masters at strategy. Jac plays fast and loose. And he’s looking moves ahead of me right now, seeing where he can place the next piece, to make his move, strike a win. Right now, he’s using sex and that appeal to play me.
The self-satisfied little grin says it all. The sweep of his green gaze. The hunger of the lazy lion who’s eaten but will eat again because he can. Because he enjoys a little bloodshed and taunt with his meal.
“If I had them, do you really think handing them to you here and now is a smart thing?” I ask.
“I’m game if you are.” He plucks my nipple again, twists it, then pulls his hand free, bringing it to rest on my hip.
Shaking my head, I laugh, and I release his tie. “Then you’re actually stupid. Get the fuck out of my way, and I’ll be in touch.”
Jac’s fingers dig in as the muted noise of the party washes over us, and he moves again, sliding a thigh between mine. “I should finger fuck you within an inch of your life, but…I don’t think so.”
“Let. Me. Go.”
His eyes narrow. “You’re my little whore on my payroll. If I want to sample your wares, I will. And I don’t think you’re going to stop me.”
“Your money doesn’t have a sexual harassment or rape clause.”
Jac’s mouth curves up into a smile, but those green eyes are hard, glittering, hot and murderous. “I’m not doing anything you don’t want.”
“And how does your date feel?”
“Like she wants to ride the Jac joystick over and over again.” His gaze drops to my mouth. “I’m not letting her. She’ll end up with the director for a while. After my bodyguard has her for the weekend.”
My stomach drops. I’m not even sure where to start with all that.
“Don’t worry, MG. She prefers a ride on me, but she likes the monster my bodyguard packs.”
“Did…” I stare at him. “Did you just refer to your dick as a joystick?”
“I didn’t come up with that, but I liked it, so…” He shrugs. “Nora knows what she’s getting into this weekend. I told her what would happen if she got on the plane. She got on the plane.”
“You’re a real upstanding guy.”
“I’m the monster, that it? Who’s the upstanding one? FuckingHendrick?” He laughs and I shiver. “Hendrick fucking Agnossio hides behind his money, mansion and guards and staid life. I’m sure he’ll give a good three pumps, missionary style, and call it a day. Also, he killed my father, took my fucking family heirloom, and wants me dead.”
“You want him dead.”
“Never said I didn’t, but that dickwad wants me dead, too. Make no mistake.” He leans in, mouth on my ear, and I shiver again, this time with longing and desire I don’t want. “Make no mistake I’ll fucking finish you if you even think of fucking me over. Do you need a time limit on this?”
I grit my teeth. “No.”
“Then—”
“When I have it, I’ll be in touch. Now get the fuck out of the way.”
He tilts his head but makes no move to step aside. “Or what? You’ll return my money?”
I’ve no intentions of that. “Or nothing. Move.”
This time, I don’t wait. I push past him and cross the great room, walking across the foyer and out the front door to the car.
Fuck.
What have I gotten myself into?
* * *
I don’t start shaking until I’ve switched cars and headed home to shower and change.
