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I lean forward, sliding my hand down between her crossed legs, pressing on the warmth of her pussy. She inhales sharply as I lean in closer, my breath on her skin. “Only for you,” I rasp in a gravelly, deep voice, rubbing against her pussy. Her hips rock against my hand needily as I wiggle my brows, then as quickly as I started, I pull my hand away and jump up from the bed to start getting dressed.
Maxxy folds her arms over her chest. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
I laugh, pulling on my jeans, then grab a fresh shirt from the closet. “I’ll tease you better tonight at your place, but I have to keep focused for now. I gotta suck up to my president, and you… you gotta go work at The Plantation because if I continue to keep you away from there, Hurricane is really gonna ride my ass.”
She chuckles, slowly moving out of the bed. “Yeah… you’re right. I need to check in on the Baton Rouge Bachelors and see how they’re settling in. The last guy to do all the invoicing has gone AWOL, so I need to do allthatas well.”
I give her a sly wink. “Come here,” I demand, and she stalks over to me while biting that bottom lip I would love to sink my teeth into. I reach out, grab her wrists and pull her up against me. Wrapping my arms around her, she slides her arms around my neck, staring into my eyes.
“You gonna think about me at work today?”
She snickers, swaying from side to side. “What are you gonna do if I say no?”
Bringing my hand out, I slap her ass, and she jerks with the motion, letting out a laugh. “Think about me at work. Think about what I’m going to do to you tonight. Do you understand me?”
She grins wide and nods. “Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s a good little slut. Now kiss me like you mean it,” I demand, and Maxxy smiles, standing on her tiptoes, and kisses me with everything she has.
My hands fist in her hair, our tongues colliding, going rogue.
I willneverget enough of this.
We wasted so much time.
I spent too long thinking I needed to choose between Maxxy or ‘G.’
There isnochoice.
Ithasto be Maxxy.
I’ll have to write to ‘G’ and tell her about Maxxy, but right now, I need to stop thinking about ‘G’ and be in the moment.
I kiss Maxxy back, my hand sliding to her ass and squeezing her cheek hard. She giggles into my mouth, and I slowly but regretfully pull back from her, staring into her beautiful, luminous eyes. “You fucking kill me.”
She shrugs. “At least you’ll die happy.”
I groan and reach for my cut, pulling it over my sore shoulders. “See you tonight?”
“Don’t let Hurricane ride your ass too hard.”
“Don’t let those Bachelors give you any shit,” I reply as we head for the door.
“Have I ever let men give me shit?” she quips, walking ahead of me, swaying her ass purposefully so I have no choice but to check her out.
“No, ma’am, you know how to handle yourself. Give ’em hell, kitten.”
She chuckles, blowing me a kiss as she walks out into the clubroom for the exit. I watch her walk with a smile that just won’t quit until I spot Hurricane sitting with Bayou and Omen, and I know they’re discussing what happened last night.
Fuck.
Here we go.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Maxxy
There’s a definite pep in my step walking into work.
