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Her back went instantly straight, and her eyes grew wide.

I altered the settings a little and tucked my phone into my pocket, ducking my head so my mouth was right beside her ear. “I set it to vibrate when it hears noise.”

She gasped softly, and her nails pinched my skin through my suit as she tightened her hold. I knew instantly it was working. “Wow,” she whispered, her breathing already becoming a little heavier.

“Wanna know the best part?” I was getting turned on just seeing the way her body was reacting. But I knew this would heighten that pleasure she was about to feel a little more. I made sure only she could hear me, my lips brushing against her earlobe. “These men are about to make you come just by talking, and they have no fucking idea.”

I stepped back, loving the way her breath hitched and the look in her eyes was part ‘I want to kill you’ and ‘holy crap why do I like this?’

I carried the folders around and placed them on the coffee table which sat between the two sofas. Carter and Paul sat on one, and I joined Greg on the other, leaving the large armchair at the head of the table for Cassie. “Babe, come join us,” I called, grinning when she narrowed her eyes at me for a brief second before slowly making her way around to where we sat. “I won’t bore you with too many details in one meeting, but I can run through the basics of what we do and the kind of things we’re trying to achieve. Then we can hopefully schedule more in-depth meetings in the future if you’re interested.”

“Sounds great to me,” Carter announced loudly, and Cassie’s mouth instantly dropped open, her fingers gripping the chair cushion beneath her just as she took her seat. Every time someone spoke, that toy was going to vibrate inside her, the louder it was, the more intense she’d feel it.

“I’d love to hear if you have any plans for north of the city,” Paul announced, pulling a couple of the files to flick through. Some had building plans, others possible projections. “It still gets a bad rep, but there are rumors about how it could be the new Summerlin?”

I nodded, sliding over the top folder which was a real estate listing for some space on that side of the city. “This is something we’ve been looking at that could be perfect for apartments or for some kind of shopping complex.”

“These are great!” Carter crowed loudly, bobbing his head.

Cassie almost leaped out of her seat, and the conversation only grew louder, the three men getting excited about the prospects of these new places and the opportunities they could open. Each of them had a large voice—businessmen always did—so it was almost hard to keep the smirk off my face as the conversation grew louder and louder as each one had their say. I tried to focus on what they were discussing, which area needed what, but out of the corner of my eye, I could see Cassie’s hips rocking just slightly, forward and back.

I knew exactly what she was doing.

That thing was no doubt vibrating like crazy, and rolling her hips pushed the thick device deeper, but it was also U-shaped, so there was a small piece that curved up the front to stimulate her clit at the same time, and by the way she was chewing on her lip, she had found the perfect balance. But I wasn’t about to let her get away that easily.

I grabbed her hand. “This is Cassie’s first time in Vegas,” I announced, pulling all their attention toward her and forcing her to stop discreetly fucking herself, stalling what was probably her orgasm building.

She cleared her throat and placed her hands in her lap, trying to hide how she was squeezing her thighs together. “Yeah, I really haven’t traveled much out of New York and Massachusetts,” she explained, her voice much quieter than usual, and honestly, kind of starting to sound like a sexy whisper. “The heat here ispretty intense. We don’t get that back home.”

The subtle comment was aimed at me, but it backfired quickly when all three men laughed loudly. She sat much straighter, once again rolling her hips forward and sucking in air through her nose so she could keep her lips firmly pressed together.

At this point, she was probably feeling a warmth take over, the pleasure building slow and steady, teasing her, making her want to search for more.

The debate began, Paul and Carter insisting Vegas was superior while Greg fought for Boston. “This place just doesn’t have the history and culture of Boston, right, Cassie?” he called over the other two as they began listing events and attractions that were better.

“Yes!” Cassie answered, a little too enthusiastically, her breathing growing heavier, her fingers clawing at the arm of the chair she sat in. She licked at her lips, rolling her hips and shifting her body. “I mean, yes, culture is second to none.”

“See,” Greg announced loudly, I swear, the sound almost sending her over the edge.

Thankfully, it was all playful fun and teasing, the laughter between the men showing they must have a great relationship. Which was good for me because if Greg was willing to work with me, the likelihood that they would was almost guaranteed.

“Guys, I really should get my fiancée some food.” I finally decided to step in, seeing Cassie was close to letting go and not only did I not want to embarrass her, I wanted to be what finally sent her over the edge. I held out my hand, helping her to her feet.

“Yes, of course,” Paul agreed, each of the men getting to their feet and making their way toward the door. Cassie held tight to me, her legs obviously unsteady. “I will look forward to talking with you more about these. I’ll get my assistant to make an appointment.”

“Same here,” Carter agreed. “It was great to meet you both.”

Greg patted me hard on the back and grinned. “We’ll talk soon, yes? Cassie, always a pleasure.”

Cassie nodded. “Pleasure is all mine.”

Oh, how true that is about to be.

“Absolutely,” I agreed, waving them off as they headed down the hall before finally stepping back and closing the door, making sure to flick the lock.

Cassie was already standing behind the sofa, holding the back tightly, breathing heavily. “Goddamn you, Drake,” she cursed, though it was instantly followed by a soft moan, her own voice causing vibrations inside her.

I didn’t say anything. Instead, I walked silently across the room, stepping behind her. Seeing this woman in absolute ecstasy is something I’d never get tired of, and I swear I’d spend the rest of my life making sure she got the pleasure she fucking deserved. Every single day.

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