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We eat in a semi-comfortable silence.
If anyone told me a month ago that Brick Blackthroat would take me to lunch–working or not–I would have laughed my ass off.
He barely lowers himself to interact with anyone who isn’t part of his executive team. He certainly doesn’t socialize with them.
Yet here we are. It’s incomprehensible, really. The only answer I can come up with is that he enjoys me. Not just that he’s attracted to me–I already knew that was true–but he actually can stand being around me–something I can’t say about him with anyone other than his inner circle.
The idea is exhilarating. I’ve won over the Big, Bad Boss.
When we finish eating, I bring the conversation back to the day’s events. “Aiden Adalwulf was trying to fuck with you. You didn’t let him, and he left. You won.”
Blackthroat pushes his empty plate away and his voice drops to a growl. “If he touches you again, I’ll destroy him.”
Oh, wow. That’s, um, kinda hot.
“You’re going to do that anyway.”
“Not in business.” He doesn’t elaborate, and he doesn’t seem like he’s joking. He grips the water glass so tightly it cracks.
“I’m glad you restrained yourself. It’d be tough to explain murder to the investors.” I put my napkin on the table and add as casually as I can, “Is that why you took me here? To console me?”
He grunts.
“What is this, Mr. Blackthroat? Because it feels an awful lot like a date.”
He gives me that look of patent scorn he’s perfected. “Definitely not.”
ChapterTwenty
Brick
I’m an alpha, born to privilege and bred to take my place at the head of the pack but Madi destroys all my control.
I shouldn’t be here, alone, with the little human whose scent drives me wild.
It was too much facing off with my enemy. I had to get Madison out of that building, away from Aiden Adalwulf, but now that I’ve brought her here–now that I’m sitting beside her hot little body, I remember how it feels to be inside her. To master her. Her scent infiltrates my senses. Her suggestion that we’re on a date made me imagine all kinds of dirty things I would do with her if she were my date.
“Was this a reward, then?” There’s a suggestion in her tone. “For my good behavior back there?”
She’s tempting me. Reminding me of how I reprimanded her when she misbehaved.
And now I desperately want to reward her in the way she desires.
Before I can think, I shove the table back and pull Madi onto my lap. My hand dives between her legs, cupping her heat over the fabric of her dress. I’m rubbing my middle finger along the outline of her slit without my brain giving my hands permission to touch.
To claim.
Toown.
She gasps and leans back against me, spreading her legs wider.
She wants this.
I catch and squeeze her breast with my free hand as my finger finds the edge of the gusset of her panties and slides under.
She squirms at the contact. The hit of the scent of her arousal sends my brain further offline. I’m on autopilot now, my body taking what it needs from her. Delivering what I need to give her.
My finger sinks into her wet heat and her squirms drive it deeper. My mouth opens and finds her neck. It’s somewhere between a kiss and a bite. I crave her taste. I want todevourher.
