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He blows out a breath. “I’m sorry, Madison. Mark your calendar and have a trophy made to put on your mantle because I don’t apologize often.” His deep voice is wry. I like hearing him humbled for once. It’s cruel, but I love that he seems worried over me. “You’ve earned a good one.”
I don’t answer, but his words sink into my frozen soul and thaw my emotions as his body warmth brings me back to life.
“I know I was a total asshole when you got here. You saved the land deal, which was very important to me, and I should have been grateful. Iamgrateful. I was just shaken up by the fact that you’d flown in the storm and risked your beautiful neck to do it. And it came right on the heels of finding out Ruby invited our mom here for Thanksgiving behind my back.”
That draws me out of my stupor. My interest catches on the implied drama. I’m still not ready to talk to him, but I listen, waiting to hear more.
“To say I don’t want her here would be the understatement of the century, and that’s the only reason I said you couldn’t spend Thanksgiving with us. Because I didn’t want you to witness the most fucked-up family dynamic on the planet.”
My shivering slows. Or rather, there are patches of stillness between waves of it. I can’t seem to control it, no matter how hard I try to relax.
“I’m sorry if I made you feel unwelcome.”
“You did,” I mutter, finally giving in and saying something besidesfuck you. Because I’m obviously feeling very mature. Not sulking at all.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He reaches for the hot cocoa from the bedside table and brings it to my lips, propping my shoulders up. I take a few sips, and the warmth slides down my throat and into my belly.
“Are these the servant’s quarters?” I ask when he puts the mug down and curls back around me.
“What?” He groans. “No.I mean, not really. I guess I can see how it could be construed that way because it’s closer to the kitchen. No, you’re at the far end of the building because I was trying to remove you as a goddamn temptation.”
My shivers stop completely as the heat his words produce warm my core.
His breath grows raspier at my ear. “Please don’t quit, Madi,” he says softly.
Oddly, I find myself disappointed. Like I was hoping for the “you’re the one” speech instead of “you’re the best employee.”
But that’s foolish. Billionaires like Blackthroat don’t throw themselves at the feet of their secretaries.
“You’re the only assistant I have ever been able to stand, and that has nothing to do with how much I want to get in your panties. It’s because you’re the best.”
He slows the pace of his stroking, and it takes on a far more sensual tone. My heart picks up speed, responding to the change of energy between us. Clearly his mention of getting into my panties has both of us thinking about it. His palm coasts up my side, settling on my breast where he lightly strums my nipple with his thumb. It stiffens under his touch, and I feel the answering tug between my legs.
“Madi?” Blackthroat’s velvety voice is pure temptation. “May I warm you with my tongue?”
I love the way he asks for consent. I nod my head.
His grip on my breast tightens. “Say it,” he murmurs against my temple.
“Yes.”
* * *
Brick
My need to give pleasure to a female has never been so strong. This isn’t like our desperate first fuck over the conference table.
No, this time, I don’t expect to get myself off. Only to take care of her needs. To give to her. She deserves pleasure at the tip of my tongue. She deserves it all.
The moment she gives her consent, I roll her to her back. She averts her gaze, still too mad or hurt to look me in the eye, and I don’t force it. I trail light kisses between her breasts, slipping lower beneath the cover to kiss down her soft belly.
I drink in her nutmeg and oranges scent. This time it’s coupled with the scent of the outdoors–snow and pine and residual fear.
Fuck, I wish I could go back in time and make things right. Prevent the hurt feelings and the trauma of nearly dying out there in a snowstorm.
I swirl my tongue around the inside of her belly button, and she squirms. I continue lower, slowly opening her thighs with my hands and kissing along each inner thigh before I part her flesh with my tongue.
Her breath leaves her with a shaky exhale.
