Page 123 of Delicious Surrender

When he returned, he had two glasses of port. She took the glass and glowered at him.

“Well, are you performing for me tonight or not? Remember, I’ll be gone for a few days, so…”

Brynne watched him sink into the chair and casually sip the drink. She stood there, debating her options. Fine. He wanted to play games. She could play too.

She downed the contents of her glass, deposited it on the bedside table, and started ripping open the box. How nice that he replaced the exact one he ran off with that night in London. Lucky for her, the hot pink, six-speed toy came fully charged.

He was watching her, his mouth twitching in amusement. She turned away from him and bent over to undo the delicate straps of her shoes. The lacy bra, garter belt, and stockings made her feel very sexy, so they were staying on. Slowly, she pulled her panties down and flung them in his direction. He caught them, put them up to his nose, and inhaled.

She sat on the edge of the bed and lay back, leaving her legs dangling over the side.

You can do this, Brynne. Just pretend you’re alone.

She turned the vibrator on and focused on the wrought iron scrolls above the bed. Gage was suddenly standing over her. He had a pillow in his hand. “I expect you to look at me when you come.” She rolled her eyes and lifted her head so he could prop her head up.

He looked at his watch. “You have five minutes.”

“Five?! That’s not fair. Do you want me to fail?”

“Perhaps I’m just trying to see what you’re made of.”

She smiled wickedly and turned the switch to a highersetting. “Don’t worry, Mr. Boss always delivers.” Staring boldly at him, she spread her legs and coated the toy in her juices. If she hated this so much, why was she already wet? It didn’t matter why; the clock was ticking down fast. Her mind went to her darkest fantasy, then drifted to that first night on this bed—when she took his cock deep in her throat and was helpless to stop him. A blissful moan escaped her as she pushed the toy inside. In and out, she thrust it until her breath was coming in quick gasps. Short panting cries came from deep in her belly as her fingers manhandled her clit, and she forced the toy deeper until it reached the ultimate sweet spot. Brynne screamed her release and shuddered again and again, riding the waves of ecstasy to the end.

As she floated down from that amazing release, she smiled, satisfied she’d beaten him at his own game. Her eyes fluttered open to find Gage naked, sheathed and lifting her legs to his shoulders. He took the toy and threw it across the room.

“Mine.”

When Gage walked into his Edinburgh office on Monday afternoon, his assistant Fiona shocked him by jumping up and giving him a hug. As a rule, she was pretty buttoned up and she ran a tight ship—keeping everyone on their toes in his absence. She was one of a select few he allowed into his personal life.

“You look like shit, Magnus. How do you intend to attract a nice woman looking like you do?”

“Fiona, my dear, I have found a woman, and she’s keepingme up all night, so you needn’t worry about my sex life any longer.”

“I never worried about yoursexlife; it’s yourlovelife that needs resuscitation.”

“Sorry to report that isn’t about to change anytime soon.”

They went to his inner sanctum and got to work. Fiona sat with him, noting action items as they went through his list. Out of the blue, she asked, “How did you convince your neighbor to let you dig?”

Gage smiled crookedly. “I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse.” He pulled out the signed paper from his briefcase. “Scan and file this with my lawyers. The crews can begin work on her property in ten days.” His team had worked tirelessly to get the surveys and permits in place, but everything waited on clearance from Brynne.

“I am sure your powers of persuasion worked on the poor girl.” She winked knowingly.

“Not quite. She fought me tooth and nail. In the end, it required me to add a sweetener.”

“Oh cripes, don’t tell me she is the one keeping you up all night?!”

“If I said I was doing it for the good of the poor residents of Skye, would you believe me?”

“No fecking way. I know you. She must have tweaked your interest.”

“Something like that. Anyway, it’s a temporary diversion while I’m in Skye. It will end when I get back to London.”

“Oh Magnus,” she sighed. “If you like this one, give it a chance.” His expression told her to drop the subject, and she knew him well enough to leave it alone.

They worked over the next several hours on paperwork and reviewing the newest investment proposals. Armand, his COO, was due back tomorrow. He was out with Patricia again. She was close to making an offer on a castle they’d found. It was outside the city and would be the perfect private location for a destination spa. Zoning and permits were also easier to get in the neighboring county. Gage planned to invest half a million pounds, and Cole and Aaron had agreed to do the same. His friends loved the idea when they heard about it.

He was still at the office going through files when Garrick rang him. “Hey Gage. Sorry to bother you during dinner. Do you have a few minutes?”

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