Page 20 of Kingpin

At her skin.

She isn’t wearing much makeup.

She listened to my suggestion, and that made me rock hard.

I gripped her waist, causing her to squeal. I twirled her around and picked her up, setting her on the kitchen island. I spread her legs with my body as I forced myself between them, my eyes fully connected with hers. Then, I gripped her chin. Holding her exactly where I wanted her.

“You’re wearing less makeup, Brianna.”

Her eye twitched. “I thought that’s what you wanted.”

I grinned. “It is. I like it.”

Her hips rolled softly against me. “Maybe…maybe we could do dinner and dessert tonight, then.”

I let my fingertips fall from her chin to her neck. “Would dessert have anything to do with that blue thong of yours you’ve purchased?”

She swallowed hard. “It can if that’s what you want.”

“What do you want, Brianna?”

Her eye twitched again. “Does it matter?”

“It does to me. As your husband.”

Her lips stole a soft kiss, and I growled deep in the back of my throat. I fisted her hair, bringing her back toward me as our lips crashed together. My tongue thrust against hers. I raked it over the roof of her mouth. The way she wrapped her hand in my tie and drew me closer made my cock lurch against my suit pants. I wanted her. I wanted her more than I could stand. But fucking hell, work always got in the way.

That time was no different.

The second I heard my cell phone ringing on the kitchen table, my wife sighed. It was a sigh of frustration, and I felt that ring true in the pit of my soul. I sucked on her lower lip, dragging my teeth across it. Feeling her shiver one last time, I backed away from her to reach for my phone.

“Israel, please.”

I drew in a deep breath. “You beg so well for me. And if you keep it up, one day, it just might work.”

Then, I answered the phone call.

“What?” I snapped.

“Israel, we have an issue at the warehouse.”

“What kind of issue?”

“Well, sir, there were several loud bangs against the window before a brick crashed through.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Did the brick have a note tied to it?”

“Uh, yes, sir.”

“Accompanied by a cardboard box?”

My associate paused. “How did you know?”

“I don’t have time to explain. Set everything in my office and give everyone a long break. I want that place checked by my men before anyone comes back to work.”

“Is there something I should be aware of?”

I peeked over at my wife and saw her watching me with a curious look on her face.

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