Page 52 of Keep Him Like Secrets

“Right. Sorry, Miss…”

“Amato,” I supplied.

“Me and my crew are gonna head out. Get the report ready for you. I’ll start ordering supplies. Oh, and the rat guy said he’ll be back tomorrow morning to seal up those couple of entry points he found and catch any rats that might be stuck inside.”

“Sounds good,” I said, giving him a nod. “Thanks for coming in at such short notice.”

“Anytime. Mr. Vale. Miss Amato.” He gave us each an incline of his chin, then headed back out.

Saff said nothing as she turned and made her way back up to the balcony.

“Settling in nicely, I see,” she said, gesturing toward the folding chairs and table.

“We needed somewhere to look over plans. Gav brings ‘em to every project.”

She placed her empty cup down on the table before walking over toward the balcony, resting her hands on the railing.

“Now that I saw the design boards, I can pretty much see it,” she declared.

I put my cup down next to hers and moved up behind her, putting my hands to the outsides of hers. I was close enough to hear the way her breath gasped inward, to feel the way she tensed.

“What do you see?” I asked, stepping closer, my front pressing into her back.

“I…”

“A crowd of people just below?” I asked, leaning down so my lips were close to her ear.

“Yeah,” she said, trying to hold onto the conversation. Even as she melted against me.

“Dancing to the music?” I asked as my hands slid across the railing, over hers, up her arms, over her chest.

“Mmhmm,” she said, leaning her head back against my shoulder, eyes at half-mast.

One of my hands tracked upward, closing around the front of her throat. Not aggressive, just possessive.

The other slid down the center of her stomach, then pressed between her thighs.

A soft whimper escaped her as my fingers rubbed against her through her jeans.

“Do you think anyone would look up, see what I’m doing to you?”

My hand slid up, working her button free and lowering her zipper, then moved inside under her panties.

There was no toying, no teasing.

My fingers slid inside her as my palm pressed against her clit.

Saff’s moan filled the empty club as her hips rocked against me, begging for more.

Wanting to remind her how good we were at this, how soft and sweet she got for me, how easily I could make her come, I worked her hard and fast, pushing her right to that edge.

Feeling her walls tighten around my fingers, my other hand closed around her throat just as the orgasm slammed through her.

Her body shuddered hard as a gasping sound escaped her while her pussy clenched around my fingers over and over.

As soon as the climax loosened its grip on her, I loosened my hold on her throat, then slid my hand around to the side, forcing her head to turn just enough for my lips to claim hers.

After a moment, she turned, her arms sliding up to loop around my neck. Her body crushed to mine as she kissed me harder, deeper.

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