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“Good. Then we’re agreed. Operation come clean is go.” Her voice lowers. “Now back to the important stuff. Throat holding. Have you done that? Because Parker won’t and I’m not happy about it.”
I’m about to laugh when the front door opens and Asher steps in. I’ve told him to stop knocking and use the spare key – mostly so he doesn’t disturb me when I’m writing.
I shoot him a wide-eyed look and quickly wiggle the phone at him.
He raises a brow. “Who is it?” he mouths.
“Autumn,” I mouth back.
He rolls his eyes. Then he crosses the room slowly, with that lazy predatory stroll he does when he knows he’s about to wreck me. He kneels between my legs where I’m curled on the couch and presses his mouth to my bare knee.
I swat him away, but he ignores me, a grin on his lips.
“It’s your sister,” I mouth.
“Tell her you’re busy.” He doesn’t mouth that one. Says it loud enough for me to glare at him.
“Are you watching TV or something?” Autumn asks.
“Yep,” I lie. “I’ll turn it down. Anyway, how’s Parker handling things? Is he enjoying commentating?”
“He is, but to be honest, I’m a little distracted whenever he’s on the screen. All the British announcers sound like sexy Bond villains. But when I ask him to mimic their accent he refuses.”
I snort. Then gasp as Asher kisses along the inside of my thigh. Damn him for making this feel like more than just sex. “Well that’s not fair.”
“I know, right? I had a dirty dream about one of them last night. Between the Bond guys and the dragon riders, Parker’s being a little overworked.”
“What’s that?” I ask, loudly for Asher’s benefit. “You’ve been having lots of hot sex with Parker.”
Asher wrinkles his nose. Haha, gotcha. No guy wants to hear about his sister’s love life.
I lift a brow at him. Checkmate.
“Obviously,” she says. “That’s not news.” She laughs softly. “I’d better go. Parker will be home any minute. I’m going to see if I can get him to saybees kneesby giving him a blow job. Love you, babe. Talk soon.”
“Love you too,” I choke out, hanging up quickly.
Asher looks at me. “Never, ever let me hear about my sister’s love life again.” But he’s smiling, leaning in to kiss me, like he’s missed me all day.
The same way I’ve missed him.
“Then don’t touch me when I’m on the phone with her,” I say reasonably.
“It’s hard not to touch you when you’re looking so beautiful,” he tells me. The softness in his eyes mixes with heat.
“Sweet talker.” I tip my head to the side, feeling my body respond to him.
“I mean every word I say,” He leans forward, pressing his mouth to mine again. This time, his kiss is full of intent.
I kiss him back, pulling him closer, until his body is pressed against mine, our legs tangled, our hands seeking each other.
“Good,” I tell him. “Now touch me again.”
ASHER
“Is this what you do now?” Hudson asks, walking into the security room at the hotel with two cups of coffee. “Run software tests all day like you’re a trainee at your own company and not the CEO?”
“You’ll thank me for it later,” I murmur, closing my laptop quickly. “This place is going to be like Fort Knox. Nobody will get onto the island without your knowledge.”
