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I rise to my knees and hold out a hand. “Thank you.”
His mouth pulls into a smile. A laugh and a smile within such a short space of time. I think we’re making progress, but then…
“You’ll have to come and get it.”
Asshole.
But it’s not as if he can touch me. Happy to add to his frustrations, I lean forward and crawl towards the end of the bed. Shade’s eyes darken as he follows my progress, his gaze concentrated on my breasts as they bounce. I bring my legs out to slide over the edge of the bed, exposing myself fully to him before I stand.
“You don’t play fair, Lily.”
“And you do?”
I go to take my robe as I stand up, but he keeps a tight hold of it. “Sometimes.”
“I had you down as a rule breaker.”
He leans over me, his mouth inches from mine as if he’s about to ignore our agreement. Then he shakes his head. “Nice try, but I’m not about to risk instant disqualification,” he says. “But next time, it’s payback.”
I’m about to tell him it’s going to be my pleasure, but he takes my robe and wraps it around my head. With one gentle push, I stumble backwards onto the bed. I panic, if only because my legs are flailing and I must look a sight. But as I free myself from my robe, I hear the thud of my front door closing.
I stare after him, my mouth gaping open. Sweat pricks my brow. “What the hell have you got yourself into, Lily?” I say out loud to the stretching silence, then slump back onto the bed.
My lips sting and my body throbs. Am I ready for more of this?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
Chapter 10
Mace
Idon’t think about Lily as I walk into the office the next morning. I don’t think about how sweet her lips tasted, or the vibration I felt deep in my chest when she hummed into my mouth. As I sit at my desk and switch on each screen in turn, I don’t think about how soft her tits were beneath my palms, or how hard her nipples were against my chest as I moved on top of her. I’m definitely not thinking about her tight pussy shattering around my cock. I’d been so fucking close to coming in my pants on the drive home from her apartment. I’ve been fighting a constant hard-on ever since, and that’s not something I want to have to explain in front of my brothers.
“I want a meeting in fifteen,” Ash announces as he strides in after me. “And Mace, we need an update on all activity in Poulton Springs. I want to know how close Barrett’s new build is to completion.”
“Can’t you just ask Ray Forsyth? He must know what’s being planned,” I reply. I’m pissed with Ash’s tone, and the last thing I want to do is sit around a conference table for the better part of the morning when I could be doing other things.
“I have asked him,” Ash says. “But I’d still like you to do your job. For some reason, I’m not one hundred percent certain of Ray’s loyalty after the gala.”
I skim my fingers over my knuckles. “Would you rather I’d punched Barrett?”
“Yes.”
“If Ray thinks he can ignore us now, I’m happy to give him another reminder,” says Hunter, coming into the office at the end of our conversation. “Mace’s punch doesn’t negate his obligations. He owes us for not blowing his head off.”
“He owesmefor not blowing his head off,” Maddie corrects, as she goes to slip past him.
Hunter ropes his arm around her waist. “Fine, we let Ray know we’ll set my wife on him again,” he tells us.
Ash shakes his head. “Ray isn’t the problem here,” he mutters. “We have a meeting to prepare for.”
“I’ve got the coffees,” Reid says, the last to show up. We’d arrived together, but he’d volunteered to do the coffee run. He places a cardboard cup in front of Ash. “And everything else is prepped.”
“Thanks, Reid.”
Prepped for what? I look at each of my brothers in turn, my gaze settling on Reid as he hands me my coffee. No one else has asked what the meeting is about. They don’t need to because they already know. They just haven’t told me yet. I don’t like being out of the loop, and I know I only have myself to blame. I’d been working from home yesterday so I could pounce at the right time to snare Lily on her drive home from the office. And fuck, was it worth it.
“What’s going on?” I ask Reid quietly.
