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He claps his hands softly as I hang up the hotel phone by the bed. Not a hint of sarcasm either. He’s genuinely impressed.

“Jasmine, your talents have been wasted. You’re definitely working for me from now on,” he sighs deeply with satisfaction, pulling me close as his huge arm curls around me.

“I get like this when I’m hungry,” I warn him, and he nods with his eyes closed.

“Me too, nothing worse than people wanting to talk crap and kiss your ass when all you want is a feed and some clean clothes, happens a lot when I travel and it sucks,” he murmurs, looking like he’s dozing off.

He springs to life when I spread myself over his chest again, kissing him here and there again, on each of his nipples and then trying to make my way down to my favorite new discovery on my man… but he stops me, laughing softly again as he pulls me back up so my face is in line with his.

“Hey! I need some more of you up here, with me,” he says, kissing me again, making me melt and sink back into him.

It isn’t long before there’s a knock at the door, the muffled call of room service, and Maddox leaps out of bed in one movement.

He scoops up all our clothes along the way, signaling me to stay put and I hear the front door, some murmured instructions, and then the gentle clatter of a trolley before the smell of food hits my nose.

I roll over, lying on my back and inhale deeply.

The sight of Maddox wheeling in a hotel cart filled with silver domes, his robe having fallen open, makes me feel like the luckiest girl alive.

“I shouldn’t have let them see me here, but meh. I don’t give a fuck any more Jasmine. It’s you and me from now on,” he reminds me, lifting a few silver lids and putting a couple of plates onto bed trays before fluffing some pillows behind me so I can sit up and eat in bed.

“This looks great!” he exclaims, eventually settling down next to me with his own tray of what looks like the best steak dinner I’ve seen in forever.

“How’d they get all this together so quick?” I ask him, wondering about our laundry too, but he just shrugs.

“I’ll tell you once I find out exactly how much they’re charging the firm for the suite,” he says, slicing a thick piece of steak before taking it to his own mouth and groaning.

“Isn’t it good though?” he asks, and we both laugh.

“It sure is,” I tell him. Looking up and savoring my mouthful as I chew, wishing I knew how I could repay such a wonderful man.

As if I even have to.

Answering my silent question, his hand is on mine between mouthfuls.

“It’s you and me, Jasmine us from now on, okay?” is all he has to say to that quiet corner of my mind that has any need or want to doubt anything anymore.

“I think… after this meal we should have ourselves a sit in that huge Jacuzzi tub in there and talk about your new position… under me,” he continues with a wry smile, cutting meat and feeding me the odd piece as I nod in silent agreement; returning the favor.

And he makes it so, after we eat he runs the huge tub full of water and fragrant oils provided by the hotel and carries me to it after assuring me that the door’s barred and we won’t be disturbed.

Not unless he or I says so.

Not ever again.

Chapter Fifteen

Maddox

To my delight, Jasmine isn’t a drinker and we can enjoy all the fizzy water we like as we both melt under the bubbles and foam of a different kind in a Jacuzzi tub that makes me wonder how many people they actually think would get in here together.

The jets massage us, taking our physical aches away which I have noticed after my lengthy lovemaking session with her; but not wanting to mention because of our age difference.

It’s just a number, but I’m relieved more by her own accounts of how much she likes the relaxing spa jets on her body.

“Not too much though?” I ask her, almost sounding jealous.

“Nowhere near as good as you,” she assures me, leaning back against me as I wonder if life couldn’t get any better. If all my aches and pleasures couldn’t feel this good.

“What are we gonna do?” she asks after a long silence.

Not a scared or pensive silence, more like a curious question from my girl who wants to know just how my cunning plan to return us both to the top is gonna pan out.

Holding her closer, letting my hands wander across her breasts as the warm water froths over them, I think out loud as well as remind myself of a few facts.

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