Page 73 of The Companion Love Trap

“More,” I begged, pushing myself more into his face. “Please, Cruz.”

He gave a dark chuckle, pinching my clit before he stood and unbuttoned his pants. I felt the cold metal of his piercings before he speared me, pressing into my warm heat in one deep thrust.

I fell forward, gasping when my nipples touched the cool glass. Cruz’s reflection was faint in the glass as he thrust into me. His grip was strong as he pulled me close, holding me up with his arms. The black rolled up shirt gave me the perfect view of the veins in his arms as his muscles flexed. Dammit. I’d never be able to look at the shirt the same again.

“Você é tudo para mim. Te amo, Meu tudo.”

It wasn’t new for him to go full Brazilian in the throes of passion, but now that I knew what the phrases meant, it never failed to turn me on more. Whimpering, I turned my head and met his mouth with mine. Cruz took control of the kiss, demanding entry with his tongue in the same rhythm his cock thrust into me.

When he pinched my nipple, it was too much and I careened over the edge as I came. Head falling back onto his shoulder, I moaned my release as his thrusts quickened. More Portuguese fell from his lips, but I was too gone to understand it this time. His hips stilled, his cock twitched, and he gripped my hips tight as he came. My body was loose and sated, and it was only Cruz’s arms that kept me upright.

“So good, baby.” He kissed my shoulder before he pulled out gently. My inner walls pulsed as he withdrew, missing the fullness of his cock.

“I’d say the acoustics work,” a voice behind us said.

Snorting, I peered over Cruz’s shoulder to find Jace leaning against the bar. His suit pants were tented, telling me he’d been here long enough to enjoy the show.

“Hmm. I dunno. I was too focused on the view to really get a feel of the sound,” Cruz teased.

Jace walked toward us, handing Cruz some paper towels before dropping to his knees and pulling my leg over his shoulder. His warm mouth covered my swollen lips, giving me gentle licks as he cleaned me up. I rested against the glass, my hands nestled in his hair as Jace took his fill. When he was finished, he drew back, licking his lips with the biggest grin.

“Best appetizer ever.”

“And all I got was a paper towel,” Cruz grumbled.

Jace turned his head, taking in Cruz’s glistening dick still on display. Jace yanked Cruz to him, swallowing his dick and almost buckling Cruz’s knees. When he was finished, he popped off with a loud smack, and left Cruz in a daze.

I giggled. “I love when you take him by surprise.”

Cruz only grunted, but smiled softly at the man on his knees, and cupped Jace’s cheek. “Te adoro, Meu Dengo.”

Jace stood, a pleased grin on his face. “I take it she likes the place?” he asked Cruz, picking up my discarded clothes.

“It’s more than I could imagine,” I admitted as he redressed me.

“And here I thought you’d need more convincing to take it.”

“I can be persuasive,” Cruz purred, zipping up his pants.

I snorted but let them believe what they wanted. I might not want to take money from my parents because the strings were too tangled and invisible to navigate. But I didn’t have the same problem with my boyfriends. I trusted them and knew their generosity was out of love and not an attempt to control me. Though, if they thought I needed an orgasm to convince me, I’d let them believe whatever they wanted.

Jace and I were debating where to set things up when the broker appeared. She breezed in, a big smile on her face as she took us in. “This looks promising. What do you think, Everly? Is this the place?”

I nodded, the smile stretching across my face with ease. “Yeah. It’s the perfect home for The Music Loft.”

There had been a lengthy discussion about the name from adding Howlers, Phantom, and the Fairy into it, but at the end of the day it was all too complicated and I wanted something simple. The Music Loft would be my place, where I could teach and train others in developing their musical talents. It was the dream I never knew I had.

“Wonderful. I’ll draw up the paperwork.”

“And about the other request I made?” Cruz asked, drawing my attention.

“It should be finalized by this afternoon. I’ll leave you with the keys and send over everything when it’s ready.” Margo turned back to me, continuing to gain my respect. Despite the obviousness that both Jace and Cruz were the ones with the money, she always deferred to me on the decision. “It’s been a pleasure working with you, Everly.”

“Likewise, Margo.”

As quick as she’d breezed in, she’d strolled out, only leaving a trail of her perfume in her wake.

“What was the other request?” I asked, once she was gone.

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