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“Baby, don’t be mad at us. We couldn’t just jump into this without thinking about the repercussions of crossing your father.”

She gives a watery snort into my jacket that makes me chuckle until she snarls, “Until they died. Then you didn’t need to worry about it at all. Took your opportunity like the vultures that you are.”

That stings. But unfortunately it’s not entirely untrue.

I lift her chin up even though she struggles in my hands. Reid rubs her back and sighs.

“We never meant to hurt you at any time, princess. You’ve always been it for us. No matter where or how far we went, we always knew we’d come back for you.”

“I didn’t have that same knowledge, Reid. So you have to admit, this is a little bit of a shock to me and it’s not fair to just walk in here like you own the place and me, throwing Evan out like he’s the fucking trash.”

That makes Cash step closer, his jaw clenched. “Who the fuck is that guy to you? He looks old enough to be your father but that isn’t what I saw in his eyes, princess. He wants you.”

Courtney steps back, her eyes widening. “You guys are crazy! That’s Evan. He was Daddy’s best friend. I trust him implicitly. More than you!”

Cash growls at the comment and Reid turns to him with a glare that stops him in his tracks. “Stop,” he snaps. “It’s a lot.”

We all know what he means. It’s a lot to throw at her and expect her to take it lying down with a smile on her face. My dick jerks and I thank fuck that she’s not pressed as hard at me or she’d realize how close I am to losing my much-vaunted control and tearing her dark green wrap dress right off her curvy little body. Her poor, sunrise hair is scraped back and tortured to within an inch of its life. Her feet are encased in low-heeled, sensible pumps that look all business with nothing of the beauty of the sexy, strappy sandals of last night that made her legs looks long and luscious wrapped around Reid and Cash.

I didn’t get to fuck her last night but I will. And her mouth was a dream come true. Wet and hot.

My dick jumps again and this time Court notices. “Oh, put that thing away. There’s no way that I’m ever sleeping with you guys again.”

My head comes up and I can see Reid and Cash focused on her as well, like the tempting little morsel she is. “Is that what you think, baby girl? You think that you run this show and that you’re gonna just walk away from us?”

Reid stalks closer and his fingers wrap around her hips, Cash stalking angrily up to her and his hands touch her cheeks, holding her steady even as she glares up at him.

“Oh no, princess. That’s not how this works. You belong to us and nothing and nobody will ever take you away from us. Even if you run, we’ll find you wherever it is, however far away it is. Nothing can take you away from us.”

And then his lips slam down on hers and she melts into him and all hell breaks loose.

CHAPTER 10

Cash

There’s nothing like the taste of her lips. Like strawberries and whipped cream all wrapped up with dark, sinful chocolate. I slip my tongue inside her mouth and swallow her soft moan, slipping alongside hers and wrapping around it, growling at the sweet taste of her, the soft feel of her in my arms.

I can feel my boys around me but I’m too lost in her to notice.

Until the door slams into the wall and I jerk my lips from hers thrusting her wilting body behind me.

One of the security guard’s stands in the doorway with his mouth open, Courtney’s assistant behind him, her mouth open and the desk phone receiver in her hand.

“Move away from Ms. Monroe,” he growls, finally remembering his fucking job. This guy wouldn’t last an hour at our company. I’d can him in ten minutes. Hell, his voice even shakes.

“Hold it, Greg! They’re alright!” The gun he’s holding in his hand drops and I draw in a deep breath. Then I stalk over and take the gun out of his unresisting hand.

“You don’t point a gun unless you intend to use it,” I snarl, unloading it and handing it back to him. “And I suggest you go to a gun range and get some lessons before you ever do something like that again!”

“But…”. His voice trails off and I growl, stalking back to where Court is slumped over the desk, panting and hiding her face in her hands.

“Are you alright, baby girl?”

She peeks up at me. Her face is pale but I swear I see a little humor in her eyes. “This day just keeps getting better and better.”

I choke on a laugh. In some ways it’s funny, in some ways it’s not. I wrap my arms around her and she melts into me, her soft curves in the thin dress that barely covers her perfectly fitting against my painfully hard body.

Yeah, I think I’ve been hard as a rock since she walked into Club Sin yesterday. And no matter how many times I came I think I’ll spend the rest of my days fucking rock hard around her.

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