Page 5 of The Billionaire's Knight

“Yes. Now, go. As Mr. Hayes said. He has a busy schedule.” She held up a tablet Jase hadn’t even realized she’d been holding. “I have a copy of your agenda for the day. If we don’t get going soon, you’ll be late for your eleven o’clock.”

“Noah.” Jase never took his gaze from Gwen.

“Gentleman, if you’ll follow me, I’ll show you to control room. It’s the main hub of our building’s security.”

Noah was still speaking as they left. Jamison Knight stood in the doorway for a moment, appearing to communicate silently with Gwen before nodding and pulling the door shut.

Jase moved across the room immediately, jerking her against him and dipping his head down for a taste. He grazed the side of her mouth then trailed down to the fluttering pulse point at the base of her neck. He sucked her skin lightly and took pride in the shiver that raced through her. She moaned, her body softening. Then she tensed and moved away.

“Don’t,” she warned then held up her hand when he made a move toward her. “For today, you’ve hired me as your personal bodyguard. That means you get all the skills and none of the thrills.”

He growled. Growled like a goddamn caveman.

Her lips twitched as if she were hiding a smile. “I don’t play where I work, Mr. Hayes. Ever.”

“Fuck me,” he muttered.

“That was last night,” she murmured. “Today, we’re no longer strangers. Today, we’re employee and employer.”

He growled again, and this time she laughed aloud.

“I have a feeling this is going to be a great day, Mr. Hayes.”

Last night, she’d moaned his name. Jase. Since she’d walked through the door today, it had been nothing but Mr. Hayes.

He pulled out his phone as he led the way out of his office and down the hall. Noah answered on the first ring.

“Problem?”

“Be quick. I need you back on the job as soon as possible,” Jase snapped then dismissed the call before Noah could answer. He didn’t need the other man’s smartassed comment. Not when the woman of his dreams was walking behind him, laughter filling the air around her.

Chapter Three

If the sexy as hell billionaire she followed had any idea how badly she wanted him to bend her over and fuck her senseless, Gwen would be in a lot of trouble. Thankfully, she’d pricked his temper by doing the job he’d hired her to do. Temper kept the suave lover of the previous night occupied with something other than lust, which was exactly what she needed. Focus on the billionaire not the sexy as hell man who’d given her a spinetingling orgasm.

He’d tried to escort her from his building to the waiting limo, hand at the small of her back. She’d sidestepped him, moving into position behind him, intentionally pressing her fingers against his lower back to urge him along. She’d almost laughed again at the growl that went through him. Hell, she feared if he kept it up, her panties would be drenched by the time his little game ended.

And that’s what this was to him. A game.

The sex had been amazing. He’d been virile, aggressive, everything she wanted in a lover. She’d still been thinking about him when she’d shown up at work. She’d been remembering the feel of him even as she walked into Jamison’s office and found out they’d been hired by billionaire Jase Hayes to overhaul his security. The name had thrown her. She didn’t believe in coincidences. She’d immediately reached for the dossier on the desk, knowing what she’d see before she even flipped it open. Who she’d see. Him. Jase Hayes. Billionaire. Genius. Incredible lover.

Playing security agent for a billionaire? That she could do. Sleeping with one? Apparently, she could do that, as well. As long as she didn’t know who he was. She should be grateful to him for hunting her down, hiring her and Knight’s Watch to come in and revamp his security. He’d put a line in place she’d never cross. She didn’t date clients, and he’d firmly placed himself under that label.

“If you open the door for me, I’ll paddle your ass,” Jase snarled as they walked from the limo to the restaurant door.

“When I told you to treat me like Mr. Paxton, I had no idea the two of you had such a kinky relationship,” she offered as she pulled open the door and held it.

He glared at her for a long moment then leaned close. “I don’t make idle threats. The next time I have you naked, I’ll bend you over my knee. I’m going to paddle that lush ass until it blushes a pretty shade of red then bend you over and fuck you hard until you scream my name.”

“Tsk, tsk, Mr. Hayes. I hope you don’t talk to all your employees this way.”

“You’re not a fucking employee.” He was back to snarling again.

“Wrong,” she snapped, temper flaring. “That’s exactly what you’ve made me for the rest of the day. So keep your sexual perversions to yourself.”

He leaned back, met her gaze again and smiled. “You’re upset because I’m turning you on. Admit it.”

She ignored the command in his tone. “We’re drawing attention, Mr. Hayes. Please step inside.”

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