“Come for me,” he says, his voice husky in my ear. “Show me how much you really do need me, Jade. We both know that nobody is ever going to make you feel the way I do.”

He might be right about that.

My legs shake as I press back into him, my inner walls shuddering around his pulsing cock.

I come hard, moaning into his hand, back arching deep. His hips keep rocking against my ass, harder and faster, until his cock stiffens.

He strokes slowly as he comes.

I rock with him, pussy pulsing as the orgasm keeps crashing through my body.

When he pulls out, it feels like I’m not going to be able to walk for a week.

Grayson says nothing as he helps me stand before tucking himself back into his pants. He sits back down at his desk, not looking at me as he flips open the booklet I gave to everybody at the meeting.

I sigh and pull my thong on, then straighten my skirt before heading for the door.

As I reach for the handle, I turn back to look at Grayson. “You said you wanted to be CEO, so I suggest you get your head in the game before Leo decides that someone else deserves it more.”

It’s a low shot, but he finally looks at me, a challenge sparking in his eyes.

There’s the Grayson I know.

CHAPTER 11

GRAYSON

Jade shifts, the white sheets cascading down her back, showing off the curve of her spine. Her hair fans out around her on the pillow, shining with the morning light streaming through the sheers.

I can’t remember the last time I woke up in a bed next to her.

It’s been a long time since I woke up with any woman next to me.

Maybe it would be good to start every morning like this.

As quickly as the thought comes, I push it away, my gaze shifting to the wide windows that overlook the city.

Jade’s apartment might not be a penthouse in the heart of Manhattan, but it’s close.

I don’t know why I ever thought she wasn’t going to get far in life. She’s built more in the years that we’ve been apart than I have.

Even though I’ve gone up through the ranks of Dad’s company, I still don’t have as much to show for it.

Jade yawns and rolls onto her back, dark lashes brushing against her cheeks as she blinks against the light. “What time is it?”

“Too early for you to be awake.” I glance at the time on the clock on the bedside table. It’s barely past seven a.m., and thankfully there’s not much to do on a Sunday morning.

She yawns and rolls back onto her stomach, clutching her pillow to her chest. “All right.”

Chuckling, I get out of bed and find my boxer briefs on the floor, yanking them on before making my way out into the living room.

I grab my phone from the brass coffee table where I left it last night, checking the couple notifications I have before disappearing into the cream-colored kitchen.

Sunlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows that line an entire side of the apartment.

I get coffee brewing, filling a mug before heading out onto the balcony and looking down at the city below.

Cars are already honking at each other as people rush down the sidewalks.