Page 109 of Twisted Games of Revenge

Once inside my office, she lets go of Lola’s lead, and she bounds for the doggy bed I have made up in the corner for her. “This is perfect, sis, I love it,” Sloane gushes as we enter my office space.

I beam back at her, pretty pleased with myself. From my spacious office, I can see the fern-filled courtyard shared by all our offices, the natural light bathing my space. Off to one wall, I have a plush, blue velvet couch and behind me sits a large desk, with a bookcase overflowing with reference materials to hopefully help me with my new role, teaching art therapy. I have been back studying and finished my graphic design degree, along with a short course on how to teach art therapy. I’m also currently taking a psychology course to better my skills and hopefully one day be able to offer some other type of help to the women coming through our center.

“Can’t say I ever thought I would have a need for an office of my own, but now that the twins are on their way, I think I’m going to be grateful for the space to take them so I can still work and study.”

Onyx’s phone rings, and he steps outside to take the call, but I can see Sloane is watching him like a hawk. She’s acting strange today, and I need to get her alone so I can ask her what the hell is going on. “Everything okay?” I ask her.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” she mutters, returning her attention to me and Ricky. But her cheeks are flushed, and she’s nibbling her lip in a way I have never seen her do.

I raise a brow in Ricky’s direction, knowing he’s noticing this as well.

Onyx pops his head back in the door. “Sloane. A minute?” he mutters, and she takes off for the door in a flash.

“Be back in a sec,” she says before hurrying off with him and closing the door.

“What the fuck was that?” I ask Ricky as soon as she’s outside, my eyes wide and my mind racing.

He chuckles, coming toward me. “If I didn’t know better, I would say your girl has a crush on her big bad bodyguard.”

“That’s what I was thinking as well. You know what?”

“What?” His lips turn up at the side, playing along with me.

“We should set them up,” I tell him, knowing my idea is genius.

His face turns more serious. “Harley, stay out of it.”

I purse my lips, thinking on it for a second longer. I have seen her like this more and more lately. Where she used to go about her day acting as if he wasn’t following along behind her, I have noticed her watching him, smiling to herself. She’s keeping shit from me. I feel Ricky’s hands in my hair, pulling me back into him.

“Did you hear me, baby doll?” He places a delicate kiss just below my ear.

“Yeah.”

“Stop thinking about Sloane then. We have five minutes alone, and I have been horny as hell since I saw you in this dress this morning.” His hand slips under my skirt, and he palms my ass cheek, feeling up along the side of my thong.

“Ricky,” I warn him, knowing there are people everywhere for the opening day.

His lips cover mine, and he kisses me deeply, moving me back toward the wall of glass that looks out over the courtyard, lifting one of my legs as he slips his fingers under my panties.

I place a hand on his chest, turning my head away from our kiss. “They will be back any minute.” I smirk cheekily.

His piercing blue eyes meet mine in a challenge that tells me he’s not backing down. “Then I need to be quick.” He pushes two fingers inside me, and my head drops back as I moan out in pleasure. I have never been able to resist him when he’s like this. It’s those big, adorable puppy-dog eyes begging me to give him what he needs. I give in every time.

He twists his hand in a way that sends tingles right through me. “Ricky.” I try to warn him again, but it comes out as a whimper. A desperate plea for more of what he’s doing to me.

Then the door flies open, and my heart hammers in my chest. “There you two are. I have been searching the place for you,” comes Alex’s voice.

I place a hand over my chest, trying to get the hammering under control. “You scared the life out of me.”

He flicks the lock on the door and comes a little closer, with a sinister look in his dark eyes. “I can see why, with my brother’s fingers buried deep inside of you. Naughty girl.”

Ricky pumps his fingers in and out of me leisurely. “It’s not my fault she looks so damn edible.”

“Sloane and Onyx will be back any second,” I tell Alex.

His lips twitch in amusement. “Just gave them the key to my office. Sloane’s got some spot fires to clean up. They will be a while, princess. Let Ricky make you cum.”

My eyes roll back, and I know I’m already close. Then Ricky scoops me up and places me down on my desk. Removing my thong, he places it in his pocket before spreading my legs out wide, then his lips are on me. My hands lace into his hair,knowing I shouldn’t be doing this right now but desperately wanting him anyway.

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