Page 15 of Where the Wicked Reign

“A deal that gives you tons of pleasure from tons of different people.”

“You know I’m a lot to take and you don’t want to handle it all the time. Your words. Besides, you have your mafia groupies, your short-term girlfriends.”

Lately, he’d been showing signs of possessiveness and even jealousy, things I didn’t tolerate or entertain. He wanted it both ways.

That wasn’t gonna happen.

It wasn’t how I rolled, or how I could actually live my life.

It was why heading out on the mission Nico had sent me on had been good timing, putting distance between us for a couple of weeks.

I wasn’t about to let him go back to his bullshit right away now I was back.

He grunted, but didn’t speak to it more.Good.

My ability to talk more about anything was quickly evaporating with the ever-building need taking me over. Especially with him running his fingers all over my skin.

I pulled away and stalked to the bed, then threw myself onto it, my back bouncing on the soft mattress.

His eyes flamed and then he stripped off his jeans and boxers rapid-fire, and he was straddling me backwards in the next second, his beautiful ass in my face, and his mouth exactly where I wanted it, a hair’s breadth from my dick.

I grasped his shaft, finding it rock fucking hard for me.

I barely had to touch him before he was all over my cock, sucking my crown, tugging at my piercings with his teeth, the sharp bursts of pleasure he was eliciting making me buck beneath him.

I was sure he was tasting a whole lot of latex, but he didn’t give a fuck, clearly needing a piece of me so fucking badly, because he suddenly swallowed me down to the root.

“Jesus Christ!” I cried out, my hips lifting off the bed.

“Report,” I heard Nico order through it.

The moment the order was out there, Milo eased off my cock and took to giving my shaft teasing flicks of his tongue instead.

No.

I went to fist his spiky hair.

“No,” Nico’s voice boomed. “Report first.”

I fisted the sheets instead. “This is sexual torture.” I’d already been right on the verge of one major orgasm when he’d walked in here and interrupted with that commanding, no-nonsense air of his. And now this? “Come the fuck on, N.”

“Youcome on, J. You were supposed to see me first. This is the fallout of that.”

“Holding my orgasm hostage?”

“Getting your attention.”

I groaned as Milo rolled my balls between his fingers, then slicked up my shaft so fucking slowly, it was driving me crazy.

He was doing Nico’s bidding, even with this.

“Fuck,” I groused. “It’s done, all right? Everything went according to plan with Reincourt Construction. After my initial generous bid was met with resistance, I went the aggressive route and won over the shareholders. It’s mine now and going there in person and meeting with their current clients enabled me to also secure ongoing projects and reassure clients that the company was in good and stable hands. All my staff are in position and settling in well. All that needs to happen is for you to start buying up more than fifty percent of the company’s shares in order to gain a controlling interest alongside me.”

“Excellent.”

“You’re gonna be using yourshell companyto do so, right? Keep the mafia ties out of it by not using your name?”

“Correct. Cronos Group will purchase the shares.”

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