Page 40 of Hacker Beloved

“Let’s get out of this place and go have dinner. It might clear our heads,” I said.

Asher rubbed his thumb back and forth on my hand. “Are you sure you feel okay physically to go?”

“The drug only knocked me out,” I replied.

“No, I think he means because of the procedure done to you. The doctor used ten-inch forceps to pull out your IUD,” CJ said as he waved at my stomach.

I blinked a couple of times to see if he was serious. “Removal of an IUD doesn’t hurt. Now, if you want to have a conversation about getting one put in, that’s a different story.”

“Dr. Lynn said you might not feel good for a few days after,” Asher said, reminding me about the conversation. I’d thought he’d missed the part.

“My emotions for the next few days might be off kilter. That might explain why I over-analyzed your lack of attention to me for the last few days. Some women also get menstrual cramps when they have it taken out. I haven’t yet.”

“You’re right. We might need a break to clear our minds. Why don’t you two get ready? I’m going to make a few calls to find us a place to eat,” Asher said.

CJ stood and pulled me up. His arms wrapped around me, and his lips hovered over mine. “When something is bothering you, please come to us.” His lips came down on mine for the first time in two days.

A warm body pressed against my back, and a light kiss skimmed over the side of my neck. Asher worked higher until he was near my ear. His warm breath tickled against my skin. “Later, we might need to address the fact you didn’t come talk to us.” He nipped the shell of my ear before moving his mouth away. CJ pulled back from the kiss. They kept me wrapped in their arms as they leaned in and kissed each other. I watched as their tongues tangled together.

“I vote we stay in.”

Asher and CJ broke their kiss.

“Nope, we are getting out of here, and later if you are up to it, you will be our dessert. Just thinking of your sweet pussy is driving me crazy,” Asher said. “I’m going to get our dinner set up. And Zayla, wear a dress or skirt.”

Asher walked out onto the patio and held his phone to his ear. My eyes drifted back to his firm ass.

“He does have a nice butt, doesn’t he?” CJ asked.

“Yes.”

I changed into a black, strapless dress. I’d just slipped on my red heels when CJ walked out of the bathroom in black dress pants and a white button down dress shirt. He’d rolled the sleeves up on each side to his elbows, and the sight of him made my mouth water. CJ took two large steps and was next to me. His arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me against his body. “You look so sexy. I want to bend you over the bed and fuck you.”

“Okay.”

CJ nipped my ear. “You’re trouble.” His hand slid down my side to the edge of my dress. He worked his hand up my thigh until he reached my panties. “Tsk tsk…These need to go.”

My head snapped out of the haze. “I have to wear panties.”

“No, you don’t. I’m pretty sure from the twinkle I spotted in Asher’s eyes when he said he was going to set up our dinner. You won’t need them.”

A lump formed in my throat as he pushed them down my legs and they fell to the floor.

Before I could protest, Asher yelled. “We need to leave.”

Asher was waiting by the door. He’d opted for black dress pants and a black shirt. Like CJ, he’d rolled his sleeves up. “You two look sexy as hell,” he said. He opened the door and led us down to the main lobby. A Range Rover was parked out front, and Paolo sat in the front seat.

CJ and Asher flanked each side of me in the back seat as we weaved through the late-night traffic of New York. With each turn, the anticipation of the evening bubbled in my stomach. After what felt like an hour of New York traffic, Paolo pulled down a side street and stopped at a building with a black and silver door.

“Tonight's going to be good,” CJ promised.

I stared at the door and couldn’t see how this place would be so great. We’d passed tons of restaurants with lines of people waiting to get in. Wherever we were, had nobody outside. But as long as we were together, that’s all that counted. CJ climbed out of the SUV and held out his hand. I grabbed it as I slipped from the vehicle. Asher was at the door and held it open.

The interior was a complete contrast to the plain door. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. The white marble had specs of gold covered the floor and flowed up along the wall behind the front desk. A young woman sat behind a white modern desk.

“Good evening, sirs. If you need anything, Reedy is the Master on duty tonight. Your table and room are ready for you.”

Asher placed his hand on my lower back and ushered me to another door. “You come here so much they know your face?”

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