Page 84 of Diamonds & Deception

Nancy has my schedule, and I give her the freedom to make her own hours. All I ask is for her to be present when I have in-person meetings scheduled. I’m pretty sure my first isn’t until one o’clock this afternoon.

The phone stops ringing, then a series of dings alert me I’m receiving texts. Many of them.

“You should probably get that.”

“I’d much rather stay right here inside of you.”

She giggles, which pushes my flaccid dick out. “Sorry.”

I bite her shoulder and climb over her, reaching on the floor for my phone. I settle back in bed and read through the group texts.

Nolan: I take it you’re not in your office because you’re getting laid.

I smirk. If he only knew. Which, apparently, he does.

Ryder: Did Switzy move out? I went by the penthouse this morning and I swear someone turned it into a church. Lots of calling out to God, Jesus, Christ.

I shake my head. Ryder and his smart mouth. I didn’t expect Trey to play along.

Trey: The ground was definitely shaking. God must have been moving some mighty mountains.

Ryder: Pretty sure I heard the hallelujah chorus last night as well.

I have to respond, or this will go on all day.

Drake: I expected Ryder to have his ear to the door, but I didn’t know Trey was into the voyeurism thing.

Nolan: You had to be deaf not to hear you two.

I know they’re kidding. The walls in the penthouse are soundproof. There’s no way they could hear us from the outside hall.

Nolan: Serious note. Now that we know you didn’t die from overuse of your dick, lots going on in the news this morning.

Trey: I saw. I’m in the elevator now. Be at penthouse two in thirty seconds.

If Trey wasn’t even up here yet or at the penthouse next door where Nolan and Ryder were staying, he didn’t hear Nora and me. The guys are idiots, but they’re my anchors.

Ryder: Well, fuck. That didn’t take long.

Drake: What? What am I missing?

Nolan: Get dressed, Diamond. In person meeting. Next door. Now.

I glance over at Nora, who has rolled to her side, her hands tucked angelically under her cheeks as she stares at my naked chest. I can’t help the quick flex of my muscles. Her eyebrow shoots up and she grins.

“That was sexy.”

I want to stay in bed with her all day, but I need to meet with the guys and see if my decoding of the messages is true.

“You make it really hard to get out of bed in the morning.”

“I do?” she asks innocently, sliding her hand to my dick.

“Christ, woman.” I push her away with a laugh and tackle her, pinning her to the mattress. “You’re insatiable.”

“I guess I am. First time for everything.”

Her comment means the world to me. She’s not a sex fanatic, she’s just like this with me.

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