Page 13 of Lucas
I have to laugh, even through my frustration. Girl’s got some sass, I’ll give her that. Some hefty ladyballs too.
I take a few deep, calming breaths, willing my rioting body back under control. It’s not easy, with her breathy moans still echoing in my ears, my cock still prodding at my belly. But eventually, my thundering heart rate slows to a less alarming level.
Before I can second guess myself, seized by a sudden, reckless determination, I redial her number. She picks up on the second ring.
“I don’t like liars,” Ava says, not even bothering with a hello.
I settle back against the upholstered headboard, the plush charcoal velvet soft against my bare shoulders. “I know Gant Construction is in financial trouble. I’m willing to help you with that...if you help me with a problem of my own.”
“Aw, is Little Lucas not cooperating? So sad. Sounds like a job for your doctor, not me.” She chuckles.
I clench my jaw so hard my teeth grind together. Unbearable woman. I want to put her over my knee and spank her. Among other things.
Remember, you need her.Losing my temper now will only make this harder.
“Hear me out before you hang up on me again.”
“And why should I do that?”
“Because I know something about you, Ava. I know you’re desperate?—”
“I am not desperate!” she yells.
I plow ahead, undeterred. “—or you wouldn’t be coming to your mortal enemy for help. And I have the means to provide that help. You said you wanted the Pearl Garden project.”
Silence. I can hear her breathing on the other end of the line, a touch unsteady despite her bravado.
“Ava?” I prompt, winding the sheet around my fist. The slinky fabric whispers across my skin.
“I’m listening.”
Satisfaction unfurls in my chest. I have her now. I can feel it. “I can’t give you Pearl Garden. But I can offer you something almost as good.” I can’t risk tying her company to my new development project. Not when I plan to crush Gant Construction into dust long before the first brick is laid.
“Not Pearl Garden?” She sounds disappointed.
“No. But you’ll get the infusion of capital you need to keep your doors open. I’ll funnel money into Gant, enough to get you out of the red.”
“Why would you do that? What’s the catch?” she asks, her tone sharpening with suspicion.
A slow smile curls my lips. “Meet with me again and find out.” I dangle the carrot, waiting for her to bite.
“Fuck you.”
She bites, all right. My head off.
The line goes dead for the second time.
I set the phone on the nightstand. I should be annoyed, but I find myself almost amused.
Ava Gant isn’t going to make this easy for me.
Good. I do love a challenge.
And this one will be my sweetest victory yet. I’ll have her right where I want her—under my thumb. I’ll destroy her, consume her, leave nothing but ashes in my wake.
She’s stubborn, but so am I, and I’m just getting started.
My other hand is still down my pants, my erection never having fully deflated. Her throaty dirty talk worked me up good and left me aching. I’d love to drag her to my office and put that filthy mouth to better use.
