Page 80 of Seductive Scoundrel

“Yes, ma’am,” I tease, but the laugh dies in my throat when her nails move down to my balls.

The crack of my hand slapping her ass has us both groaning, and my fingers make quick work of her clit while I grind slowly inside her. She’s whimpering and trying to make me move faster, which I’d normally resist.

This time I can’t.

I fuck her like I own her – because I do. And undoubtedly her screams can be heard in the cockpit while I grant her wish of an orgasm.

Three times.

Now that she’s pliable in my arms, she lets me pull her dress off, and I drop my clothes to the floor. “We have time to sleep and then fuck again before we land.”

“I can’t believe we have to go to stupid work. It feels like I’m in another world.”

And I’ve never wanted to miss a day more than I do right now. But I can only change so fast, and blowing off a Monday – my busiest day of the week – isn’t going to work today, especially after not even logging in this weekend.

There was no time because Mia didn’t sleep either.

She nuzzles into my neck and we collapse into the bed in a heap. I’m glad we decided to leave late tonight and spend the day with Mia’s family even though we’re both going to be dragging our asses today.

I’ve been on thousands of overnight flights over the years, but this is by far my favorite trip.

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“Dean?”

“Do you seriously want more sex?”

Mia might be the only woman in the world who has a bigger libido than me. We’re still on the plane and it is officially Monday morning. We’ve landed with just enough time to get to work before the morning rush.

Even though we should be able to get off the plane in the next few minutes, I’ll happily take one for the team and be late for work if she still hasn’t had enough. I’m the boss, so surely I can get away with it. If Jacqueline kills me, at least I’ll die happy.

Mia laughs. “No. I want you to come to dinner with me tonight.”

I don’t even bother checking my calendar or verifying with Jacqueline – whatever Mia wants, Mia gets. “Sure, no problem. Where are we going?”

“My friend just texted me and invited us to her place. Pick me up at seven?”

I don’t bother asking for details and just agree. Meeting family and friends is important to women, so at least I’m going to check a few boxes that make her happy. I’ll charm her friends, and then I’ll have more of what I just had because I will never get enough of Mia.

Right from the start, I knew one night was never going to be enough. I just didn’t think I’d want her every night for the rest of my life, but I do.

I may not have enough nights left in my lifetime to get my fill of her.

By the time we’ve deplaned and Robert has fought through traffic to get us to work, my mind is back on business. I went from making one woman very happy to another one irate in a matter of minutes.

I was right – Jacqueline wants to kill me and she’s been a huff since I arrived.

The morning has me playing catch-up while wondering how I’ll be able to make an actual relationship work. Mia won’t be content being squeezed into small windows of time – and I don’t blame her.

Surely she knows me well enough to understand my life and schedule. But something tells me I’ll be making a lot of concessions, and I need to do it in a way that doesn’t affect my business. I enjoy being rich as fuck.

Maybe I’ll ask Dex for some tips. He may be a domesticated house pet, but he’s still rich, so he’s doing something right.

My day is a blur of meetings, but I manage to check personal messages once.

Mia: Best bakery in New York…and go.

Dean: Impossible question without knowing what you want to eat.

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