Page 23 of Seductive Scoundrel

Mia: Of course I’m not sleeping with anyone else. I haven’t even slept with you.

Dean: You will – tomorrow. And to answer your question, it’s until we’re mutually done. I’m confident we can come up with an arrangement that works.

Mia: Like what?

Dean: You’ll find out after you make me come tonight.

Mia: Are you actually going to call?

Dean: Woman, I told you, Wednesday couldn’t be helped. I’m calling. I just need to eat my steak and drink my whiskey first. Do you know what goes well with steak?

Mia: I’m guessing blowjobs.

Dean: You’ll be a star pupil.

Mia: Are you cooking?

Dean: My housekeeper cooks. I don’t have time to fuck around in the kitchen. But I’ll fuck you in my kitchen – and everywhere else.

Mia: My place is too small to cook, but I used to love it when I lived back home.

Dean: You can make me breakfast on Sunday morning. Text my PA the groceries you’ll need and he’ll arrange to have them delivered. The only staples at my place are coffee and booze.

I send her Jeffrey’s contact details and wonder what the actual fuck is happening. I don’t do breakfast the next day – ever. I haven’t even had a proper look at this woman’s face in person, and I’m inviting her into my sanctuary where no woman, aside from my mom and hired help, has ever been.

Maybe Jeffrey is right and I’ve lost my goddamn mind.

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I usually havethe utmost patience for never-ending work days and the constant demands on my time, but today all I wanted to do was get back home and talk to Mia.

When I’m finally settled in bed, Mia answers on the first ring, and I can picture the phone in her hand, wondering if I’m going to call. Surprisingly, I like the image of her waiting for me and I don’t find it suffocating.

“I’m going to start this conversation by saying that we could be doing everything we’re going to talk about tonight – right now. I’ll come pick you up myself.”

Mia laughs and the sound is husky and seductive. “I like your voice, even when you’re trying to boss me around.”

“Make no mistake, I won’t betryingtomorrow. You’ll do what I say, or you’ll learn how punishment feels.”

“Yes, sir,” she purrs.

And that’s all it takes to make my cock rock hard.

I can’t wait to make her scream the same sentiment.

Jesus.

“You’ve given me pictures, texts, and now your voice. How about we turn on video chat so I can see you shake when you come?” My voice is low enough to sound more like a growl.

“You’ll get the full package tomorrow.”

“Mia, you’re already in love with my dick. And I know you want to see me lose it. Tell me you don’t want to watch me stroke this big dick while I’m thinking about you, and to see me come all over my abs just for you.”

Her next breath is more of a gasp. “I want to see in person.”

“I told you –”

“Tomorrow,” she interrupts. “It’s still my rules tonight.”

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