Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh yes.
“Beau,” I cry out.
He doesn’t stop. His fingers continue working their magic as my climax builds and builds. I don’t think it will stop. I’ve never had an orgasm so intense when I used my fingers.
He kisses my thigh when my body quits shaking, but even his sweet touches on my skin ripple through me in waves.
He crawls up the bed and holds me, kissing me with fervent hunger, letting me taste myself on his lips.
“What now, princess?”
I grin. “What do you suggest?” I sound more confident than I ever have in my life.
He leans down and kisses me again, grinding the bulge behind his jeans against my still throbbing pussy. Just as he is about to say something, his cell chimes and he groans.
“Has it been half an hour?” I whimper.
He raises his wrist and glances at his watch. “Unfortunately.”
“Obviously your work is important,” I say, annoyed that I know it ends here. “Or they know you’re in here and making sure I don’t corrupt you with my idea of going into a room at Club Sin.”
He groans as he pulls the cell out of his pocket and glances at the screen.
“I’ll be there in a minute,” he grunts and listens to the caller. He disconnects the call and shakes his head lightly. “Sorry princess, but I have to run.”
He presses a kiss on my lips before shuffling off me and dragging my dress over my thighs. Then he takes hold of my waist, pulling me until my feet are on the floor.
“Sorry, duty calls,” he says.
“Will you ask Jove and Atty if they’ll reconsider Club Sin? I’d prefer you three men over a stranger.”
“Erin, we have a policy.”
“No dating the clients,” I say.
He nods.
“Then what was this?”
Beau sighs. “I thought it would be enough. I can give you that...”
I blink, holding back tears. “Just go.”
“Sorry?”
“Duty calls. Just go.”
“Erin...”
“I know the three of you are a package and I will not be a pity fuck, Beau. Just fucking go.”
Chapter 9
Erin
IfollowBeaudownthe stairs and stride into the kitchen, before taking a glass and filling it with water.
“I think she should come with us,” Atty says.