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Mase
Our mouths are lockedin a slow, sucking kiss the entire ride up in the elevator, neither of us able to resist one another. The doors slide shut for the second time before I’m able to pull away, her lips pinching at mine as I deny her.
“Out, I need you naked and fucked.”
She lifts herself onto her tiptoes, ignoring me as she takes my lips in another desperate kiss.
“I have plans for us tonight, Bossman,” she hums, pulling my shirt open.
Her brows pop in surprise when the buttons snag and I’m bared to her.
“Plans?” I ask, frowning down at her.
“Uh-huh, don’t worry, it involves me naked.” My cock jerks at her promise as she bends, licking up the centre of my chest. “And fucked.”
“That’s a given when you’re here, angel.”
“Go get yourself a stiff.” She palms my growing bulge. “Drink. You’ll need it.”
I smile down at the little minx. Never did I think she would come into my life and start making demands. Never did I think I’d let her. I mean, the fact I even went to dinner this evening speaks volumes as to how integrated she has become in my life in such a short space of time. She makes me want to do shit I never do.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
I pinch her chin between my thumb and forefinger. “Let’s get that drink, and then you can tell me all about your plan.”
“Nuh-uh, it’s top secret,” she says, walking ahead and into my kitchen.
I notice the line of her underwear that wasn’t there before dinner. And I would know, my eyes were glued to her the entire evening.
Once in the kitchen, she slides onto the stool at the island.
“Do you want a drink?” I ask.
“Yes, please.”
“What took you so long at yours earlier?”
“Nothing,” she says, distracted on her phone.
“No? That’s strange.” I chuckle, filling two glasses with wine.
“Joey is calling me,” she says out of the blue, sounding surprised.
“What?” I turn to face her.
“Joey.”
Holding out the phone, I see that it’s his name lighting up the screen. It has my muscles locking tight. “Why is he calling you?”
“I don’t know.” She shrugs, putting the phone to her ear. “Hello?”
I’m surprised she answered. She clearly doesn’t see my annoyance; it pisses me off that he can reach out to her so easily.
“Oh, shit! Sorry, Joey. I’ve not seen the email, but I will have a read tomorrow and get back to you.”
I slam down the wine glasses harder than intended, spilling the contents on the marble top. Nina’s eyes find mine, then she rises to her feet, rounding the island and coming to stand in front of me. Her dainty hand finds the centre of my bare chest.
