Emily thanked her again and Abrianna left.
Once she was gone, I leaned over the table, lowered my voice to a whisper, and asked, “Is she some sort of crime lord?”
Emily shrugged. “I know nothing. And watch what you say. I’m pretty sure she has the whole place bugged.”
Definitely a crime lord.
Emily studied me, taking a sip of her water. “I’m not a rookie, Link. I’ve been doing this a while and I’m big on self-preservation. I’m not going to put myself in danger.”
“I see that now,” I admitted. “And can I tell you how fucking hot it is?”
Now that the danger was gone, other more primal instincts were kicking in. I had all this extra adrenaline to burn and Emily was sitting across from me in a business suit with her hair up in a bun and her glasses on. My dick had taken notice from the second I realized she was okay. Now I was so hard I could barely breathe.
A smile tugged at her lips. “Shh. Bugs.”
“I don’t care. If there weren’t laws against it, I’d fuck you right here on this table. I miss being inside your tight pussy.”
Her cheeks reddened, and she glanced around us. “Shh. People will hear you.”
I wasn’t done, though. Not after what she’d just put me through. “I want to tie you down again. Maybe blindfold you this time. Spank that perfect ass of yours once for every time you’ve backtalked me. Suck on you and lick you until you beg me to fuck you again.”
She arched an eyebrow at me. “I didn’t begyouto fuck me.”
“That’s right. You begged for one of your toys. I still have to punish you for that.”
Her cheeks got even redder. “We shouldn’t talk about that here.”
“Why? I bet it’s making you wet, thinking about how people are listening in. I bet if I put my hand down your panties you’d be soaked for me. I wish I could come over tonight so we could repeat the sex marathon we had last time I stayed over, but I can’t. So, tonight I want you to use one of your toys while you think of me. Then I’ll be over tomorrow so you can tell me all about it before I make you scream my name into your pillow again.”
“You’re not invited to my house.”
But her eyes said otherwise. She licked her lips and her gaze slid down my torso to the table. She wanted to play with me, did she? We’d play.
“Do you think that will stop me?”
Before she could answer, a waiter appeared carrying a bag bulging with containers. Bull took it.
Emily stood, straightening the front of her suit. “Thank you for stopping by, Link, but as you see, your services were not needed.”
“We’ll see if you’re saying that tomorrow night, sweet cheeks.” I adjusted myself and stood. Since there was no way to hide the bulge in my pants, I didn’t even try.
Emily’s gaze drifted down to my crotch. Then she seemed to realize what she’d done because her cheeks flamed and she looked away.
“What’s happening tomorrow night?” Jayson asked, leaning into our conversation.
Emily shot him a dirty look. “Nothing.”
I chuckled. “We’ll see about that.”
* * *
Thursday evening, I was between interviews for the Copper Penny’s new night manager and looking forward to another night at Emily’s place when Wasp came rushing into my office.
“Hey Prez, we may have a problem,” he said.
I looked up from my notes. “What’s going on?”
“Frog went to go investigate a lead and we lost contact. He was supposed to check in about a half hour ago, and I can’t reach him.”
