She moved closer, then leaned in to kiss me.
I stepped back. “Chill. I’m not with all that today. You should be at the club overseeing shit. That’s your job now.”
“Relax. I’ll get back to that as soon as we’re done here.”
“No, you’ll get back to that shit right now.”
Her head shot back, her eyes laced with confusion and anger. “Ocean, what the hell is going on? I thought the agreement was?—”
“Yeah, I know what you thought, but there’s things that need to be looked after. That can’t be done if you’re here trying to get your pussy stroked when you’re supposed to be at the club.”
“I get that, but?—”
“No, buts. Go put some fucking clothes on and do what the hell I pay you to do.”
Her mouth fell open.
I was seconds away from telling her to close that shit, but then I realized I needed to reel it back in.
Fuck.
Skye’s pussy had made me forget the plan.
“Look,” I said, placing my hand against Melina’s cheek. “I’m not trying to be an asshole. I’m just trying to make sure thingsgo smoothly. I don’t want any hiccups, and I know as long as you stay focused, there won’t be.”
A smile spread across her face. “You really have that much faith in me?”
“Of course I do. I wouldn’t have promoted you if I didn’t. But with that being said, how about you hold off on these little penthouse calls until after the reopening.”
She sighed. “But?—”
I dipped my hand under her chin, lifting her head just enough to make her think my lips were going to touch hers.
Not a chance in hell.
“Show me that I did right by choosing you for the job. I promise there’s a bigger reward in store for you.”
“Really?” she nibbled on her bottom lip.
“Yep. I just want to see if you can handle things like I think you can.”
Like I’d just handed her access to my bank account, her smile widened, followed by a satisfied sigh. “Okay, I can do it. No more penthouse calls.”
“Good.”
She yanked me forward and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me so hard, I thought I was going to suffocate.
The repulsion that consumed me was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I almost knocked her on her ass, but for the sake of what was going on, I kept it cool.
“When this is all said and done, I expect you to fuck me in every room,” she whispered before grabbing my hand and slipping it between her legs.
Her pussy was soaking wet, and temptation almost brought me to the point of slipping a finger in. But I talked myself out of it and gave her a playful pat. “I got you.”
“You better.”
The look in her eyes was intense, but I looked away before she could see how disgusted I really was.
“Get back to the club,” I told her before strolling out of the penthouse.
