and wet and happy. Releasing his tight grip on my breast, he cupped me between the thighs. “And the only thing I want to eat is right here, little dove.” He worked me through the fabric for a moment. “If you’re not wearing a bra, does that mean you’re not wearing panties?”
“I couldn’t find them,” I muttered.
Goosebumps spread across my skin as his lips skimmed my neck lightly. “Marco moved everything yesterday while you worked. I didn’t want him touching those.”
That was good, I didn’t particularly want Marco touching them, either.
“I thought you sent him to make sure I followed the rules, not to be a moving man.”
“That, too.” He loosened his hold and shifted me so he could see my face. “Are you upset?”
“Would you let me move the stuff back if I were?” I shot back.
“No. I want you in my bed. In my space.”
“I like being in your bed and space. Plus, it makes more sense to have my stuff there so I don’t have to take a naked sprint down the hall after I shower in the morning.”
“You can always take a naked sprint here.” He tilted his head and rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. “Actually, that might be a new rule. It’d make the video conference calls more interesting.” Even though he was the one who’d made the joke, his jaw clenched. “Never fucking mind.”
I couldn’t hold in my laugh, not that I tried too hard.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?”
“Hilarious.”
Maximo shifted me up so my ass was on his dick, and my laughter cut off at the feel of him hard beneath me.
I didn’t think I’d ever get used to the way he felt. Or the way he looked. Or the way he wanted me.
“You drive me insane, dove.”
“That feeling is very mutual.”
His smile was equal parts tenderness and sinfulness.
God, how is this my life right now?
Averting my gaze because some things were just too beautiful to look at for long, I saw his phone was lit up with a ton of notifications. “What’s on the schedule today?”
“I have another phone meeting in,” he glanced at his watch, “five minutes ago. And then I need to go to Nebula and Star.”
“Do you ever take a day off?”
“Not usually.”
“Do other casino owners work as hard as you?”
“No, most of them delegate and collect money from other people’s hard work. I’m too controlling for that.”
“You? Controlling? Neeeeever.”
He gave me the look and the voice. “Juliet.”
“Maximo,” I shot back, mimicking his deep voice.
“Brat.”
“Control freak.”
His sinful, sinister smile was back, causing a tremor to run down my spine. It should’ve been from fear, but it was from an overwhelming amount of lust.
“I can reschedule my meetings and stay here to show you how much of a control freak I can be.”
I jumped off his lap and backed out of his reach. “No, no. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your work.”
But even as I said it, wetness pooled between my thighs. The coil of need he’d loosened last night with his tongue and cock tightened inside me.
“Kiss me, Juliet.”
I bent and pressed my lips to his, darting my tongue in to soak up the taste of bitter black coffee and Maximo.
Sinful.
Smoky.
Dark.
And so damn hot.
I stood when his phone started loudly vibrating on the desk.
“Jesus, someone wants to die,” he bit out, reaching for it.
I hurried for the door, not wanting to hear him rip someone a new one.
“Black,” he answered. “Yes. Yes. Hold on. Juliet.”
I froze in the hallway and turned back to look at him. “Yeah?”
“Like the shirt. One of yours?”
I nodded.
“Looks like something one of the stores at Crystals would sell for a shit-ton. I’m impressed, dove.” His expression hardened, and even though it’d only been a few days, I knew what was coming.
Daddy mode.
“But I don’t want anyone else seeing the way your pretty tits peek out of those holes. Put a bra on.”
“Got it.”
“Freddy’s bringing you breakfast in the sewing room. I’ll be home for dinner. And I’ll take tomorrow off. Anything you want to do, we’ll do it.”
I grinned, and his eyes dropped to focus on my mouth.
He sat forward like he was going to stand.
“Your call,” I reminded him.
“Fuck my call.”
I really hope he muted it.
“I don’t have time to make out. I have to move my bras and panties into our room.”
It was his turn to smile and my turn to stare.
“Juliet.”
“Right.” I went down the hall to the room that’d been mine for a whole year.
Considering how I’d come