together. Like, I want you to hold my hand and take me to a party. I want your arm around me at an event. I want you to walk through my hotel, meet me in the bar, and kiss me in public. Then leave with me. So everyone knows we’re together. Everyone knows we’re competitors and lovers. That by day, we vie for business, and at night, no one can get between us,” she says, then gives me the naughtiest look as she nibbles on the corner of her lips. “Unless we let them into bed with us.”
Pleasure zaps through my body, chased by love, by passion, by want. “You are filthy and beautiful, and I want to fuck you and make love to you, and let the whole damn city know you belong to me. That you’re mine. That this brilliant for brilliant woman is with me. And whatever we do behind closed doors belongs to us.”
She gives a coquettish shrug. “As long as we don’t get caught.”
“You want to get caught,” I say, roaming my hands up her arms, into her hair, tugging it back.
“Maybe I do,” she purrs, showing off her gorgeous neck.
I slide my lips along the column of her throat, savoring her taste, her scent.
“Maybe you will,” I say, then I haul her onto my lap, hike up her skirt, and adjust her legs so they wrap around my waist. “Now that we’ve inked that deal, how about we fuck again? Just you and me.”
Her blue eyes shine with wild desire. “And can we go bare? I’m on protection, and I’m clean.”
“I’m clean too.”
“Good. Now take off all your clothes, because I can’t wait to ride you. And I want you to tell me all the things you’ll do to me now that we’re together.”
Her confidence is so fucking sexy. “Get naked, and I will.”
She’s in nothing in seconds flat, lowering herself onto me. As she fucks me, I whisper in her ear, detailing all the filthy, beautiful, depraved things I intend to do with my woman.
She pants out yes after yes after yes.
Well, it is lady’s choice, after all.
31
Sage
I stretch out on the king-size bed, luxuriating in post-sex bliss.
Correction: in my second postcoital bliss of the day.
I am such a Leo. I couldn’t be anything else but a Leo, indulging in all this sex, and loving it. Loving, too, that this is more than sex. That Cole and I are on the same page. And I hope the same page includes something I want desperately right now.
I run a hand down his strong arm and make my request. “Would you stay the night?”
His dark eyes flicker with mischief. “Depends.”
“On what?” I ask, indignant.
He strokes his chin. “Does this sleepover include, say, room service?”
A laugh bursts from my chest. “Of course. After all, this hotel has the best chocolate cake on the Strip. Everyone knows when you want a decadent dessert, you come to The Extravagant. In fact, the best room service belongs to my hotel.”
His eyes widen. “Is that so? That’s not what I’ve heard. The sushi and sake at The Invitation was already written up in ‘Seven Best Room Service Indulgences.’”
“Where? Reddit?”
He rolls me to my back, pinning my arms above my head. “Travel and Leisure, O ye of little faith.”
I lift my chin, all mock-haughty. “Then why don’t you see if your people can bring some across the street? To the best hotel in the city.”
That earns me a nibble on my earlobe, and a whispered “Dream on.” A bite on my neck, followed by a husky “You wish.” And a soft, lingering kiss on the hollow of my throat, chased with a “Second best.”
I thrash. “Best. The best. This hotel is the best.”
With a laugh, he pins me tighter, and then drops his lips to mine, brushing a hot, fierce kiss there that makes me moan and arch my back.
When he pulls away, he lets go of my arms, then slides next to me. “Let’s order burgers, truffle fries, and cake at this fantastic hotel that I plan to be a guest at for many nights,” he suggests.
My stomach rumbles. “Someone knows my menu.”
He shoots me a sharp stare. “Of course I know the menu.”
“That’s one of the many things that makes you so sexy. Your eye for business.”
He eyes me up and down. “I have an eye for sin too.”
“I know, Cole. Trust me, I know.”
“I do trust you,” he says, and that makes my heart glow.
A little later, I’m