Jack revealed the butt plug. “A little of this. And she loved it. You should be thanking me for getting that ass ready for you. You are the anal man.”
It made Sawyer hard as rock just thinking about her beautiful backdoor. How it tasted. How tight and virgin it was. Virgin. He almost groaned out loud. A virgin ass was worth everything. He wanted it. He wanted her.
“It’s all or nothing, right?” Jack asked.
“Always. We’re never fighting over a woman. And we’re never leaving Kincaid-Rivers at the mercy of one either.”
“I think a week is a good offer.”
“It is.” Sawyer nodded. “But I don’t think it’s going to take that long.”
Sawyer worried it had been too much too fast. She had admitted she wasn’t very experienced. What if they had pushed her? What if licking her ass until she came was enough to scare her away? What if Jack’s trick with the butt plug scared the hell out of her? Even though she needed it. She was going to have to get used to it if this was ever going to work, but she was so innocent. Had they not prepared her enough?
He knew it was stupid, but he was nervous. He shouldn’t let a woman get under his skin like this, but she had. They had to have her. She had to say yes, or he knew he and Jack wouldn’t get over her for a long time. Women like this didn’t walk into their lives every day.
Women like this with such beauty, such brains, such innocence, such amazing tits, such a sweet pussy—they didn’t walk through the office doors every day.
“What if she says no? Are you going to change the terms with Gino?” Jack prodded. He was nervous too.
“This has nothing to do with him or that debt. This is about the three of us. What we want. What Lily wants. If she wants a baby, our baby, it changes everything.”
“Yeah, but if Gino finds out we’re fucking his niece it could change things.”
“How so?” Sawyer looked at his friend as they exited to the private end of the parking garage. They strolled to their cars.
“The guy’s a snake. How do we know for sure Lily isn’t working for him? What if she’s a mole, not his debt?”
Sawyer used his remote entry for his two-door black sports car. It had a new waxy shine. “She’s not a mole. We both know that.”
“I don’t want him to have an angle over us. I especially don’t want that angle to be Lily. She’s already a pawn in this.”
“I hear you. See you at home?”
Jack shook his head. “No, I think I’m going for a drive. I need to think.”
“That’s fair.” Sawyer slid into the leather seats. “I won’t wait up, honey.” He winked, slamming the door and peeling out of the garage.
He was confident. He knew his time with Lily in the lounge had been well-spent. He had satisfied her. He showed her there was a way to orgasm she’d never felt before. And that kind of feeling was addictive. He knew she’d want more. She’d want more from him. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t going to be a fucking long week.
Fourteen
Lily
All week she went back and forth, trying to decide what was the best approach for the launch of the new campaign. If they rolled it out over a series of weeks it had a better chance to make a lasting impact, but with the consumers’ attention spans, Lily worried there might be a smaller window of opportunity to make a splash.
She combed her hands through her hair, ruffling her bangs in the process. Either way, this was a gamble for Kincaid-Rivers. It was the most progressive ad campaign they had attempted in years. Her reputation was riding on this.
“Knock knock.”
Lily looked up and smiled at Jones, the account executive who had helped her get her footing.
“Hi. Do you have an update?” she asked as he walked in her office.
“You know, it would help if your office wasn’t all the way up on the executive level,” he teased, handing her a file of mockups.
She blushed. There was no way she was going anywhere near that comment.
“So which of these do you like better?” She revealed the two different magazine cover options. “I think they are both stunning.”