“Were you looking for this?” He withdrew the baton from his pocket.
“How did you get it from Deacon? I was with him the entire time.”
He laughed. “I tried to tell you. All we want is to make sure you’re happy. You’re fulfilled. We’ll take care of all the details. All you have to do is enjoy the ride.”
She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe Deacon too. But it seemed too good to be true. Why were they willing to give her so much? And why was she so eager to take it?
Cole’s mouth pressed against hers. She fell into the kiss, wanting to think less than she usually did. Giving in to the impulses felt good. It felt reckless and sexy.
His hands moved through her hair, drawing her mouth deeper to his.
“Can you come for me?” he asked.
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” He hiked her dress up higher than it had been on the balcony. “Turn around and grab the bar.”
She did as he asked. Securing her hands in between dinner jackets.
She sucked in a heavy breath when she felt the baton settle against her backside. He pressed the tip to her tight rosebud. “Ohh, I want it Cole.”
“I know you do, baby.” He slid it between her folds, coating it with her juices before trailing it back up.
His lips landed on her neck, kissing her as he pushed the baton inside her. She arched her back into him.
“Oh it’s intense.”
“But it feels good?” He pumped it in and out.
She nodded. “Don’t stop.”
He kissed her feverishly while his fingers wound around her waist, making their way to her clit. He strummed over it, before pressing inside her soaking pussy.
“Oh God,” she whimpered as the orgasm hit her core like an earthquake.
Cole held her while he hammered into her from two points, drawing one explosive wave after another. She quivered and panted. She had expected him to the gentle and tender one, but he had a bad boy edge she didn’t expect. It was a turn on knowing, his polished exterior was something he showed everyone else, but here in the closet he lost himself in her. He gave her his raw passion. He touched her like she wanted to be touched.
The orgasm pooled before fading like a current. She exhaled.
“You are fucking exquisite. Do you know that?” He spun her face to him. He kissed her, lingering against her lips.
She shook her head. “No one’s ever said that.”
He rubbed his thumb against her cheek. “You should be treated like a goddess. Given everything in this world. Deacon and I will make sure you have that.”
She fell into his chest. “I don’t want your money, Cole. I’ve never wanted it.”
“Why not? It comes with the package.”
She wiggled her cocktail dress back into place. “I’ve seen people do terrible things for money. All it does is cause pain. I don’t need it. I don’t want your money.”
“Hey, we want you to have it. What’s the point of having millions if we can’t use it for something fun? Beautiful clothes? Expensive trips? Spa treatments?” He winked. She realized he and Deacon probably knew before they arrived at the
suite she had taken advantage of the spa perks.
“It ruined my family, Cole. It destroyed my father. It’s not worth it.” She felt the tears burn the back of her lids. She didn’t want to cry in front of him, especially not after the moment they had just shared. She didn’t want to ruin her sexual triumph with painful memories of the past.
“Tell me,” he pressed.