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The car slows before I can come. He pulls his fingers from me, licking them clean before leaning in to plant a soft kiss on my lips. He pulls my dress back down.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, daddy’s just getting started with you.”
Chapter 29
Cyrus
“This isn’t where I’m staying.” Presley looks up at the hotel as she exits the car.
“It is now.” I place my hand at her back and usher her toward the door, a gentleman greeting us as he holds it open.
“Mr. Gates, Miss James.” He smiles and nods.
“How does he know my name?”
“I told them you would be staying with me.”
“Presumptuous much?” She looks at me over her shoulder as we walk toward the elevator.
“Not at all.” I reach around her to scan the key card that takes us to the penthouse. “You think you have a choice? You do what I tell you.”
The second the doors close, she reaches for me, pulling me toward her as she stretches up on her tippy-toes. I wrap my hand around her throat, stilling her movements, her lips a centimeter from mine.
“Tsk, tsk, I’m in charge here, Miss James, not you.” I want her on edge, needy, practically begging for me to touch her.
The doors open into the large multiroom suite, the city surrounding us in the floor-to-ceiling windows.
“This is incredible.” She walks over to the window, looking out as I help slide her coat down her arms.
“Would you like something to drink? Perhaps champagne to celebrate your job offer?”
She spins around to look at me. She’s trying to determine if I’m joking.
“You did get an offer, didn’t you?”
“Not officially, no. Lisa called to tell me that they were going to extend an offer.”
“I see.” Folding her coat, I gently lay it over the back of the couch. “And?”
“And what?”
“Are you going to accept it when they do extend the offer?”
“Would you let me accept it?”
I smile. She’s catching on. “We both know the answer to that. The important question is, do you want to take it, Presley? Do you want to move here?”
She looks back out the window, then slowly walks over to where I’m standing. She places her hands on my chest, looking up at me with those big blue eyes.
“No.”
“What do you want?” I run my fingers through her hair.
“You.”
“How?”
Her eyes search mine. “In every way, all of you.”
