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Not another word until…
My brain goes cloudy when he licks and kisses the small of my back. His hands are everywhere, tracing the soft contours of my ass and skimming between my cheeks in a cruel tease.
I want more. I need more.
Like he senses I’m on the verge of pleading in desperation, Gus pulls my cheeks apart. I gasp when something touches my asshole. He fucking spit on it.
I groan from the filth of the act, trying to keep it together while his fingertip pushes into my ass, his spit acting as lubrication.
Yes yes yes—
“Damn it,” Gus grits when the phone on the nightstand suddenly rings.
Alarmed, I push myself onto my hands to stare at it. Who’s calling my hotel room right now?
He pulls away from me and rises to his feet. “Are you too young to know what that thing is?” he deadpans, pacing in place like he’s trying to shake off pent-up frustration. “It’s a phone, beautiful girl. When it rings, you answer it.”
“Bite me,” I reply. Reluctantly, I climb off the bed and I saunter—still stark naked—over to the phone. “Hello?”
“Can you come down now?” Jay asks without greeting me, his voice thick with impatience. “The hotel bar is dead. We need to get out of here.”
Shit. I hadn’t thought this far ahead. I was so single-mindedly focused on seeing Gus after two months, I completely forgot Jay was waiting for me.
“I need a few minutes.” I eye Gus, who is glaring at me with his thick arms folded across his chest. He knows. He knows I’m speaking to Jay, and judging by his posture, he isn’t thrilled. “Why did you call the suite?”
“You didn’t pick up when I called your cell, like, three times.”
He called me three times. Only fifteen minutes have passed since he left…Has Jay always been this demanding?
“Fine. I’ll be there soon,” I relent before I hang up, reluctant to broach this conversation with Gus. I take a deep breath. “Do you want to have a drink with Jay and me?” I ask, knowing the mere question is going to piss Gus off beyond recognition.
Naturally, his face tightens. Eyes narrowed, jaw clenched—he’s gone from lusty and insatiable to dark and dangerous in a matter of seconds. “You really did it. You really summoned me out here while you’re traveling with a man who kissed you right in front of me.”
The thing is…I do like it when he gets like this.
“Yes.” I’m shameless. I smile sweetly, like an angel.
“You really are a psychopath,” he mutters, saying the words like they amuse him.
I nod, not denying it. “Are you in or not?”
“I’m all in,” he replies, his jaw still tight. “I’ll sit with Jay. My girl wants me to play nice with her friend, so I’ll do it. I’ll always give you whatever you want, Julia. Remember that.”
I hold his gaze for too long, assessing the depth of his words. In bed? In life?
“Anything,” he goes on. “I mean it. I’ll give you everything you could possibly want. Can he?”
Oh, those words shouldn’t make me inhale with desire, but they do—they really do.
“Don’t be jealous,” I say, not breaking the intense eye contact. “It’s just a drink.”
“Jealous?” Gus questions with a hint of a snicker lingering on his lips. “Why the hell would I be jealous? My spit is on your asshole, Julia.”
My jaw lowers at the crudeness and confidence in his words, even though I should be accustomed to them by now. London, Milan, Montana, Cartagena, and now Vienna—this man’s filthy comments have heated my blood and body all around the world.
Smirking, he brushes past me to exit the bedroom. “Put your clothes on,” he calls over his shoulder. “I can’t take you anywhere like that.”
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