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“Think about my offer, Wren Montana.” He stepped away from me and left the shop. I stared at the door, unable to catch my breath.
Holy shit.
Holyshit.
Diving into my bag, I called Darcy.
She picked up on the second ring. “Babe?”
“Hey. Ah… you’re never going to believe what just happened.”
There was a thump like Darcy had put something down—probably her coffee cup. “Spill it.”
“I just got offered a job.”
“A job? Why would you need a job? You have a job. A job where?” Her questions came out rapid-fire, just like they always did when she was multitasking.
“What else are you doing?”
“Huh? Oh, trying to type out this report for my boss.”
I picked up the card and looked at it again. “I’ll call you back then.”
“Pfft… no, babe. We’re talking now. I got this.”
I smiled. Darcy always knew when I needed her the most, and right now I needed her. And not because of Bane coming in here and offering me a way out of Hawk’s mess, but for everything life had ever thrown at me. “It’s a long story.”
“Stop stalling and tell me already.”
I inhaled deeply, then let the breath out slowly. I had about twenty minutes before my first appointment would arrive. “All right, here’s the long and the short of it, Hawk was an asshole and did something stupid. Now, that something stupid has come back to bite him in the ass.”
“Ooo, I love it when you’re all cryptic, but knowing your brother as I do, he probably pissed off the wrong person. And now you feel obligated to help him because he’s your baby brother, and that’s what you do. Am I right?”
Fuck, she was so right about that. “Pretty much.”
“Also knowing you, you also know how to fix it.”
My heart lurched in my chest because I hadn’t known how to fix it, but as I looked down at the black card on my counter, maybe I did. The question was, what else was it going to cost me?
5
Bane
Wrappingmy hand around Syn’s long hair, I forced her down farther onto my dick bobbing in and out of her mouth. Seeing Wren and not being able to touch her like I wanted to had left my dick hard—too fucking hard to think about anything else. I had to have an outlet for that frustration. Otherwise, nothing would get done for the rest of the day.
She gripped my thighs, digging her false nails into the muscle. I sucked in a hiss and pumped harder, hitting the back of her throat over and over again. She groaned her appreciation of the rough treatment, so I upped the tempo. Slamming into her, I tilted my head and let my gaze drift to her breasts bouncing from inside the cup of her bra. She was in red today, the color clashing with her bottle-colored hair.
As soon as she tugged on my balls, they tightened with a release. With a roar, I slammed into her once more, spilling down her throat. She swallowed me down, sucking and licking and looking for more. She let go of my cock with an audible pop, and it came to settle against my lower belly, glistening with her saliva.
Running my thumb over her bottom lip, I murmured, “You love cock, don’t you?”
She nodded. “More than anything.” She stood smoothly, her spike heels evenly distributing her weight. “Need anything else from me?” she asked, running her hands suggestively over her breasts and down into her panties. “You got me all wet.”
“Go find someone to fuck, then,” I told her dismissively, tucking myself back into my pants. “I’m busy.”
I didn’t bother to watch Syn leave. Instead, I returned my attention to the screen of my computer monitor and tried to ignore all thoughts of Wren Montana. It was completely useless. Wren was so firmly stuck in my frontal lobe that I’d thought about nothing else since last night.
That was the reason for the visit this morning.
