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I like Tanya. She’s an older woman in her fifties who treats all the staff and guests like her family. She reminds me of my own mother.
“Good morning, Tanya. Are there any rooms available?”
Tanya not-so-discreetly glances at Maya before returning her attention to me. “Yes, sir.” She reaches under the desk and pulls out one of the penthouse key cards.
I snatch it out of her hand and steer the two of us towards the elevators. “Thanks, Tanya!”
“She definitely thinks I’m a hooker,” Maya says as soon as the elevator doors close.
I shrug and grab her waist, pulling her to me. “Who cares what she thinks?”
Maya reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck. “I guess you’re right. So, what’s the real reason you brought me here?”
When I lean in and start nibbling on her ear, I’m rewarded with a breathy moan and a shiver. “I wanted you to see that I’m not just a murderous psycho who loves sharp things. I have other interests, other ventures, and I want you to see every part of me for who I am. My businesses are very important to me, and I want to share it all with someone one day.”
She pulls back at the implication of my words and looks at me curiously. “Even though I still belong to Ezra?”
“You don’t belong to him, Maya. You belong toallof us.”
“All of you,” she says dreamily. “I like the sound of that.”
When we finally get to the penthouse suite, I drag Maya along behind me into the bedroom. I barely give her a chance to look around before I’m throwing her on the California King bed and kicking the door closed.
“Lee, this is so sudden. Shouldn’t you take me on a date first?” she jokes, but I’m barely listening to her. All I care about is ripping her clothes off and revealing that warm, sweet pussy.
I take her shoes and socks off, toss them to the side, then yank her jeans down her legs. A growl rips from my throat when I see she’s not wearing any underwear.
“Vic still has them,” she says shyly.
Fuck.
She lifts herself to her elbows and watches me with rapt attention. Her eyes are liquid fire as they follow my every move.
“Lee,” she whispers, but doesn’t say anything else.
“If you want me to stop, darlin’, just say the word.”
When she doesn’t respond, I lift her up and lie back on the bed. “I want you to sit on my face.”
A bright blush tinges her brown skin. “Okay, but I’ve never done that before.”
I cock a brow. “Ezra never let you ride his face?”
“He never suggested it, and neither did I. I was always so self-conscious of my weight, so he probably didn’t want to make me feel uncomfortable by asking me to do something like that.”
I nod in understanding. “Do you feel comfortable doing it now?”
She bites her lip in thought; it takes everything in me not to throw her down on the bed and start eating her out, anyway.
Finally, she nods. I lie back and start to pull her up towards my face.
“Oh, okay,” she says breathlessly, trying to keep from falling as she climbs over me. “So, we’re really doing this.”
I laugh. “Yeah. And I’d really like to start licking your clit now, if that’s alright with you.”
“Okay,” she squeaks.
When she settles over my face, she sits on her knees and hovers over my mouth.
