Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
He tapped his nose, winking at me. “See? We weren’t talking about you. For once, you’re not the woman who’s causing the most grief in my life.”
I rolled my eyes, smiling slightly. “But what does any of this have to do with Micah or Alex? Because they were grinning just as creepily and twirling their mustaches over the thought of being free of your investor.”
Rhodes frowned. “Sue, you know this.”
Oops, I do? That’s not good.
“Remember what happened to Micah’s parents?”
“I—uh—yeah,” I squeaked. “Of course, I do. Sorry, I got mixed up for a second. Don’t like to think about it.”
His frown deepened, then smoothed out. “Yeah, that’s fair. None of us like to think about a greedy piece of shit scamming a sweet, elderly couple, but since the cops were never able to recover the money, Micah sends every cent he makes to his folks. And since Alex stays home with Lily and you’re not working, we all depend on the investment firm,” he said. “Last thing we need in the new year is my severance package.”
It was my turn to frown. “I get all of that, but I still don’t understand why we’re spending sixteen million dollars for you to schmooze. Why not use that money to buy out the investor?”
“The buyout price is fifty million.”
“Flip flipping fuck!” I cried, eyes bugging. “So you have always been stupid! Why would you sign that contract?”
Rhodes busted up, his whole aura lighting up and making his eyes dance. “Ease up on me here. I’m not the only one in these woods who makes unwise business decisions.” His smile took the sting out of his words. “In my defense, I was starting a high-end investment firm in New York City. No one worth billions would’ve signed with a guy working in a one-room shitpit above a restaurant. I needed money to attract money.”
“You needed a financial literacy class,” I shot back, “which is hella ironic. I don’t even know what to do with you right now. Do you have a backup plan in case you can’t get anyone from the party to sign with you? You know, people generally don’t like being hit up for money when they’re in the middle of getting shit-faced.”
“Trust me.” A hand slinked around my waist, pulling me closer and widening my eyes for another reason. “I’ve got that part handled. But...” I blinked at his growing, wolfish grin. “If you really want to know what to do with me, I’ve got an idea.”
“Um... what’s happening right now?”
“What’s happening,” Rhodes whispered, tracing the shell of my ear with his lips, “is that we never did get to go on that date Friday night.”
My pulse picked up fast, running away as Rhodes’s hand traveled lower... and lower. “Pretty sure it wasn’t a date. It was an appointment for me to suck your dick.”
“And I’m deeply interested in rescheduling that appointment.” He kissed the sensitive spot just beneath my ear—once, then twice. My nipples sprung up like Rhodes-seeking missiles. “Now a good time for you?”
“Um, sure, I guess—”
That was all the confirmation of consent he needed.
Hands grabbed me and the world spun. I was left blinking and still trying to catch up as Rhodes pushed me up against the tree. “Our sex life has been stale for years. If you decided it’s time to spice it up, that’s a thing you’ve got to let a guy know.”
“Oh?” I hopped up, wrapping my arms and legs around him. “Consider my sudden need for spice a post-accident-related new lease on life. The last thing I’m going to do is die without ever having your cock in my mouth.”
Said cock snapped to attention, poking my middle.
“I completely agree,” he gruffed hoarsely. “That would be a terrible way to go, so we’d better not waste a second. There are bears in these woods after all.”
The man had abandoned all shame and subtlety.
Giggling, I nipped his nose. “I’d better get to it, then.”
I slid down his hard, strong, ropey body... taking his running shorts with me.
Rhodes had his shirt up and off in an instant, tossing it somewhere over his shoulder.
I ran my hands up his chest—splaying my fingers across his abs, and soaking in the rising heat burning through his body. Somehow, some way, this man was all mine, and I wasn’t going to waste a minute of this miracle. “Any preference, or does it not matter what I do because you’re so wound up, you’re going to burst from the first lick?”
“I’ll let the answer to that be the jack you spring from the box.”
Matching wolfish grins connected across his tall and sexy landscape.
Flicking down, I bit my lip—trying not to do something embarrassing like purr. Rhodes’s cock stood erect and proud between his legs, demanding that I take it on. How could a cock be demanding? You’d only have to switch places with me to discover the answer to that question.