What didn’t help was that I could smell his cologne in the air.God, it was enticing. Spicy, sensual—if sex and lust had a scent, it was him.He sat on the other side of the jet. His laptop on a table in front of him, his fingers hitting the keys. The only time he ever took a break from typing was to pick up the coffee the flight attendant had delivered or to eat a piece of fruit from the plate she had given him.All I wanted was his attention on me.I shifted in my seat and reached into my purse, grabbing the box that I’d taken out of the freezer this morning. I carefully unwrapped the twine and opened the lid.“In the mood for something sweet?” I asked, holding the box toward him.He gradually looked up, his eyes holding mine for several seconds before they dipped to my hand. “Gloria’s?”I nodded. “I’ve gotten myself addicted, and fortunately, she ships.”He stayed quiet.I’d expected that.But he took the desserts from my hand and searched inside. “Coconut fudge?”“I asked her to p
His jaw flexed, like he was grinding his teeth together, his stare so intense that it was vibrating through me. “The student role …”I took a deep breath. “Yeah, you know, just because I have my degree doesn’t mean I want to stop learning.” I dragged my teeth across my lip before I smiled. “And I’m going to be your student throughout this whole build-out.”His gaze thickened, his face telling me he was making the connection I wanted him to—the little nugget I was dropping in his mind from the day I’d shown up to his hotel, wearing a naughty schoolgirl costume.Just as he opened his mouth to reply, his phone began to ring. He reached into his pocket and said, “It’s the realtor. I’m going to put her on speakerphone.” He hit the screen. “This is Jenner.”“Jenner, it’s Renee. I just spoke to the agent, and they’ve budged a little.”“What’s a little?”“A dollar a square foot.”He laughed. “That’s not a budge; that’s a slap in the face. Tell them they need to do better. Much better.” He was
Walter Spade’s daughter.Off-fucking-limits.But, goddamn it, the only thing I wanted was her.I left my suitcase and went over to the minibar, removing several bottles of whiskey, dumping them into a glass that I held to my lips.The liquor burned as it went down.I wanted it to.I wanted it to extinguish the thoughts in my head, the desire pulsing through me, the throbbing in my cock. I refilled the glass and took off my jacket, hanging it across the back of the chair and loosening my tie. As I was unbuttoning my shirt, I caught sight of the large bed behind me.The headboard. And all I could think about was tying her fucking wrists to each side, her legs spread wide over the mattress.Jesus Christ.I tried shaking her from my head, concentrating on work. The full inbox of emails that needed replies. The parcels of land I needed to study, the permits I needed to research, the numbers I needed to analyze.But I couldn’t focus on that.I could only think of her.And the raging
“Sold on what?” the bartender asked as she reappeared.Jo crossed her arms over the bar, leaning forward, her tits pressing against the edge of the wood. “I’ll take a cab and the red trout, please.”“Do you want to start a tab or—”“Put her on my bill,” I said.The moment she was gone, finding the appropriate bottle of red, Jo said, “I hope you’re billing my father for this. The incidentals for the room—because there will be some, as I had a couple drinks—and now this.”“I can afford to buy you dinner, Joanna.”Fire.That was what I was playing with.But, fuck, I couldn’t help it.“I don’t doubt that for a second,” she said. “But you don’t need to—that’s all I’m saying.”“Here you go,” the bartender said, stopping me from replying as she placed Jo’s drink in front of her. “So, have you guys been to Park City before? Need any suggestions on what to do in the area?”“This is her second time,” I replied, nodding toward Jo. “I’ve been coming here for a long time.”“And it’s one of his fav
“I know your team will be putting together a physical 3D rendering. Is it possible to do a digital one first?” Jo asked.He lowered his camera onto his chest. “I don’t see why not.”“There are so many details involved with the aesthetics and facade of this hotel. I think going from drawing to digital would give us a real taste of what we’re looking at,” Jo said. “I would hate to make changes to the physical rendering if we don’t have to.”He glanced down at his notes. “To be honest, it’s an excellent suggestion. The structure of this hotel is unlike anything I’ve ever built for your father. I don’t know if this is your influence or if he’s feeling inspired by the mountains, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been this excited to start a new project.”“This is all Joanna’s creation,” I told him.I’d had a feeling she wasn’t going to comment, so I did, making sure she received every bit of the credit.For the last two hours, I’d listened to her conduct this meeting, describing the fea
She instantly nodded. “I would love to.”I gave the driver the address, and he headed for the road that took us up the steep mountain edge. When he parked in the driveway, Jo got out of the SUV first.“The pictures didn’t do it justice,” she said, staring at the large two-story contemporary design.The house was done in shades of slate and charcoal, and stone covered different parts of the exterior, adding to the unique construction.“This house, Jenner”—she took a breath—“is so dreamy.”I walked with her to the front door, entering the code my realtor had texted me. Once I had it open, I let her go in first.“Holy fuck,” she gasped, her neck immediately tilting back as she took in the tall ceiling. “This is spectacular.”She moved through the large foyer and past the living room, stopping at the back of the house. This section was all glass, revealing a view similar to what the hotel would have, the scenery just of a different angle of the mountain range and the dips and valleys belo
My chest ached from the look on his face, the intensity in his eyes.I almost couldn’t breathe.“You know what else I’ve realized?”I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak.“How much I miss you.”Twenty-SevenJennerI couldn’t fight this for a second longer.Jo Spade needed to be mine.I didn’t know the ramifications of that decision, I didn’t know what our future would look like, I didn’t know how her father was going to react or how that would affect me—or us—but I had to be with her.Because it was agonizing to be without her.“You miss me?” she whispered.“Those words aren’t nearly strong enough.” I gripped the armrests, so I wouldn’t reach across the table and lift her from her seat. “I understand why you didn’t tell me. I wish you had, I wish that weight weren’t between us, but I get it.” I studied her gorgeous face. “If you still want to be with me, then I need to find a way to talk to your father. I don’t want to hide this from him.” I took a deep breath. “I don’t want
Fucking bare.My gaze took in her curves, the palm-sized tits that I loved to suck, her toned legs opening, fingers crawling down her body, rubbing my favorite spot.“Jesus, Jo, you’re fucking stunning.”She brushed her fingers across her clit.“Does that feel good, baby?”“Your tongue would feel better.”She wanted me to lick her cunt.A request that couldn’t be any sexier.I knelt in the tiny space in front of the bed and pulled her ass across the mattress until her pussy reached my mouth. “I promise you”—I blew air across her, giving her just the very tip of my tongue, barely adding any pressure—“you will never forget this.”“Jenner …” she moaned.I breathed across her clit, just soft, normal bursts of air, gradually increasing the pressure. With each exhale, she quivered, rocking her hips, trying to get more of my tongue.But I didn’t give in.I wanted to take my time.I wanted to savor her pussy.“You’re torturing me,” she cried, tugging my hair, trying to bring me closer.I lean