Going Down Fast (Billionaire Bad Boys 2)

“Oh, that’s perfect for you,” Lexie said, coming up beside them, her hands full.

“What do you have there?” Kendall asked.

“Spiderman and his superhero girlfriend, Black Cat, a.k.a. Felicia Hardy. I have to make my own costume, but I’ll wear a blonde wig.”

“We’ll look similar,” Maxie mused. “I haven’t gone out and had fun like this in ages. I can’t wait.”

“I could use a little fun myself,” Kendall said. “Except I’ll be the single, unattached woman, and I don’t think there’s anyone at Blink I’ll have much in common with.”

And that’s when Maxie realized Kendall’s somber mood might have more to do with Julian… or lack of being coupled up.

“Come on. You don’t know that. They’re inviting people they work with, so you never know,” Lexie said.

Kendall shrugged. “Whatever. Are we ready to head to the register?”

“I am,” Maxie said.

Lexie nodded and they headed up front to pay for their costumes.

A little while later, they walked out and stopped on the sidewalk. “So this has been fun, and we’re going to have an amazing night,” Maxie smiled. Because she was really looking forward to letting loose at a Halloween party with Lucas.

* * *

Halloween was in full force as Maxie and Lucas stepped off the elevator on the executive floor of Blink. Gothic candelabras greeted them. Black cobwebs hung in the corners and across the walls, fake spiders showed up in odd places, and portable strobe lights along with creepy music set the mood.

According to Lexie, Lucas, Kade, and Derek had been generous with the Halloween party plans, providing money and carte blanche for the arrangements. Since they agreed to invite key investors, Lexie had even hired a catering company and a professional to handle the décor.

“Money well spent,” Lucas said, nodding his head in approval.

“It does look great. Let’s check things out,” she said, grasping his hand.

“I feel like an ass,” he muttered, obviously hesitant about showing his face in front of his employees. Or his costume, as the case might’ve been. He’d been complaining while getting dressed.

“Well, you don’t look like one.” If he’d worn tights, she’d give more credence to his complaint. “You look hot,” she assured him.

In his black jeans, turtleneck top, a nice amount of facial scruff, and a mask over his eyes, he was her superhero. Even the bat ears were a fun touch. Though she couldn’t deny she’d have preferred to see him in black tights that outlined his delectably large package and spandex showcasing his impressive muscles. Still, she’d take what she could get, and the man made a sexy Batman.

“Actually you’re the one who looks hot,” he said in a gruff voice.

He turned her toward him and pulled her close. “Those skintight black leggings gave me a hard-on the second you walked out wearing them. This top?” He ran a hand around the outline of her scoop-neck sweater, his calloused touch causing goose bumps on her skin as her nipples hardened painfully. “And I want to fuck you with those thigh-high boots wrapped around my waist.”

She shivered with desire, her sex growing heavy and wet. “Lucas,” she murmured.

“Tell me you want that too.” His dark gaze, surrounded by the mask, bored into hers.

“Of course I want it.” Badly.

A grin formed at his lips. “Want what?” He stepped in closer, protecting her from prying eyes, and tweaked a nipple in one hand. “Say it, beautiful.”

She all but moaned as sensation struck, shooting from her breasts to her clit. “I want you to fuck me while I’m wearing these boots.” Her own words embarrassed her, but Lucas had her beyond reason.

“Later, I promise.”

She cleared her throat and took a step back, hoping to clear her mind. “We need to mingle.”

“Thank God it’s dark or this whole place would know how much I want you.”

She laughed but was equally aroused. Still, she pushed the feelings aside for later. “Come on, killjoy. I see Lexie and Spiderman, and if you think you have issues with your costume, go look at your friend.”