Filthy Rich (Blackstone Dynasty 1)

“But you just got here,” James said. “What about your dinners?”

“It’s an emergency, so thank you for picking up the tab for this one. Next time is on me.” I really hoped he heard the silent you fucking idiot attached to the end of my explanation. I think my sister did, because she looked away with her lips pressed together like she was trying to hold back from laughing. Christ, I hoped he could get Winter home safely without any problems. What the fuck is wrong with you tonight, James? If I wasn’t so desperate to be with Brooke, I would probably be worried about him.

Nah.

As I got her the hell out of Callihan’s, I knew my desperation for Brooke far outweighed any worry I could possibly ever have for James.

THE second the elevator doors shut, I had my tongue in her mouth and my hands up her top. I found breasts, and held one in each hand, remembering the weight and shape as I tried to get in close to her. I thumbed her nipples through the material of her bra and felt them tighten as she moaned sexily in my mouth. Doors opened. I prayed there was nobody standing behind me getting one hell of a show, because only a bullet to the head would’ve probably stopped me, I was so needy to touch her.

Not true.

Brooke had the magic, calming presence capable of settling me down.

She had equal powers really, because she could make me instantly wild and raging to take her, but then switch me down to a more mellow need—just by using her voice. Both worked in tandem, but only she held that power over me. Nobody else had ever possessed such powers, and never would in the future, either—only her.

Brooke put her hands to my face and pushed me back a bit out of her personal space, her lips sensuously red and puffy already. My whole body throbbed at how sexy she looked with her swollen lips. Lips I could imagine wrapped around my hard cock in a few, short minutes.

“Let’s go.” I pulled her by the hand out of the elevator.

“Where are you taking me, Caleb?”

“My office has a suite with a bed in it.” Relevant information was all that was needed here. My Brooke was very smart, and I knew she would understand.

I think I was nearly at a run, and dragging Brooke along by the hand, when we made it inside the executive offices of Blackstone Global, and then the suite. I fumbled for lights and made sure to lock the door. The most critical tasks were behind me now.

Thank fuck.

“How has my beautiful girl been?” I asked against her neck.

“Dying to be with you again,” she said as her hands buried in my hair.

Yeah, I might come before my dick ever made it inside her.

“Get naked for me, baby.”

“Okay,” she said breathily as she bent down to unzip her boots.

I lost my suit jacket and tossed it somewhere, conscious only of her personal strip show as I tried to get out of my own clothes.

She went to work at peeling away each layer as I watched in silent appreciation.

And my dick grew painfully harder.

When her perfect tits came into view as the black lace bra went away, I knew I had to have a taste of them on my tongue, or I wouldn’t make it past five minutes. I would be dead from sexual torture.

“You are the most beautiful thing in the world, Brooke. Don’t ever doubt my feelings about that.”

As the vision of her came into view—an angel kneeling, naked on the bed with her soft womanly curves and long legs folded beneath her—I relished my lovely prize and came forward to meet her.

She reached out her hand and put it over my heart, drawing over my nipple and leaning in with her lips to kiss me there and suck it into her mouth. I hissed at the feel of her tongue abrading my sensitive flesh, knowing this would have to be a quick and dirty fuck in order to clear my head.

I pushed her backward onto the bed and spread her legs wide, admiring her feminine assets, because her pussy was just as perfect as her tits. Bare and pink with just a sculpted strip of pale hair for decoration . . . I. Fucking. Loved.

I braced myself over her, hesitating on what to do first. It was a hard decision, and the delay just made it a little sweeter. Brooke looked up at me with her amber eyes glowing like golden fire and licked her lips. I drew two fingers through her oh-so-fine pussy and separated the folds, found her clit, which was slippery and ready, and rubbed up and down. She arched and thrust against my hand, making the sexiest sounds imaginable, until I just couldn’t wait anymore.

“I need to take you now.”

“Yeees, please, I want—”