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  My tongue darts out and I lick his bottom lip. “You can have a taste. But you only have so long until the driver makes it back to my place.” I try to say the words cool and casual as if I don’t care one way or another, but I want his mouth all over me and I know our time is ticking.

  “I never said I was taking you to your place.” As soon as he says the words, his mouth meets mine and his tongue is pushing past my lips. He’s dominating the kiss as his fingers dig into my hair. “But I will take you home.”

  “What?” I ask. He’s not taking me to my house but he’s taking me home?

  My mind is in too much of a lust-filled fog to put anything together. He shifts, moving me quickly, and once again, I’m on the floor of his limo. It’s déjà vu as his hand slips up my dress and he rips my panties from my body. This time, though, he doesn't only destroy my panties, he goes for my dress too. He rips it right down the center and the silk is no match for his strength.

  “You did that so I can’t get out of the limo!” I shout, and my heart races with excitement at the sight of him so out of control. Maybe I should be scared, but I’m the opposite of scared for the first time in weeks. I feel alive.

  “That’s one perk to destroying the dress.” His eyes roam over my body. “But I’ve been dying to see what you look like naked from the moment you walked into my building. You were in that black suit that was too big for you and wearing those sexy-as-fuck heels. I was dying to know what you were hiding under there.”

  “You remember what I was wearing?” My insides melt a little as my mind flashes back to that first day. I was so nervous and I wasn't even interviewing for a job working under Kace Cox. Suddenly, I was not only hired but working for the president and owner of the company.

  “I remember everything about you.” His hands roam over my body as he leans down and kisses a freckle on my stomach. He has no idea that right below his kiss is our baby growing inside of me. “I should have known about this long ago.” He looks up at me. “There are so many things I should have known about, but I’ll get there. Soon enough I’ll know it all.”

  His mouth travels farther down my stomach and my legs spread wide for him. I’m already on edge and my body is begging for release. Begging for him. Begging he doesn't break my heart when he does find out everything.

  But when Kace wants something, he never stops until he gets it. Right now that’s me.

  Chapter 7

  Kace

  I slide my hands under her ass and lift her off the floor of the limo. Her cunt is completely bare and my mouth waters when I see how wet she is. I hum my approval as I use my tongue to part her lips and the first taste of her tangy sweetness hits me.

  “Fuck, you’ve been keeping this hidden from me for too long.” I kiss her pussy like I would her mouth, and at first I go slow. I slide my tongue gently over her clit, wanting to savor this.

  “Don’t tease me.” Her voice is a whine as she raises her hips and I can taste her need.

  “Don’t rush me.” I stare at her for a long moment before I go back to my sweet treat.

  The limo is rocking but I’m not letting go of her. I suck my way up her slit until I get to her clit and then I give it the attention it deserves. I slide my thumb inside of her while I use my fingers to part her lips so I can have full access to her. She cries out and her thighs tighten on either side of my head, but I don’t stop. She’s been hiding from me for too goddamn long and I’m not about to let her out of my sight. Ever again.

  “Kace!” Her pussy is drenched and so damn soft as I sink in and out of her.

  “Apologize to me,” I growl, slowing my fingers and my tongue.

  “W-what?” She widens her eyes as she raises her hips and I know she’s on the razor's edge of ecstasy.

  “Tell me you’re sorry for running out on me and hiding away in that castle.”

  “I wasn’t hiding.” She looks away after she says the words and we both know she’s lying.

  “Don’t.” I take the flat of my fingers and pop her pussy on her lips and she cries out. “Try again, and this time don’t lie to me.”

  She grunts as I soothe the ache with my fingers and just the hint of my tongue.

  “I’m sorry,” she says through gritted teeth.

  “I don’t think you mean it.”

  “I don’t!” She tries to wiggle out of my hold, but I won’t let her.

  I lazily lick over her clit, and she’s like a cat with the way she purrs and relaxes. “Tell me you’re never going to do that again.”

  She opens her eyes and they’re hooded with desire. “I might.”

  Without warning I pop her pussy again and she cries out, and I know she’s getting off on both the gentle and the stern.

  “Is this what you want?” I pop her two more times and she’s so wet it’s dripping down her ass.

  “Please, Kace, I’m so close.”

  “Which way do you want it, kitten?” I lick her slowly and then circle her clit.

  “I-I just want to, oh god—”

  I slide my thumb out and use it on her clit as I roughly move two fingers inside her. I lean down and let my tongue join my thumb as I work every delicious spot on her.

  “How about both?” I pinch her clit right before I rub her G-spot and send her over the edge. With one final stroke inside of her, I can feel the rush of her release.

  She falls apart in my arms as I taste her pleasure and devour it. It’s almost enough to send me into paradise with her, but I hold back. I want to save it until I can be inside her again and I don’t want the next time we make love to be in this limo. She deserves better than the first time, but I was too far gone. Now that I know she’s going home with me, I’m going to take my time.

  I savor each squeeze of her pussy and every pulse of her release as I lick her cunt clean. It’s so fucking sweet and juicy that I can’t stop even long after she’s finished. This time there’s no hurry to the finish line, only me enjoying the taste and scent of the heaven between her legs.

  “More,” she moans, tangling her fingers in my hair.

  “You won’t be able to keep me off of you.”

  Just then the limo comes to a stop and I have to leave her warmth. I take my dress shirt off and grab my jacket as I help her sit up.

  “I can’t believe you’re going to let me walk out of here like this.” She scowls as I put my shirt on her and then my jacket on top of it.

  “It covers more than you were already wearing.” I glare down at the offensive silk and she laughs. “Besides, we’re in the garage. No one is going to see shit.”

  “Then why not let me walk out naked?” She raises an eyebrow at me in challenge and I want to bend her over and spank her ass.

  “Because I don’t want to fuck you in my garage and I’m going to if I see you step out of this car naked.”

  Her mouth forms a perfect O as I get out and then hold out my hand for her to take.

  The driver already departed out of the security entrance and left us alone. The garage is attached to the house and holds some of my most-used cars. There’s another on the property that holds a few of the ones I keep for fun, but it’s not practical to have all of them here.

  I bought this house right after I met Myra. I didn’t realize it then, but when I met her I began making plans. Lots of them. I sold my bachelor pad downtown and found this place in the country. I had the house renovated the past few years all based on designs she said she liked. I also began to relinquish some of my controlling assets to my cousin and our board members. At the time it was little by little so no one seemed to notice, but I knew that one day I would make Myra mine and I couldn’t keep working at the pace I was going.

  Every time I would take her on a work trip, we would tour properties and hotels. I would make a point to ask her what she liked about it and how she would change the design if she didn’t. It took me years to get it exactly right and I'm still not completely sure, but the devil is in the details and I’m her own perso
nal Lucifer.

  I can’t wait to bring her inside and not only show her the place that I’ve created just for her, but to be able to fuck her on every surface imaginable. I’ve had fantasies about it for far too long and it’s time I fulfilled some of them.

  “You’ve got a ’68 Jaguar?” She turns around with wide eyes and I smile as I pull her against me.

  “In Sherwood Green.”

  “That’s my favorite car.” Her voice is awed as we walk past it and she trails her fingers along the hood.

  “I know.” I watch as her eyes track the curve of the car and for a second I’m jealous at the attention she’s giving it. I had every intention of throwing her the keys, but maybe I’ll wait a little longer. I’m not ready to share that look in her eyes.

  “What else have you got in here?” She cranes her neck to look around and I tug her toward the door.

  “Later.” This time when I pull her close, I slide my hand up the shirt and to her bare ass. “I’m not through with you yet.”

  Chapter 8

  Myra

  I can hear my phone ringing in the distance but my eyes are too heavy to open. I snuggle into the warm bed and let out a contented sigh. My body feels… Before I can finish that thought my eyes spring open. My body feels good but it’s pregnant; I’m pregnant. Not only that, I’m with Kace. I don’t remember much after he carried me inside.

  He’d been so starved I don’t know how many times he made me cum with his mouth between my legs, but he couldn't get enough. Over and over he’d demand one more. Then I’m pretty sure I blacked out from pleasure. Is that possible? Either way, my body was only able to take so much and I tried to get as many as I could before I passed out. He’d been right when he said I touched myself. I would try and find the same pleasure he gave me that night in the limo but it was never there no matter how many times I tried. The second Kace touched me, my body responded to what it had been craving.

  I look around the giant bedroom and it’s breathtakingly beautiful. I’m in a massive bed with white fluffy blankets and a big fur is thrown across the end of it. Off to one side is a sitting area with a beautiful purple velvet sofa and an ottoman table. There’s a vase on it that has purple roses that match the sofa and a silver-framed mirror etched with intricate vines sits behind it. I glance to the center of the room where a fire burns in the fireplace and my eyes can’t keep up as I take in the crown molding and pictures that hang on the walls. I thought this was Kace’s house.

  I knew from the garage it wasn't his penthouse, but this is not what I pictured the inside of his home to look like. His office was cold and nothing but blacks and grays. Everything in it had a purpose or it was gone. When I first started working for him I had to stop by his place in the city and it was the same as his office. It had been a long time since I was requested to go there to grab things or stop by because I needed something signed immediately. My sister thought I was a workaholic but I have nothing on Kace. He was there before I got in and still there after I left. I tried to outlast him but it was pointless. I think he made sure he was always the first in and the last out.

  This place is decorated so beautifully and somehow it feels familiar. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen most of these things before but not all together. I want to see more and go exploring. If this is only the bedroom, the rest of the place is going to be spectacular.

  I throw my legs over the side of the bed but stop when I see my wrist is tied to something. “What the hell?” I pull on the soft material and it looks like a tie.

  “You’re only making the knot worse.” I look up as Kace comes walking out of the bathroom in only a pair of loose sweatpants with my phone in his hand.

  “Give me that.” When did he get my phone?

  “Do you want your phone or your freedom?” He smirks and his eyes dance with mischief.

  I scrunch my face. This is weird. I have no idea what’s going on and he’s acting so different. I’d be a liar if I didn't admit to enjoying it. Getting to spar with him is so much better now that he isn't my boss.

  “Are you teasing me?”

  Kace doesn't tease or joke.

  “I do enjoy when your kitten claws come out. You should see my back.” My mouth falls open. Did I do something to his back or is he teasing me again?

  “You tease and dirty talk now? I think there’s something wrong with you.” I pull on my wrist. This isn't the Kace I know. “Is this your place or is it rented?” I fire off questions one after another.

  “Place is mine.” He pulls at the knot and my wrist is free. He stops and kisses it and I think about telling him it doesn't hurt, but this gentle sweet side does things to me. Would he be the kind of father who kisses our kids’ boo-boos to make them feel better? Kid, I mentally correct. There’s only the one unless it’s twins. Oh shit, I’m not ready to go there.

  “It won't stop ringing and I didn't want it to wake you up.” He hands me my phone. “I told Steve to fuck off and your sister that you’re okay.”

  “Who’s Steve?” I search my mind.

  “Doesn't matter because he’s fucking off.” He shrugs.

  I’m guessing one of the vendors from last night. “Don’t tell people who call my phone to fuck off. In fact, don’t answer my phone, that’s what voicemail is for,” I hiss at him.

  “I see a man’s name pop up on your phone, I’ll answer it.”

  I glare at him and he smiles. He freaking smiles. Kace Cox is smiling and I’m going to murder him. Later. That mouth of his is going to get him through another day if it can give me a repeat of last night.

  “Whatever,” I mumble.

  “Your sister called six times. I had to answer.”

  “Is everything okay?” I click my phone and see I have missed texts from her asking if I’m okay.

  “She’s worried.” Kace steps closer to me, brushing my hair off my shoulder, reminding me that I’m naked in his bed. “More worried than I think she should be.” His eyes search my face and I lick my suddenly dry lips.

  Kace never had marriage material written across him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him around a kid before. I have no idea how he’s going to handle the news of me being pregnant with his baby.

  “I’m fine, she just worries. It’s a sister thing.” I try to brush it off so he doesn’t push.

  “You never told me you had a sister.” He actually looks hurt as he says it.

  “Can I get dressed?” I stand up and take a sheet with me to partially cover myself.

  Kace being Kace pulls it from me and tosses it back onto the bed. I put my hands on my hip, standing there naked, and raise my chin in challenge.

  “I rather enjoy that you don’t bite your tongue anymore, that my kitten’s claws have come out.” His comment should make me mad but I’m starting to see he’s been pushing me all this time. I let out a small laugh.

  “I rather enjoy your mouth now, too.”

  He throws his head back, laughing, and I smile. Kace is handsome all on his own, but when he laughs it’s something else. Knowing I made him do it warms every part of me. His head drops and he looks down at me before his face becomes serious.

  “Everything is okay, right? There was something in your sister’s voice that made me concerned.” He reaches his hand out and cups my jaw as his thumb traces my lips. He’s always so good at reading people. Except me. “You passed out on me and then slept twelve hours.”

  “I’m fine.” I rest my hands on his chest. “I was worn out from all the wedding planning.”

  “That’s why you shouldn't do them and just elope.”

  “I see the appeal,” I laugh. This time he doesn't, and his face is still serious. He drops his head and his forehead rests on mine.

  “I want nothing more than to pull you back into bed and finish what we started last night.” My fingers dig into his bare chest. “But all you ate for dinner was cake and it’s been too long since then.”

  “Now that I’ve been granted freedom, I’ll eat.”
r />   “I couldn't risk you running off again.” He kisses the end of my nose. “I’ll start breakfast.”

  “You cook?” I call after him. “Wait, this is your home?” He said it was but I’m not sure I’m buying it.

  “Yes to all those questions, kitten,” he calls back. “Make use of my closet, or you can walk around naked.”

  “I’ll do whatever I want,” I shout.

  “Both will please me, so have at it.”

  I have no idea what is going on here. What I do know is every time I get into the limo with Kace, my life changes. Who knows how it will change again when he finds out I’m pregnant? I think for today I might just enjoy this. I’ll deal with reality later.

  Chapter 9

  Kace

  When she walks into the kitchen I nearly drop the dishes I’m holding. She’s completely naked except for a bowtie around her neck. I can see her cheeks are bright red but she’s holding her shoulders back and walking like she doesn’t have a care in the world as she goes over to the stool and sits down.

  “So what’s for breakfast?” She blinks a few times as she looks at me with a coquettish smile.

  I place the dishes on the counter and walk around the bar over to where she’s sitting. Her long legs are crossed and drape down to her perfectly painted pink toes. I’ve kissed every inch of them, but I haven’t had them wrapped around me yet. I wanted to give her time before I took what I wanted, but it seems she’s got other ideas.

  “What did you think was going to happen when you walked down here like this?” I turn her stool so she’s facing me and I lean forward, placing my hands on the counter behind her. Her legs have no choice but to uncross and spread as I bully my way between them. “Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”