by Marni Mann
I didn’t trust him outside of Lush.
But I loved what he did to my body, the way he provided so much after-care. I loved the way he fucked me, the way that deliciously large cock could reach the end of me and find spots most men couldn’t. And I loved how I felt safe even when he was hurting me, and how when it was time to leave I didn’t want to go.
Me: I’m excited to find out what you have planned.
Hudson: Is your pussy sore today?
Me: A little.
Hudson: Can I be rougher next time?
Me: Yes.
Hudson: Then, plan on not being able to walk.
Me: Mmm. I like the sound of that.
I tucked my phone under my fingers and walked down the hall toward Brett’s office. “Hey,” I said as I got to the doorway.
He looked up from his computer and waved his hand in the air. “Come in.”
As I was moving over to the chair in front of his desk, Jack came in behind me.
He sat next to me and said, “Morning, guys.”
“Morning,” I replied.
I reached for Brett’s office phone. I turned it around to face me, and then I hit the preprogrammed button that would call Max’s cell. Now that he was based in LA, this was how we conducted most of our meetings. Once it began to ring, I hit Speaker and leaned back in my chair.
“What’s up, guys?” Max said as he answered.
“Hey, Max,” I said. I waited for the other guys to respond before I continued, “I know we only have a few minutes to chat, so I’ll be quick. I spoke to our attorney this morning, and Entertainment Management Worldwide has agreed to our terms. They’re ready to close, and they want us to fly to LA in a week to sign the paperwork.”
“Hell fucking yes,” Jack said.
I felt Brett’s eyes on me when he commented, “Fuck yeah. I was wondering if this was ever going to go through. I’m so fucking happy we got what we wanted.”
“Great news, Scarlett,” Max said. “I couldn’t be more fucking pleased.”
I was happy the guys were excited that we’d finally come to an agreement.
“I’ve checked all of your schedules,” I told them. “The three of you are supposed to be on the road that day, so it’s going to take some rearranging. You’ll need to talk to your assistants and get them to start reworking your appointments.”
“I’m all over it,” Brett answered.
“Me, too,” Max said.
“Man, once the papers are signed, there’s going to be a hell of a lot of work to do,” Jack said. “We have two LA offices we need to merge.”
I looked at Jack and said, “Plus, a location in Manhattan that now needs to be staffed with agents.”
“So, you’re saying this is a bad time to tell you that I’m going to Italy for two weeks?” Max asked.
Everyone in this room laughed.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I told him. “At least, not until we figure out the logistics of this. Then, I’m sure I can come to LA and take over while you’re gone.”
“God, she’s a hard-ass,” Max said.
This time, I grinned and said, “The hard-ass is hanging up. Talk to you later, Max.”
“Congratulations, you fuckers,” Max said before Brett ended the call.
“It’s finally happened,” Jack said, standing from his seat, his expression telling me it had all suddenly kicked in. He moved to the doorway and held on to the frame while he looked back at us. “Lunch today to celebrate?”
“I think I can swing that,” Brett said.
“Me, too,” I agreed.
Jack left and shut the office door behind him.
As I started to get up, Brett said, “Sit.”
I wasn’t surprised by his command. I just didn’t take orders well when I wasn’t inside Lush. “I’m sitting.”
“Will you tell me what you had to do to get this deal done?”
I thought about his question and considered it. And then I promptly decided against it. “One day, I’ll tell you everything but not today.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “You used to tell me everything. When did that change?”
“Definitely not everything.” My voice softened. “Like I never tell you about the men I date.”
“Why don’t you?”
I smiled and stood, this time making it all the way to my feet. “Because my stories would have to come with body armor.”
“You’re saying, I have an anger problem?”
None of the guys did.
But we were from Boston.
We had pride.
We believed in taking care of what was ours.
And, where we were from, the bond between friends was as thick as family.
“I’m saying, you’re protective; that’s all.”
As I walked to the door, he said, “Scarlett.” When I looked over my shoulder, he added, “I’m still worried about you.”
“Don’t be. I’m fine.”
“You said that last time.”
He was right.
I smiled, and it felt so good. “But, this time, I really mean it.”
Fourteen
Hudson
Me: Three days.
Scarlett: Is your hand starting to twitch for my ass?
Me: Not just my hand.
Scarlett: I think your cock misses me.
Me: I think you miss it just as much.
* * *
Me: Two.
Scarlett: You’re not counting or anything.
Me: You can tell me you don’t like it, but I know that would be a lie.
Scarlett: I don’t lie, Mr. Jones.
Me: I know what you’re implying, and I’m going to punish you for that.
Scarlett: I was hoping you’d say that.
* * *
Me: Are you on the plane?
Scarlett: We just landed.
Me: It’s going to be so fucking hard not to touch you in my office.
Scarlett: Who said you couldn’t?
Me: Dirty, dirty girl.
* * *
“Mr. Jones,” Tina said through the speaker of my office line, “the gentlemen from Entertainment Management Worldwide have just arrived, and I’ve brought them into your conference room. The Agency and their attorney are also here, but I’ve sat them in the lobby. Would you like me to bring them in as well?”
I checked the time on my computer screen and did some quick math in my head. Then, I said, “Bring them into the conference room in twelve minutes. Not a second later.”
“No problem.”
I hung up and got up from my desk, heading one floor down to where my conference room was located. We had several in our building, but I had my own—perks of being one of the founding partners.
I gave the door a quick knock before I opened it and went in. My clients—Jayson, Shane, and Blake—were sitting at the far end of the table. The room turned silent as they all looked in my direction. When they saw it was me, the three of them stood.
“Good morning, fellas,” I said as I made my way over to them.
“Morning,” they each responded separately as they shook my hand.
I took a seat at the head of the table, resting my ass on the very edge of the chair. “In a few minutes, my assistant is going to bring in the partners of The Agency and their attorney. Everything is pretty straightforward at this point. We’re going to present the contract, which all of you have already read several times, and we’re going to ask for a series of signatures. The funds are already in escrow, so we’ll discuss the logistics and the next steps, and then you’re free to go. Once those signatures are inked, you’ll be partners of The Agency and Entertainment Management Worldwide.”
I could tell this news pleased them.
They’d wanted this deal so fucking much.
I was happy I was able to make it happen for them.
“Do you have any questions?” I inquired.
“Not yet,” Shane said. “But, as things ge
t rolling, we might have a few.”
I moved my hands to the end of the table. “Not a problem. I’ll be here to answer anything that comes up.” I stood and moved away from the chair. “Unless you have any concerns, I’m going to go finish a few things. I’ll be back soon.”
“We’re good,” Jayson said.
The other two nodded, agreeing with him, so I went down the hall to the service elevator, taking it down to the main floor. That was the same level Scarlett was on.
Once the door opened, I took out my phone to find Scarlett’s last text, and then I began to type.
Me: Meet me in the ladies’ restroom off the lobby. Ask the receptionist where it is. Knock once, and I’ll let you in. Go right now.
The restroom I’d told her to go to was situated on the side of the lobby in a perfect spot. It was in a private hallway, so I could sneak in and out without my staff or Scarlett’s partners seeing me. And it was the only restroom in the building that accommodated just one person; therefore, it had a lock.
I rushed toward the front of the building, knowing I didn’t have much time, and I went inside the restroom. Once I flipped on the light, I locked the door behind me. Just as I finished washing my hands, I heard the knock.
Opening the door a crack, I saw that it was Scarlett, and I pulled her in, relocking it behind her.
“Hi—”
My lips crushed against hers before she even had a chance to get anything else out. Fuck, I’ve missed her. I cupped her face, holding her where I wanted her to be, my tongue hungrily sliding into her mouth. As her taste continued to fill me, I undid her belt buckle, and then I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, pushing them down to her ankles.
I pulled my mouth away and said, “We have six minutes.”
“Until?”
“My assistant goes into the lobby to get your group and bring you into my conference room.”
“That’s not much time.”
I laughed as I got onto my knees. “It’s plenty.” I gripped the front of her lace panties and shredded the material until it was all sitting in my hand. Then, I threw them into the trash. “Put your cunt on my face.” I bent my body, so I’d be the height she needed.
When she saw that she was able to straddle my mouth, she took a step forward and another until her pussy was hovering right over my tongue.
I didn’t tease her.
I didn’t go slow.
I didn’t savor her clit like I had the last time my lips were on it.
Instead, I ate that fucking pussy as though it were the only piece of food that would ever be fed to me.
She moaned, “Oh my God, Hudson.”
I made the same sound and growled, “Mmm.”
It had been too goddamn long since my mouth was buried in her.
I hadn’t just missed it.
I’d been craving it something fierce.
My tongue flattened, and I licked straight up the entire length, keeping my nose pressed to the top of her. Then, I switched it up and flicked horizontally and vertically. Once I established a rhythm, I plunged two fingers inside her.
“Ahhh, yes,” she breathed. “You feel so good.”
So did she.
And she tasted even better.
I mashed my tongue against her clit and finger-fucked her at the same time, picking up the speed in both, feeling her starting to tighten around my knuckles.
“Do you want to come?” I asked her.
“Yes.”
“Then, I need you to tell me you’ll have dinner with me tomorrow night.”
She looked down at me. “You’re fucking kidding me.”
I gave her a few more licks to remind her of what I could do. “Not even a little.” I twisted my fingers, driving all the way in. I bent them toward her stomach, finding her G-spot, and I circled around it.
“Ohhh,” she sighed, especially as my tongue started to massage her again.
“Tell me you’ll go to dinner with me, Scarlett.”
“Hudson—”
“Tell me, or I’m going to leave you just like this.”
“My God, you’re relentless.”
“Tell me,” I growled.
“Fine, yes, I’ll fucking go.”
That was what I wanted to hear, so I rewarded her. I went harder, deeper, and when she began to fuck my face, I knew she was close.
“Hudson…”
“Come,” I demanded. “Right now.”
I sucked her clit into my mouth and thrust my fingers with even more power, feeling her upper body shudder above me.
As she was coming, I released her clit but kept my tongue on it, brushing it back and forth. And I continued to lick until she stopped moving.
With my mouth still on her, I glanced up, our eyes connecting.
“That was dirty,” she said.
It was, but I’d gotten what I wanted.
“I’ll make it painless,” I told her. “At least until we get back to my place.”
“I want more of what you just gave me. God, you’re good at it.”
I slid my fingers out and moved my lips off her clit. I got on my feet. “You make it easy. You have a gorgeous cunt.”
She laughed as she fixed her clothes. “I’m so wet, and you’ve left me without any panties. I think that means I’m going to soak through my pants.”
“When you get up from the conference room chair, I want to be able to smell your pussy on the seat.”
I was going to check it after the meeting.
If I didn’t get what I wanted, she would be punished.
I didn’t go over to the sink to wash my hands. I wanted Scarlett’s scent all over me for the rest of the day. But I took the dry fingers and pressed them on her cheek while I kissed the top of her head. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
As I left the restroom, I wiped my mouth and headed toward the back of the building to the service elevator. I took it to the floor where the conference room was located, and I joined my clients, taking the same seat I had been in eleven minutes ago.
We didn’t have to wait long before everyone else joined us.
Once everyone shook hands and greeted each other, I waited for their attention to get started.
“Tina is going to pass out a folder to each of you.” I watched my assistant go to the small table in the back of the room where she’d stacked the folders. She took them into her arms and began to hand them out. “Open the top flap and pull out the contents. We’re going to start on page two, and I’m going to walk you through the entire packet. I’ll explain every line you’re required to sign.”
My stare had moved around the room, but now, it was settled on Scarlett. She was sitting between Brett Young and Max Graham, and her eyes were locked on mine.
I hadn’t had a chance earlier to appreciate how sexy she looked in her suit. How the shirt cut down to just the start of her cleavage and how the black jacket showed off her perfect frame.
Jesus, she’s beautiful.
I was falling for this fucking girl and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Nothing I wanted to do.
Because she was perfect.
Perfect for me, too.
I took my two fingers, the same two that had been inside her, and I grazed them across my bottom lip.
I could smell her.
I could taste her when I stuck my tongue out.
Scarlett blushed when she realized what I was doing.
She liked it.
She would like the sex swing we were going to use tonight even more.
And the breakfast I planned on cooking her in the morning since I was going to make her stay the night.
“If no one has any immediate questions,” I said, “then go ahead and flip to page two.”
Fifteen
Hudson
Now that the merger between Entertainment Management Worldwide and The Agency had gone through and Scarlett had fulfilled her work obligations, she had a free night. I knew what would happen if she
came over. The same thing had happened last night when she showed up at my house after the seven of them had finished celebrating. I’d first tied her to my massage table and used a riding crop on her body, and then we’d played with the sex swing that I’d set up just for her.
I wanted tonight to be different.
I wanted Scarlett to see how good we could be together.
So, I took her to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. The place was trendy, one of LA’s hotspots that served dishes that were old, authentic Beijing. Because I knew the owner, we had the best table in here.
Scarlett sat across from me, my wine connoisseur sipping a cabernet sauvignon from a Bordeaux glass, looking absolutely beautiful. Her long hair hid those perfect fucking tits, and her body was being hugged by the sexiest blue dress. Knowing those bare legs and spiked heels were underneath the table made me want to get on my knees and crawl beneath the tablecloth.
Even though she had initially been opposed to having a date, she’d let me pick her up from her hotel. She’d let me order several dishes for the table since the restaurant specialized in family-style dining. I had been shocked as hell when she even allowed me to choose the wine.
I hadn’t asked what kind she preferred or if there were things she didn’t eat.
I’d just ordered what I hoped she would enjoy.
And, because I assumed this was all a test anyway and that was the reason she had given in to me, I waited until after the waiter left our table to confirm, “How did I do?”
Her thumb traced the lip of the glass. “With what?”
“Tonight.”
She brought the wine up to her face, her nose dipping into the opening to take in the aroma. “The wine is excellent.” She took a sip and continued to hold it in her hand. “For dinner, I would have ordered one less appetizer and main course. We’ll never even come close to finishing it all, but I know you wanted a variety in case I didn’t like something. Fortunately, I like it all. As for the restaurant, it’s one of my favorites. I eat at their Miami location quite often.”