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  The pleading in her voice got to me. Without a second thought, I told her I would be there as fast as I could and to detain any from the band if they should wake up before I got there. Grabbing my purse, I walked toward the door.

  “Deal with this Tasha. Cut them off now. We have to make a statement to all of our employees. If we let this slide, we’ll get back to square one.”

  “I’m aware Thomas. Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. You of all people should know better.”

  With that I left the office and stepped into the elevator.

  This was going to be a long day. And I hadn’t even had a cup of coffee yet.

  ***

  The day had been long. At least the club was clean and ready to open again. The band had been cut off. They didn’t even last one night. I felt like crying. I hated this part of my job. Walking into the office, everything was dark. Flicking on the lights as I entered my part of the office, sighing. Kicking off the heels felt good. My feet were aching, slowly killing me. My phone rang as I booted up my laptop.

  “Tasha here.”

  “Is the club ready to open?”

  “Well, hello to you too, Sunshine. I’m fine by the way, thank you for asking.” Some bitterness slunk into my voice. Sometimes Thomas could be quite the asshole. I could hear him sigh on the other end of the phone.

  “Is it?”

  “Yeah. The band is out as well. You need to find a different one to fill your clubs, but that’s your problem, not mine.”

  “I’m already working on it. Got auditions for three bands later tonight. Five tomorrow. I’ve got it covered.”

  “Good. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to email our lawyer with the details. Don’t want a possible lawsuit coming up.”

  “Sounds good, I’ll text you later if any of the groups are worth anything.”

  “As long as you don’t expect me to answer. I’m beat, I got next to no sleep last night and I’ve had no coffee today.”

  “Well that would explain your mood then. I’ll talk to you tomorrow then.”

  With that he hung up leaving me staring at an empty office and a laptop booting up, still without a coffee.

  ***

  I had been staring into the computer screen for hours my mind couldn’t comprehend what it saw. Rubbing my hands over my face, I tried keeping awake. I could hear the quiet woosh from the elevator doors and steady footsteps coming closer. Looking at the clock, I frowned. It was too early to be Thomas. Unless all three groups had been utter shit.

  My attention turned back toward my laptop when I heard the sound of an arriving email. Reading it, I sighed in relief. It was from the lawyer and we were safe. They couldn’t sue us the evidence was too solid against them. We could terminate the contract without a hitch.

  The heavenly scent of coffee spread through the office. A coffee mug with Luisa’s logo came into my view.

  “Thought you could use some nectar by now.”

  The coffee was sat down next to me with a soft thud. I couldn’t stop staring. Coffee. Why? Confused, I looked up at Sammy as he stood on the other side of my desk. Leaning back, I allowed myself to enjoy the view of him in a gray suit. Damn, he looked fine. Edible.

  Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I cocked my head.

  “You were in a rush this morning.” There. I put it out. Not really a question, but it was still there hanging in the air. I shouldn’t care, it would be dangerous to let my heart out of the steel walls I had put it behind all those years ago.

  “Sorry about that. My boss called me asking me to come ASAP. They had a mainframe that was cracking.”

  Walking around the table, Sammy kneeled next to my chair. His ice-blue eyes scanned mine, looking for something. Once again, I felt myself being pulled in by them. My hands began to shake a little and I fisted them. I wanted to touch him so badly, but I was also very afraid. I was threading on unknown water, and it felt so, so deep.

  “What are you afraid of? Hmm? Tasha?”

  I was afraid of nothing and everything. Of falling too fast and hard, of letting my guard down. I was afraid to find out what I truly felt deep down, to jump into the water and hope that I could swim.

  His hand reached out toward me, caressing my cheek. Closing my eyes, I savored the feeling of his hands on me. I don’t really want to admit it, but my day had been hell on wheels and I missed him. That was the thing that scared me most of all. The need I felt when he was around. It clawed at me, consumed me. Even though a part of me were petrified, a different part thrilled in it.

  I could feel his breath roll over my lips before he claimed them. Melting, I accepted his touch, his kiss. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as his kiss deepened. Taking me with him, he lay down on the carpet, me on top of him.

  His stubble scratched me deliciously on my cheek and neck as Sammy kissed me everywhere. Gripping my hips, he rolled us over. My hands were on his biceps, and I felt them contract underneath my fingertips, showing me his subtle strength. My fingers wandered up to his shoulders, running over his back. For a second I cursed at the jacket he was wearing. I wanted to feel all of him. When I pushed at the offending item, Sammy chuckled.

  “Impatient, are we?”

  I could feel his fingers run through my hair, snatching on a few strands as he leaned down and nipped at my bottom lip. Wrapping my legs around him I arched toward him, showing him without words what I wanted. Stretching out his arms and putting his full weight on them, he moved with me. His shaft was straining through the fabric in his pants, begging for release. The climax came rolling toward me like a freight train, and I reached toward it.

  A whimper left me when Sammy stopped thrusting. So close. I was so close to orgasm I could taste it. As I lay on the floor in my office I watched as he removed his jacket and tossed it over my chair. My mouth turned dry as he unbuttoned his shirt. Each button revealed more skin, a tantalizing glimpse of his bare and chiseled chest. Reaching out, I stroked the sight in front of me.

  Grabbing my wrists, Sammy put my hands over my head, effectively stopping me and shackling me at the same time. Leaning down he gently bit my neck only to give it a lick afterwards. I could feel his tongue dance over my skin and once again I arched toward him.

  “No.”

  I shivered at the command. With my wrist still trapped by one of his hands, he dipped his head and bit down on my nipple causing me to moan out loud. Sucking it into his mouth, I threw my head back, panting hard.

  Bliss. Pure, unadultered bliss and he wasn’t nearly done with me.

  “Please. Sammy, I need you.”

  “Not yet baby. Soon.”

  His promise was whispered into my ear, his breath a delicious torment.

  “Keep your hands over your head.”

  With that, he let go. My wrists were free, but my attention was solid on Sammy as he started sucking my other nipple, still toying with the first one as his fingers were plucking at the sensitized bud, sending small jolts through my body. My fingers curled into the carpet as I tried to stop myself from reaching for him.

  I heard my zipper go down and a cool breeze as he blew at my exposed core. I hadn’t taken the time to put on panties this morning.

  “Now this was a lovely surprise.”

  His consent was murmured against my clit and I jumped a little in anticipation. A long slow lick made me moan his name out loud. His hands gripped my hips harder, his fingers digging into my skin, each digit a pleasure point tinted with pain.

  Another lick made me arch my hips. A kiss on my inner thigh made me tremble.

  He was stoking my fire and loving it.

  Without warning he bit down on my clitoris and my moan turned to a gasp as the beginning of an orgasm tore through me. Panting, I forgot his command and my hands tunneled into his silken hair. Murmuring his own pleasure, Sammy started licking me harder, focusing on my little bundle of nerves.

  A few seconds later the orgasm came crashing over me like a wave on the shore. Yet he kept
going. Licking, biting and kissing me through my first orgasm, Sammy brought me straight into my second, making me cry out. I was trembling hard as he kissed his way up my body, ending with a kiss that not only claimed my lips, but my soul as well.

  As I came down to earth again, my heartbeat slowed down and I shivered at the sudden cold.

  “I think someone is coming up the elevator. I can hear it move.”

  His words were a calm whisper against my lips, but it sent a jolt of shock through me. Neither of us were dressed. Okay, I was in a more undressed situation than Sammy, but still. The only one it could be at this hour was Thomas, and I didn’t want to explain to him that I just had amazing sex on the floor in my office.

  Grabbing my pants from the floor, I rushed toward the toilet, hoping to get there in time before he saw my bare ass. I heard the elevator doors open just as I closed the door to the toilet behind me.

  Sighing I started to get dressed so I could get out of here and home. Stepping out of the toilet, I heard Thomas shout my name from his office.

  “Be right there!” Looking around, I was surprised that Sammy wasn’t there. Had he left while I was getting dressed? I could feel disappointment settle into my stomach, but shoved it away.

  “Were the bands no good?” Leaning against the doorframe, I looked over at Thomas sitting behind his desk sorting papers. Glancing up, he smiled at me.

  “There were two promising ones, I’ve booked them for a single night each next week when we come back from Canali. I want you there as well. I need your opinion on them. You have a good eye for spotting troublemakers.”

  I snorted, I couldn’t help it. “Yeah right. Do you have any idea how many stupid dates and hopeless cases I could’ve saved myself from if I had that super power? I wish.” I sat down in a chair in front of Thomas, rubbing my face with my hands. I was tired.

  “Like your new friend Sammy?”

  Glancing over at Thomas, I frowned. “What about him?”

  Leaning over his desk, he looked directly at me. Worry filled his eyes.

  “I know his kind.”

  Holding up his hand, he stopped me from speaking when I opened my mouth.

  “I know you’re a big girl and that you can handle yourself, but I hate to see you hurt. I’m sure Sammy is a great guy, I’m just asking you to be careful.”

  My mouth was still open when Thomas stood up and walked around the desk, kneeling next to me. He started stroking my hand with his thumb, drawing lazy circles on my skin, giving me goose bumps. We’d always had a connection, but neither of us had ever reacted on it. Him being my boss and me loving my job – it was a risk we didn’t want to take.

  “I know we don’t speak about this, but—”

  I didn’t give him the chance to continue. “Don’t. Thomas, we both know how bad this could end.” Pulling my hand away from him, I stood up to walk away. I made it to the door, before he caught up with me. Grabbing my arm, he turned me around and backed me the two steps toward the wall next to the door. Without giving me warning, he kissed me. Hard. The feeling of his lips against mine was heaven. Just as good as with Sammy and I didn’t stop the moan that escaped me. I wanted this for so long but had denied myself because I was afraid of what could go wrong.

  Releasing my lips, he kissed a path on my cheek to my ear. His breath whispered over the shell and I shivered.

  “Imagine how good it could be.”

  His words were a mere whisper against my skin, a promise.

  “Don’t reject it, Tasha. Think about it if you need to. We work well together and we could be good for each other.”

  Leaning in, Thomas kissed me again, a slow sensuous dance this time. Taking his time, he explored my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine. Once he let me go we were both panting hard. His forehead touched mine.

  “Promise me to consider it.”

  I couldn’t do anything else but agree. Because deep down, I knew he was right. We could be amazing together.

  Six

  Throwing the keys on the table in the hall made a resonating sound all through my apartment. Sighing, I slipped off my heels and let my purse slide from my fingers and onto the floor.

  It had been a long night filled as usual with drunk people and the crowd had been especially rowdy with one of our best house bands playing. I tugged at my braid, releasing it from the hold and finger brushed my hair a few times.

  That felt good.

  Sighing again, I rubbed my neck. Slipping off my shirt, I made my way to the bathroom. I needed a bath. Badly. Tension had been building all night and I needed the soak to straighten myself out.

  Milly, the bartender, had called in sick, some lame ass excuse again. I had to talk to Thomas about removing her. Too unstable. I hadn’t been able to find a replacement, so the only option had been to jump behind the bar myself. It’d been a while since I’d waited, but after a few stumbles, I got back into the game. It had been fun, to a certain point. After the tenth guy who tried getting my number and wanted to have a one-night stand, the joy had faded quite a bit. But I got through it. I wasn’t interested in other guys right now. My mind kept wandering from Thomas and Sammy all the time.

  Leaning over the tub, I added some bubbles to the hot water. For a few seconds I watched the soap blending with the water. When foam began to appear, I stripped off the rest of my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

  A groan escaped me as I climbed into the tub. The water felt good. Hot, bordering on scalding. Sinking down into the foamy heaven I had created, my mind started to drift back to them both. Tomorrow morning Thomas and I were leaving for the Canali Club to sort everything out. Rubbing my head, I tried relieving the beginning of a headache when I heard a knock on the door. Frowning, I contemplated just ignoring it, but a second knock made me get up from the tub. Wrapping a towel around me, I walked to the door when a third knock eccoed through my apartment.

  “Hold your horses, I’m coming!”

  Almost growling under my breath, I made it to the door. It was around three in the morning, who the hell would be knocking at my door that early? A quick look through the spyhole in the door left my heart racing. Thomas and Sammy were standing outside my door. Both of them. And there I was standing in a tiny towel, soaking wet. Seeing both standing outside of my door sure woke me up in the best way possible. With my heart beating so hard that I was sure it could be heard through the door, I opened it, crossing my arms over my chest making sure the towel didn’t slip.

  Thomas and Sammy both looked me up and down, a smile spreading on each of their faces.

  “Well, I suddenly feel much better about ambushing you like this.”

  Sammy grinned at me before walking past me and giving me a lingering kiss on the cheek.

  “It was a great idea, and mine of course,” Thomas chuckled as he passed me, smacking me on the ass, Glaring at them both, I shut the door behind them. Turning around, I could see both of them had made themselves comfortable in my couch.

  “What are you doing here? You know what? Forget it, I’m going back to my bath. You know the way out.”

  With that I left them. A part of me was curious to see if they would follow me or leave. Climbing back into the tub, I let the hot water sooth my muscles again. I wasn’t getting up any time soon. I could feel the cool draft coming from the doorway when it opened. Not even bothering to opening my eyes, I sank a little deeper into the water, letting the bubbles cover me.

  “Want some company?”

  So Sammy had been the bravest of them. Would Thomas come too, or had he left? I couldn’t help but wonder.

  “You two seemed awfully cozy out there. Do you know each other?”

  Crouching next to me, Sammy leaned his elbows on the side of my tub, his fingers touching the edge of the water.

  “We go way back. Since kids. We’ve always been competitive.”

  A small smile touched his lips.

  “So that’s what this is? A game?” If that was the case, then I wouldn�
��t be a part of it. No way. Did I want some fun? Sure. But I wasn’t a bone to be fought over.

  “No. You’re different,” I heard Thomas say.

  Looking past Sammy, Thomas was standing in the doorway, his jacket had come off and he was in his shirtsleeves. Seeing him without a tie and jacket always gave me tingles. I loved it when he dropped his professional façade. “You’ve been hiding this beauty for too long, my friend.”

  Sammy smiled and turned back to me. “Did you know that he never once mentioned how stunning you are? He talked a lot about you, but not once did it come up.”

  “Uhmm, so? You lost me.”

  Chuckling, Sammy leaned closer and kissed me. Opening my mouth, his tongue slipped in and he pulled me closer. His shirt was getting soaked, but he didn’t care. My fingers tunneled into his hair, trying to get even closer. With a swift movement, Sammy lifted me out of the tub, the water cascading down around me, getting him wetter. I kept kissing him as he made his way to my bedroom.

  Laying me down on my bed, Sammy backed away and started undressing. Thomas was already there, all his clothes donned onto my chair in the corner. A small giggle left me and he raised an eyebrow.

  “It wasn’t exactly the reaction I was looking for. You wound me.”

  Still giggling, I shook my head and pointed toward his clothes. “It’s just… you’re such a neat freak. Despite of everything, you’re still folding your clothes and put them on a chair.”

  Grinning, Thomas climbed onto the bed and lay next to me. His hand moved to my stomach where his fingers tickled my skin. Closing my eyes, I reveled in the sensation, allowed it to take over my world. When his lips sought out mine, I willingly opened them, arching toward him. I wanted it, needed it. Murmuring his pleasure, he kissed his way down my breasts, my stomach and to my pussy. When he blew across it, I jerked. My fingers twisted into my sheets as he began to lick me slowly. When the bed dipped, I opened my eyes. Sammy had decided to join in and he was now on my side, stroking his dick. Licking my lips, I released my grip on the sheets with one hand and reached for him to get closer.