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"He's sorta NYC famous. My vice president, Blake Morgan, and Thor are best friends. We all went to Avon Porter Academy together. Thor's an eccentric gay, and a riot." Taddy returned her view to the screen and kept typing. "I must secure this project."

"Why?"

"I want to publicize his new house after he guts it for gilded renovation. Architectural Digest would love having Thor for a cover story." She offered him a head-spinning stare.

"How many clients does your firm manage?"

"About a hundred or so campaigns run monthly, why?" Eyes fixed on the screen, Taddy didn't look at him when she replied. He hated that.



"Isn't that enough?" Warner wanted her to take some time off in the near future, not induce more work.

"Look who's talking?"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't cha think you have enough hotels-enough spas? Jesus. What's with your comment?"

"I wasn't implying-" He knew better than to have asked. Warner hadn't known her long, but the guarded game she was playing with him in the limo ride wasn't hard to figure out. Taddy was going to go back to New York, burying herself in her career, and forget all about him. That much he a.s.sumed.

"What?"

"Never mind." Warner couldn't care less what she did with her clients. Her shtick wasn't to make more money. Riches didn't motivate Taddy. He hadn't pinpointed yet what did. Her work ethic was impeccable and respected. When she stepped out to greet the journalists, they had pounced on her for attention. Taddy Brill was famous and could've run the press conference without him.

"Why are you sitting so far away? Come here, Red." He tapped his palm over the bucket seat next to him. For just a second, his thoughts were on last night. G.o.d, her hungry body hugging his and then her tight a.s.s being broken in had felt heavenly.

"In a second, darling." She blinked up at him, gracing him with an intense green flash of her eyes. "Let me finish this email to Neve before we get to the airport. Blake managed her account over the weekend, but she needs a little bit of Taddy-time."

Why is she going cold? "Have your a.s.sistant take care of it."

"Kiki is in Utah this week, remember?"

"Right." d.a.m.n.

"Without Kiki there to be my filter, the office keeps forwarding me all the communication."

"That's your last email. Then I have you all to myself until we get to the airport." He understood her desire was to be in demand, to feel important, to get the job done. He got that much from her. However, did she know he needed her too? Right this very second!

"Yes, darling, you'll have me." She tapped her gemstone-incrusted timepiece for amus.e.m.e.nt and added, "For one hour."

They were nowhere close to the airport. Taddy's flight departed from Nice. With enough time, he'd listen and she'd talk. But how? She avoided talking to him. Really talking. He figured Taddy was similar to a man in the way that to get her attention he'd have to use s.e.x. If he was going to get her to open up, he'd need to turn her on, wind her up and let her unravel, telling him what it was like to be in that head of hers and how she felt. He must know before she got out of the car.

He pushed the privacy b.u.t.ton. The see-through part.i.tion gla.s.s separating them from the driver suddenly frosted opaque. The rear windows soon followed, giving them complete privacy. We're close, Taddy, to your feelings. Let me touch you again. We'll make love...

"You fogged the screen?"

"Ahuh."

"Why?"

He grinned. She knew better than to even ask.

"Not here, not now. Warner." Taddy typed faster. Her PR firm's time was up.

"Right here, and yes, right now." He slid off the leather seat onto his knees. It was finally the moment alone he'd imagined since this morning when they were last together. He figured approximately one hundred and eighty minutes had pa.s.sed since he'd caressed her last.

"I told you, Neve's up for a huge licensing handbag deal. I promised to counsel her today and I have so much to do for my Candy Land Ball. I should've worked this weekend."

"Stop."

"I'm kicking myself." Taddy crossed her legs. He crawled closer to her. She pointed a long finger in a no-no motion about two centimeters from his nose with her left hand.

"No more work chatter, young lady."

"Is the no shop talk agreement starting right now? Shall I set my watch?" Taddy kept typing with her right hand, trying to buy more time.

"Take off your Rolex." He kissed her left hand that beckoned him to depart. He wanted her to forget about the time. It should stand still for a while. "Turn off the cell and mobile tablet too." Licking her fingers in a playful way, he bit her gently with his teeth. I could eat you. I will have you. Forever my Red. He sucked on her pointer finger. She tasted as she always did-uberfeminine and mischievous. Warner pulled her closer into him and farther away from her work. "You're not flying to New York."

"I'm not?" Her copper eyebrows arched in surprise.

"Nope," he confirmed, nesting into his favorite spot-between her legs. "My intention is to keep you to myself for as long as possible." Warner knew he was selfish.

"Why would you want to do such a thing like that?" Her lips curled, perhaps with an unexpected revelation.

"Greedy perhaps. I'm in no frame of mind to share you with anyone."

"Don't you want to hear what I'm in the mood for?"

"I have my a.s.sumptions," he hinted, rubbing her inner thighs. "You have no desire to have fun with your Big Daddy this afternoon."

"Don't put words in my mouth." Taddy was turned on. He could tell by her neck. It blushed for him.

"Wanna know what I want to put in my mouth?" Rolling his sleeves up, he didn't wait for her to respond. He spread her legs with an authoritative force. I want inside Red. He hooked his middle and ring finger around the silk panties covering her l.a.b.i.a. Warner stared, waiting to continue.

His Red nodded with enthusiasm.

Bit by bit, as if releasing white doves to the heavens, he pulled her undies down. Balling the lusciousness in his right hand, he decided he must. I can't help myself. It's my drug, my crack...you. Eyes closed, he buried his nose against the soft material as it tickled his nostrils. He inhaled one shallow take. Aaah.

Her tuberose scent lingered on her lingerie.

"Warner, I've never seen a guy sniff a woman's-"

"I love your smell. Pure heaven." With each whiff, his d.i.c.k grew and ached for an escape from his pants. I'm high on your perfume, on you.

"Let me." She leaned forward and unzipped his linen slacks to half-mast. It gave him some breathing room.

Red spread her legs wide. Blush-to-roseate wonder met his gaze as he stared. f.u.c.king yes. Her flesh felt smooth to his touch. Taddy's swollen c.u.n.t had subsided from last night's love fest. "Red, look at you."

Debauchery magazine, along with her folder marked "Baden Cosmetics", fell to the floor. She'd pushed her work to the side.

Was she giving in?

Unb.u.t.toning her jacket, he held her luscious b.r.e.a.s.t.s hostage. She licked her fingers a.s.suredly and then played with her nipples.

Now we're talking, Red.

Arching her back off the car seat, she removed her top and dropped it on the floor behind him. Then she unhooked her mink with fuchsia floral lace bra.

"No," he commanded. "Those are mine." Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were semi-exposed and perfect. He wanted to suck on them-later. Patience. One Taddy dessert at a time.

"Will you be unwrapping my tah-tahs?" Through her bra, she ma.s.saged her left areola. Goading him, Taddy repeated those actions on her right. Her dark pinkish nipples hardened through the peek-a-boo scalloped trim.

"Yes, Red, I have unfinished business to attend to down here. Then I'll get to your tah-tahs up there." He leaned in closer, lifting her exquisite, long legs over his shoulders.

She hunkered her tiny a.s.s farther into the limo seat, no doubt ready for him to eat her out. Once he started, he couldn't stop until he had tongue-f.u.c.ked each and every opening of her able-bodied self.

In all-inclusive Warner Truman style, this included but wasn't limited to French kissing her razor-sharp mouth, las.h.i.+ng his tongue over her quick-to-wet cranny, and deep diving his tongue down her very disobedient a.s.s, all with the hope she'd be a little more communicative with him.

Warner rubbed his wet tongue over her c.l.i.toris, humming to vibrate her flesh.

"My G.o.d, Warner." She tightened her body around him as if she were a starfish anchoring itself to a rock after being lost at sea.

He'd be her rock if she'd let him. Please let me.

She tugged at his hair. Her nails raked his scalp, pus.h.i.+ng his face in farther, deeper. "Keep going. Go. Go. Go. That's it. Yes. Spoil me."

Pulling back, he affirmed, "I want to spoil you."

"You do?" she panted, pressing her calf muscles into his shoulders and urging his tongue to go in farther.

He replaced his mouth with his middle and ring finger so he could talk to her. "Will you let me spoil you, Red?" Driving his digits deep inside her, he hoped to make her his one way or another. Before they arrived at the airport, he hoped to have her where he wanted her, relaxed and talking. Really talking.

"I'll try." Unclipping the hair tie from her naysayer bun, she released her ginger waves.

With her c.u.n.t swelling, he zigzagged his fingers up and down, enjoying her body's quiver. Body heat building, her face trembled. "Don't stop." Her almond-shaped eyes closed, savoring his efforts.

He laughed. One thing was certain. Taddy possessed a sense of humor about s.e.x. It was her intimacy that he'd work on with her. If she'd let him.

You ready to talk to me, Taddy?

After sliding his fingers from her wetness, Warner lapped up her moistness. He slid his tongue along her folds. f.u.c.king beautiful. With each lick, he gave her hot skin a little blow to cool her down. "I want inside."

"f.u.c.k. Shove your c.o.c.k in me. Give me."

He laced his d.i.c.k with her essence. The wetness created friction in his hand. His erection thickened. "I can't wait to make love to you again."

Although she was seated and composed, he could tell she was about to break loose. Her ceramic brick walls were beginning to break down.

Come on, Red, let me see you. The real you.

As Warner knelt over her, his reflection stared back at him from the opaque window. He didn't care if people found him handsome or not. He wasn't conceited and he usually didn't study himself in a mirror-ever.

His muscular build reminded him that while Taddy stood tall and fit, she was slender by comparison. He didn't want to ever hurt her by becoming too aggressive in bed. She could ride him cowgirl style anytime she desired. Taddy had tensed up each time he'd placed her on her back and stared deep into her eyes.

Had he crushed her? He made a mental note to treat her with care. Especially right this minute, she seemed extra sensitive. Maybe she was torn over her work responsibilities and her desire to stay and play longer.

Red's warm hands pulled his slacks to the floor. "I love your d.i.c.k." His c.o.c.k slid into her two-handed grip.

Yes! I want your s.e.x, but we must talk.

"I want you so bad, Warner." She was being bossy but in a cute way.

"Music to my ears." His c.o.c.k came down over her Vogue-editorial-worthy face. "Tell me again. Tell me you want this, Red. Tell me you want me."

"I want you, now." She cupped his b.a.l.l.s, and they swelled tight.

"Not yet, Red. I must have a kiss." He leaned down, tracing his tongue alongside her full bottom lip.

"That tickles," she giggled.

"Good." He loved it when she laughed. He traced his tongue over her top lip. Convinced she'd let her guard down, he said, "It's time we talked."

"f.u.c.k first. Talk afterward."

The limo accelerated as they hit a b.u.mp. They must've made it across town. Soon they'd be at the airport.

Warner gripped her chin in his hands and b.u.t.terfly kissed her right cheek with his lashes. He hoped to make her laugh again.

After their tongues waltzed, he confessed, "You were on my mind throughout the conference. I was giving the speech, but my thoughts were racing over Taddy Brill."

"Honestly?" She gave off an unfamiliar shyness he'd not seen on her before.

"Definitely." You are clueless, Taddy, when it comes to how I feel about you. He kissed her again and again, holding her face in his hands, inhaling her tuberose.

"This is on my mind." She grabbed his hard-on.

"What else is on your mind? Tell me." He encouraged her to be verbal. She'd tried to shut him up so many times during their lovemaking this weekend. He adored it when she talked dirty to him.

"I haven't eaten lunch yet today." Taddy unfastened her pave diamond karat white gold bangle from her dainty wrist. After placing her jewelry to the side, he kissed her hand. She wrapped her fingers halfway around his p.e.n.i.s.

"Are you telling me...?"

"I'm telling you-I'm hungry for you. I devoured you for breakfast and I'd like to order the same for lunch." She stroked his c.o.c.k harder. Her lips slipped over the sensitive tip of his d.i.c.k. His p.e.n.i.s' slit rested, right there, at edge of her mouth. Taddy traced her tongue in one-two-three long strokes along his shaft and tugged down on his nuts.

"Baby, you make me happy." Warner leaned forward, giving in to temptation. He pushed his stiffness into her mouth. She gagged, a little. Panicked, he looked down to see if she was okay. Taddy grinned. His hands held the back of her head and guided her. However, he didn't push because he didn't want to offend her. "Red, did you hear me? I said you make me happy."

Lost in him, she answered, "Yes, darling." Her suction increased as she tugged harder on his nut sac. She spread her legs wider.

"You want this, baby?" He leaned farther into her mouth. Hearing her inhale-she became breathless-he pulled out.

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