Page 84 of Burn the World Down

“If there’s anything you don’t like, tell me. If there’s anything you want, just ask.”

Her hand pressed to my cheek, a serious look on her pretty face. “Are you real? I keep thinking I’ll wake up and have imagined you.”

“I’m real, baby.” I nipped at her nipple and she jerked. “And I’m all yours.”

Then I sucked that nipple in my mouth and got to work on pleasuring her.

CHAPTER 30

GEORGIE

Today I ached for very different reasons than I had the week before.

I held onto Nash’s hand as we headed to the Avernus security office. My leg muscles told me that I’d gotten a good workout last night, but not quite as much as the soreness between my thighs did. I also had a few faint bruises and bite marks.

I grinned. I’d never felt better.

Last night had been amazing.

Nash slung an arm around my shoulders. “I like that smile. What are you thinking about?”

My smile widened. “You. Last night.”

He stopped, warmth filling his rugged face. Then he pulled me closer and kissed me.

It only took a second for me to get lost in it. Lost in the taste of him, the heat of him, the feel of him.

He pulled back and rubbed his nose against mine. “Get used to it. I’ve got more planned for later.”

I shivered at the promise in his voice.

We entered the casino and took the elevator down to the security office. Bastian, Cole, Alessio, and Landon were already in the conference room. My flush of pleasure faded as reality seeped back in.

The trip to the club last night—that I’d been trying my bestnotto think about—came back to the front of my mind. Snyder, and my driving need to take him down, were front and center.

I’m going to get him, Viv.

“Morning.” Bastian nodded as we entered the conference room.

Nash closed the door behind us, his gaze going straight to the screens. They were all showing pictures of Snyder’s mansion. It was sprawling and had vaguely Tuscan lines. Arched windows with black frames and a dark, tiled roof contrasted with the cream walls. Palm trees dotted the grounds along with immaculate landscaping.

I saw aerial photos showing a stage being set up behind the house, and what looked like bars with crates of empty glasses stacked beside them. An army of workers were setting things up by a huge pool and paved outdoor area. There were delivery trucks driving in and out of the front gates.

“The party is tomorrow night,” Bastian said. “He’s had deliveries going in and out all morning. There’s going to be a massive fireworks display, dancing, all kinds of entertainment. This is it. The chance to take him down.”

Tomorrow. My hands flexed then curled into fists. I felt Nash’s gaze on me. I looked at him and nodded.

“There’s a big guest list.” Landon crossed his arms, frowning at the screens. “There’ll be a lot of people.”

“Sometimes it’s best to hide in the crowd,” Alessio murmured.

Cole nodded. “People don’t remember things in a crowd. They’re never focused on individuals.”

“We do have one snag,” Bastian said. “We can’t hack Snyder’s home CCTV. It’s locked down tight. I’m guessing he has a discrete system that isn’t connected to the internet.”

“Dammit,” Nash murmured. “I don’t want to go in blind. We need to have eyes on him and his men.”

“We could go in and plant some cameras,” Cole suggested.