Page 48 of Double Down

“Oh, no, princess. I need you on your knees for me while I’m on this call.” I run my hands through her coppery hair. “Can you do that for me?”

The giggling in the hallway gets louder as the girls get closer. Phoenix’s horrified gaze flicks between the glass walls that will show us soon enough and the wicked smile I know I’m wearing.

“You want me to suck you off—right here? Where anyone could walk in and see?”

That’s right, princess. I know I’m pushing her. Waiting to see how far she’ll go. The moment she’ll concede this game of chicken I’ve cornered her into playing.

“And I need you to be quiet enough that no one will know. Not the person on the call, or anyone who may walk by”

“But there isn’t a tablecloth or any type of protection. If they look down or catch a glimpse under the table, they’ll see me.”

I lean in, breathing her in.Vanilla and heat and mine.“That’s the fun part. If you do a good job and no one catches you, I’ll reward you.”

“How?”

“That depends on how good you are,” I say with a wink, just to watch that pretty pink bloom across her cheeks. “Get on your knees, Phoenix. If you do a good enough job, I’ll give you whatever your little heart desires.”

Her eyes go wide—my dirty princess is just as turned on by the idea as I am. She gives a quick nod.

I take my seat and unzip, freeing my already hard cock, and watch Phoenix run her tongue along her top lip.

The voices get louder.

“You’d better hurry, princess.”

She glances at the door, then scurries under the table. I spread my thighs for her and slide the chair in.

It’s a tight fit, but she’ll have just enough room.

Just as her tongue runs a slow stripe from base to tip, two women in bikini tops and short denim shorts wander past the door, then pause and backtrack. “Hold up,” one says. “I need something in here.”

They enter the business center, still talking as though they don’t already know I’m here.

“Oh my God, do you know how many hot guys we’ll find at that festival? I can’t wait,” a bubbly blonde with a flat stomach and ridiculous ass says.

“I can,” a brunette with huge tits and red lipstick purrs, eyeing me like I’m the treat she craves. “Looks like we may not even have to leave the resort to find sexy men.”

“Ladies,” I say politely as I refocus on my laptop—and the hot little tongue teasing my balls.

“Oh, well, hello there,” the blonde answers, taking me in, and I can’t help but smile at this new little opportunity.

I have no interest in either woman. Absolutely none.

My cock is hard and throbbing for the woman currently playing with it. Not the scantily clad women trying to get my attention.

But making Phoenix jealous—seeing if she’ll still be my good girl—that’s tempting. Either way, it reminds her of her place…or maybe I’m the one who needs the reminder. Because the earnest expression on her face when she offered to help has the power to send me into a spiral. And that shit needs to be cut out like a cancer.

I grab my phone and text Mav.

Con

So, I have a situation I could use your help with.

Mav

Dear God, now what? The ’rents decide twenty percent is better? Or did a new body pop up? Oh, I know…Zeus decided to take a piss on your laptop, and all the contracts you’re working on are gone.

Con