Page 86 of The Arrangement

I set my briefcase down and shed my suit jacket, tossing it over an armchair as I make my way toward her voice.

“Did you have a—holy fuck.”

“You tricked me,” she says, pressing her pink lips in a sexy pout.

I’d object to that … if I could remember how to speak.

The black corset lingerie I ordered in the middle of the night while she slept fits her like a fucking glove. It accentuates her hips, gorgeous tits, and delicate shoulders. She turns to set her champagne glass down on the counter, giving me a glimpse of her round ass and the thin strip of fabric lying between her cheeks.

“What’s the matter?” she asks, sauntering my way. “Do you not have anything to say for yourself, Mr. Brewer?”

Her heels click against the floor until she stops in front of me. Her eyelids are smoky, and her lashes are thick. Her lips are a pinkish hue that I’d love to see on my cock.Fuck, I’m one lucky man.

She leans to me, pressing her mouth roughly against mine. The taste of champagne is on her breath as her tongue swipes against my lips. I open for her, and she deepens the kiss, her tongue stroking mine like she owns it.

Like she owns me.

How quickly she learns.

She breaks it far too soon with a devious look in her eye.

“Is something wrong?” I smirk, knowing exactly what she’s worked up about.

She gives me a pointed look over her shoulder and returns to the bottle of champagne.

“Imagine my surprise when I arrive in Halcyon this afternoon intending to take a picture in the store to send to you and then leave,” she says, pouring us each a drink. “Only to discover that Nadia, the store manager, was not only waiting for me, but had already pulled quite a selection of things for me to try on.”

I take the glass and nod as if this is new information. “This Nadia must be good at her job.”

“That or she was enticed to do a good job by a certain billionaire with far more money than sense, it seems.”

I hum, taking a sip of my drink.

“Do you know how many things they sent back with me?” she asks, lifting a brow. “They didn’t even ask me. I tried something on, and Nadia decided whether she liked it. Then I was handed the next thing. Everything that passed her inspection—twenty-two items, Jason—was delivered to this room.” She blinks. “Did you hear that? Twenty-two overpriced garments.”

“How curious.”

“How curious, my ass.”

I grin. “Your ass does look amazing tonight. How would you feel if I played with that a little?”

Her eyes widen, and her cheeks flush. “Don’t distract me.”

“Sorry. As you were saying …”

She sighs in exasperation. “That was almostforty thousand dollars.”

“I can’t wait to see it all on you.”

“You’re not listening to me.”

I roll my eyes and set my glass down. “Do you not like it?”

“Yes, but?—”

“Does it all fit you well?”

“Yeah, but?—”