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voice.
    Normally he liked to dominate, but he loved it when she got a little demanding. Wyatt didn’t
    have to be told twice. Covering the short distance to her other breast, he sucked her nipple
    between his teeth, tugging gently.
    As he did, she began to ride him in a steady rhythm. Swiping his tongue around her areola, he
    savored the way she shuddered and moaned above him. Though he wanted to draw this out longer,
    he desperately wanted to feel her coming around him. With his free hand, he found her clit and
    began rubbing it. She nearly vaulted off his lap at the contact. Yeah, he knew exactly how to push her over the edge.
    She let out a strangled shout and threw her head back as her orgasm punched through her. As
    she let go, he finally allowed himself to. He’d been holding back ever since she’d began stroking him with her hand. His climax was harsh and unsteady as he pounded into her. Even when his
    orgasm had ebbed, his hips still blindly jerked against hers until he got control of his body.
    Iris wrapped her arms tighter around him, burying her head against his neck and shoulder as
    she pressed her breasts against his chest. “You’re so perfect,” she murmured, the words sounding almost like an accusation.
    He returned her embrace, holding her tight. Finding any coherent thought right now was
    impossible. The only thing he knew was that there was no way he was letting this woman walk out of his life…
    Wyatt’s eyes snapped open as Iris’s phone alarm went off. His arms were wrapped tightly around
    her, but they weren’t in Vegas anymore. They were in Miami and he was still fighting to hold onto
    her. At least metaphorically.
    As she groaned and slid out of bed, he grudgingly let her go. Hell, he needed to get up in the next fifteen minutes anyway. “I want you on my personal detail today, not patrolling the grounds.” His
    voice was raspy with sleep. He shifted against the sheet and cursed the feel of it dragging over his erection. With the dream he’d just had and the feel of holding her all night he wasn’t surprised to wake up in this state.
    She turned and thanks to the morning sun streaming in from the open bathroom door he got a clear
    view of her expression. Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Good morning to you too, Mr. Bossy. I will be on your detail, but not because you’re ordering me to do so.”
    “You like it when I order you around,” he murmured as he shoved the covers off and stretched out.
    He wanted to ask her to join him in a shower before she had to go to work, but knew neither of them would make it out in time. She had to meet with her team and he had an early morning conference call.
    Her gaze briefly strayed down his body, desire evident in her eyes, but she shook herself as if she needed to clear her head. “Only in the bedroom…don’t you forget it.” At that, she turned and
    practically sprinted from the room.
    Wyatt scrubbed a hand over his face and sat up. After a night of simply holding her—and dreaming
    about how good things could be between them—now he was faced with a day of meetings with Iris by
    his side in professional mode. Just fucking great.

    * * * * *

    Iris glanced at Vincent who was sitting in the driver’s seat of their SUV. Wyatt was in the back seat sitting between Kell and Jay. Sitting behind them in the long palm-tree-lined driveway was another
    SUV with four Red Stone personnel. Unfortunately, Wyatt was only permitted to bring two people of
    his choosing into the actual meeting. Since Keibler—her number one suspect—was going to be in
    attendance, Iris was edgy.
    Henry Forest, the eccentric millionaire who was hosting this get-together, was paranoid about his
    privacy and didn’t want too many people in his home. Of course he didn’t need to have the meeting
    here, but a year ago he’d been attacked in public at a well-known Miami restaurant and hadn’t left his home since. So if anyone wanted to do business with Forest, they had to