Free S*x and Secrets: Alpha Billionaire Forbidden Romance by Jani Kay Page A

me, then shoved her toward the door. “I want you to leave right now. Be a good girl and go before I call security.”
    She looked up at me with her mouth half open as if I were the crazy person. “You’re really saying no to pussy? What, did I miss something?”  Her brow knitted. “Are you gay? Jesus, I can’t believe it. All the best guys in New York are fucking gay!”
    “Yes, that’s right. I’m gay. Wilson just told you this setup is for a woman because my lover is quite a sensitive type of man.” I held my palms up and shrugged. “New-age and all that stuff.”
    It didn’t take Red long to recalculate. “Fuck me. How about a threesome then? I love sucking cock, and two would be amazing. I can be the meat in the sandwich . . . it’s always been a fantasy of mine.”
    Christ. This bitch had no filter. She just didn’t get the message. I was about to throttle her and throw her out the window.
    The clicking of heels coming toward us caught my attention. I jerked my head in the direction of the sound. All the breath in my lungs left my body.
    Montana.
    Looking sexy as fuck.
    A red dress that left very little to the imagination. Killer heels. All for me.
    Fuck.
    I was mesmerized by the way her hips swayed as she walked. My cock throbbed with appreciation. How the hell does she do that to me?
    She stopped in her tracks, her mouth gaping when she spotted Red clinging to my arm. Without a word, she pivoted on her heels and stormed back toward the open elevator. Even though we’d discussed it before that if we ever were in a situation that was risky or just plain off, we’d get the hell out as fast as we could, I didn’t like it one bit now that it was happening. Damn the horny redhead.
    “No, wait!” I called after Montana, afraid to use her name out loud. “Don’t go. I can explain.”
    Jesus. That sounded like the oldest cliché in the book. If I weren’t so afraid she’d get away without giving me a chance to exonerate myself, I’d laugh.
    “ That’s your girlfriend? Montana? I thought you were gay.”
    I didn’t hang around to answer. The elevator doors closed and Montana was gone. Fuck.
    I bolted down the stairwell, taking two steps at a time. I had to stop her. If I didn’t get to her straight away, my chances would be blown. Montana didn’t give second chances. She’d made that very clear from the beginning. No way did I want this fucked up by a stupid misunderstanding.
    As I reached the bottom of the stairs before the elevator opened, my brain caught up with me.
    Does Red know Montana? She’d said her name, which meant she recognized her. Christ, this was getting more fucked up by the second.
    The elevator doors opened and a flustered Montana stood against the back wall of the car, a deep frown on her face while she bit into her lower lip.
    “It’s all part of your birthday surprise,” I blurted out, trying to explain.
    “Wh-what? You organized a threesome? Jesus, Levi, I don’t do girls.”
    “Huh?” What was all this talk about threesomes? “ No. No, she’s the catering manager.”
    She stayed frozen, her hands spread out against the wall. “So you decided you liked her and just invited her in the spur of the moment then? Really, Levi?”
    Fuck me. She had completely the wrong idea, but I couldn’t blame her after what she saw.
    “ Baby. No, it’s not like that.” I stepped inside the car. “Not at all.”
    “What then?” She folded her arms across her chest, accentuating her sexy cleavage and making my dick jump. She stared directly at my crotch and my cock responded by stiffening. “And why are you wearing satin pants in front of other people?”
    “Give me a chance to expl—”
    She narrowed her eyes and cut me off. “Are you aware that the outline of your stiff cock is totally visible through the fabric? I’m not surprised to find a woman draped around you, with you dressed like that.”
    I chuckled softly. “Are you saying I’m turning you on?” I took a