Lahat ng Kabanata ng Stay the Night: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Aston“Blake,” I pleaded.Suddenly, his palm was pressed to my sex. “Damn, you’re soaked.”His eyes fluttered closed just as his finger grazed my clit. I nearly lost it.Bucking my hips against his hand, I was rewarded when his fingers dipped into me. He worked his magic with his hands before moving them swiftly to my ass and tugging me against him.The move had his cock pressing right where I needed him to be. A shuddering moan escaped me.Blake brought one hand up to brush my hair behind my ears before tucking his fingers under my chin and holding steady so I would look into his eyes. “You are so fucking exquisite, Aston. I’m so lucky to have found you.”He rubbed his rock hard shaft through my silky wet center. “I’m yours, baby. I’m not going anywhere. When I have to travel, I’ll be missing you every minute of the day. Never doubt that I will always be coming back to you.”Each word was punctuated with the glide of his shaft through my seam. My thoughts were scattering from my mind

BlakeGiving me a playful salute, Aston leaned to the window and looked up at the McAllen Group corporate office building when I stopped at the red light right outside the parking garage. “I’ve dreamed of working here one day, and I’ve always wanted to come see it.”“I’m sorry you’re finally here, but under these circumstances. I wish I could give you a tour and end it with showing you your own office.” I had no doubt that it would come to that, not because Aston was with me, but because she was extraordinarily talented at her job. If anyone was going to be promoted from a branch to the headquarters, it would be Aston.Again, not because she was my girl. She was driven and capable, ambitious but grounded. With or without me, she was always going to achieve whatever she set her sights on. If that was the McAllen Group Headquarters, that was where she would have ended up.Aston sighed. “I wish that too, but maybe another day. For today, let’s get this business with your brother over wit

Aston“We won’t be waiting at the bar. I need to speak with Dustin immediately. We’ll show ourselves to his office. Don’t bother letting him know we’re on our way back there, either.”The receptionist paled. “He’s not here, sir. I haven’t seen him for the past few days. He—he’s been in important meetings.”“Important meetings?” Blake arched a dark eyebrow. “Sure. Please have our bags taken up to the suite and leave the key when it’s ready. We’ll be back.”Without another word or waiting to see if she would get someone to attend to our bags, he turned and gave me a second to catch up before striding back to the revolving door. When we were outside, he took my hand. “Dustin isn’t at work because Danny’s in town. I fucking knew it.”“Knew what?” I frowned, feeling my eyebrows pushing together.“They’re out partying, spending the money Dustin’s been stealing from the company.”I almost tripped over my own feet. “He’s been stealing from the company?”Blake nodded with a grim smile. “Yeah.

BlakeDustin opened his mouth to object, but I didn’t give him the chance. “As it is, you’ve been allowed to occupy this office for much longer than you should’ve been.”“Bla—” Danny tried interrupting, but he shut up at the look I shot him.When I saw him stand down, for the moment, anyway, I turned my attention back to Dustin. “You can resign, or you can be fired. That offer stands for the next five seconds. What’s it going to be?”“I’m not going anywhere until my boss,” Dustin’s chin jutted out and he pointed at Danny, “tells me to leave. I don’t recognize your authority to make me do a single damn thing, big guy.”Danny crossed his arms obstinately. “He’s not going anywhere.”Staring me down, I knew Danny was putting on a show for Dustin’s sake. I wished he wouldn’t act this way, but he was so fucking deep into this idiotic mess Dustin had created that I doubted he could see reality anymore. In his mind, he and Dustin were right and entirely justified in their plans and actions, r

AstonThe champagne was going to have to wait a couple of months, but the chocolates sounded good. “I can’t wait to get home. Thank you so much for all you’re doing. I know you never wanted that job and now you’re stuck with it.”“It’s only until you get back. I don’t mind doing it for as long as it takes until you’re home. Again, don’t you dare worry about it. You know, I’m actually enjoying it a lot more than I thought I would.”“That’s good news.” As we talked and she told me all about what was going on there, I realized why she had sounded different to me before. She was different.She was still the same girl, but the bubbly exuberance was gone because she was taking her job as the manager of the hotel so seriously. There was a more professional clip to her voice. She spoke more clearly and with purpose, instead of just saying whatever popped into her head.All things considered, I was really happy she seemed to have taken to the job so well. It was comforting to know I would be a