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  “There is no me and Kace. You know this. He not only kicked me out, he fired me and told me to keep his shirt as a souvenir. I think it’s pretty clear that he never wants to see me again.”

  “Since when have any of us ever let something stop us?”

  “Since never,” Isabelle says, walking into the room.

  “Hey, Isa. Have you come to let us borrow your super brain?”

  “I’m here to see if I can help you, yes,” she says with a laugh. “Reina said you haven’t been able to find anything. She’s hoping I can look at the data from a different angle.”

  “If anyone can find something we’ve missed, it’s you,” Tegan tells her with a smile.

  She’s right. Isa’s a certified genius. She graduated high school at twelve and college at fourteen. She has a PhD, and more than one Master’s Degree. She’s one of the youngest of us all, but we’re all totally in awe of her. Especially because she never acts superior to us. If anything, she’s the most modest. We all look out for her because she’s also super shy. I’m waiting for the day she falls for a guy, and finally unleashes the goddess that’s hiding behind her glasses. Because while the sexy librarian look totally works for her, I want to dress her in the sexiest clothes possible, and watch that lucky son a bitch fall at her feet. Because he will.

  “Stella, did you even hear a word I said?’

  “Sorry, no.”

  “Were you dressing me in your head again?”

  “Maybe. If you’d just let me dress you for real, I wouldn’t have to daydream about it.”

  “You dress me for missions sometimes.”

  “Just in practically the same clothes you wear every day. Or jeans and button down shirts.”

  “I’m comfortable in my clothes. I like them.”

  “I know. That’s why I never push. But I can’t help waiting in anticipation for the day when you finally let me sex you up.”

  “I’m sexy. The men in this building are always giving me looks.”

  “Yes you are. I didn’t mean to insinuate that you’re not. I just want to play it up.”

  Her lips tilt up in a half smile. “Maybe I’ll let you dress me for a party or ball.” She sees the excitement in my eyes. “Maybe.”

  “I’ll take that for now.’

  “Good. Now that it’s all settled, you two can work.”

  “Where are you going, Teeg?”

  “I have something to take care of this afternoon. But I’ll see you in the morning?”

  “Be safe.”

  “Always.”

  She throws on one of her damn cowboy hats and saunters out the door. I love that girl to death, but I don’t understand how a born and raised city girl could grow up to be so obsessed with the country lifestyle. It suits her now, though. None of us can think of her without her boots, or hats. I’m not sure if she’s embraced it, or it’s embraced her. Either way, it works.

  Isa and I spend the rest of the afternoon working. She finds a few things she says look off to her. She won’t share until she has a chance to look into them further. It’s just her way. She always has to be sure of herself, never speaking or doing without thinking things through first. It’s a good balance, not just to me and Teeg, but for some of the other girls as well. I would say we’re almost evenly split here at the foundation, with thrill seekers and thinkers. Some people, like Reina and Audrey, have the qualities of both and use that to their advantage. They’ve also been here the longest, so maybe learning how to balance it all is just something you learn with time.

  I head home, still processing some of the info I’d looked at today. And also thinking of Kace. He’s never far from my thoughts. I’m actually still styling him, even if he doesn’t know it. I have pics of him in all his outfits on my tablet, and I tell my mom what to put on him. She’s letting me do this, not because she can’t—she totally can—but because she knows I need it. I have to do something to stay close to him. And help him. Even though he doesn’t know.

  I make myself some dinner and watch a little TV before heading up to my room. It’s early, but I don’t want to do anything but be in my bed. I change into that damn t-shirt, because I can’t stop myself from putting it on every night. It’s all I wear because I know that once I start thinking about Kace, I’m going to have to take care of myself. I don’t use any of my toys or vibrators because I don’t have the memory of him inside of me to guide me. So I just fuck myself with my fingers. Every damn night.

  * * *

  Kace

  The shoot today ran long. We were supposed to be done at five, but it’s now eight. It’s all thanks to me. I was told to make it go over, and as always, I did as I was told. At least I’m being left alone at night. I can’t stomach the thought of going out anymore. I usually just go up to my room and drink some dinner before passing out. It’s the same every night because being drunk is the only way I can blank out the images of the one woman I can never have. I pushed her away, and now I have to take my punishment.

  When I walk into my room, I let out a little scream. “Fuck, Tegan, You scared the shit out of me. How did you get in here?”

  “The same way Stella and Darcy got in here a week ago.”

  “Is Stella here?”

  “Why would she be here? You kicked her out.”

  “Just checking.”

  “No you’re not. I saw the look in your eyes. The hope that she’d be here.”

  “Is that why you’re here? She sent you to ask me to reconsider?”

  “Hell, no. She doesn’t need to send me to do jack shit. You’re the biggest idiot in the world for letting her go. You and I both know that.” I don’t even try to deny it. Because she’s right, and we both do know it. “I’m here because I know you want her, and I can’t stand to see her so sad. No man has ever made her cry herself to sleep every night. I should be kicking your ass for it, but instead, I’m going to give you a chance to make it right.”

  “What if I don’t want to?”

  “You do.”

  “She betrayed me.”

  “She’s not the one who got a copy of your text message. Yes, she was shown it and reacted, but what guy wouldn’t want what she was offering? I’ve seen her naked, Kace. You made a big mistake that night.”

  Shit. Now I’ve got images of naked Stella going through my mind. I need a drink. Several drinks. “Well, it was my mistake to make.”

  “I’m giving you the opportunity to change your fate and get the girl.”

  “Is she really crying every night?”

  “Yes. She sleeps in that stupid shirt of yours, too. It’s pathetic. And that’s a word I never thought I’d use in relation to Stella. But you broke her.”

  “Tell me the plan.”

  “That was easier than I thought.”

  “Really?”

  “No. I knew you’d cave. You have it as bad for her as she has it for you.”

  I do. As much as I want to pretend that she means nothing to me, I’m afraid that she could mean everything. If there’s a chance for us to work this out, I’m going to take it. We have some more talking to do, but I’m up for it if she is.

  We end up sneaking out of my room and taking a service elevator to walk through the hotel’s employee hallways. I’m technically an employee of the hotel, so Tegan has me put my arm around her and just act like I’m taking her with me for some fun. When we get out the back door, there’s a car waiting for us. I get in back with her, and she pushes my head down.

  “Why am I sitting like this?”

  “So no cameras pick you up on the way to our apartments.”

  “Good thinking.” I should’ve thought of that, but my mind is too clouded with thoughts of seeing Stella. And taking away her tears.

  Once we’re in an underground garage, I’m allowed to sit up and stretch. We take an elevator into a heavily guarded lobby, and then Tegan uses her eye to activate an inside elevator. “That was cool.”

  “You’ll get used to it if you stay around.”<
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  “Sure, because secret spy stuff is normal.”

  She doesn’t laugh when I say that, and I want to ask her why she’s not taking my words as a joke. The elevator doors open before I can, and she pushes the button to hold them open as she directs me to Stella’s apartment, telling me the door will be open. She says I should walk in, and gives me the layout so I can find the bedroom.

  I walk into her place, and stop short. It’s 100% Stella. There are cool metal sculptures and black marble floors. But the couches and chairs look comfortable and sexy. The color scheme is black, silver, white, and green. I didn’t know she liked green but there are splashes of emerald all over. I decide that I can take a tour of the rest of her place later. I climb the curved staircase to the second floor and follow Tegan’s directions to the bedroom. There are a couple of extra doors up here, but I don’t stop to check them out.

  I’m a little confused. Stella begged for her job, and yet she’s living in this sick apartment that I know had to cost a couple mil at least. We really, really need to have a talk. But first, I need to take care of her. When I walk into her bedroom, I realize that I’ll be taking caring of her in an entirely different way than I thought I would be.

  Stella’s spread out on the sexiest bed I’ve ever seen. It’s a few feet off the floor and has sheer strips of fabric and strings of sparkly jewels attached to the chandelier above it. They attach to the poles on the bed at different places. And hang straight down in other spots. There’s a tufted headboard between the two poles at the top. It’s not the bed that’s got my cock about to burst out of my pants, though.

  Stella’s fucking herself with her fingers, Her other hand is playing with her tits, while her head is thrown back. She’s biting down on my t-shirt, which is bunched up around her neck. My feet are moving before I can even think about what I’m doing.

  I jump onto the bed, pushing her hand out of the way as I fuse my mouth to her lower lips, sucking hard. I use both my hands to take her tits for myself. She bows up off the bed, fucking my face.

  “Kace, oh God.”

  I don’t answer her. I couldn’t form a coherent word right now if I tried. I’m lost in the taste and feel of her. I lick lower, swirling my tongue into her before moving back up to her clit. She’s out of control, moving so hard that she almost dislodges my mouth from where it needs to be. I reluctantly let go of one nipple so I can use that hand to hold her hip down. She pulls my hair so I’ll look up, and I see she’s taken over, swatting my other hand away too. I know what she wants, and I give it to her, thrusting my fingers into her and twisting as I pump them in and out. It only takes a few times before she’s screaming. I lick her until she comes all the way down, and then I start again.

  “I came, Kace.”

  “I know,” I tell her, letting her clit go for a few precious seconds. “But you started that one. I want one that’s all me.”

  “I want you to come, too.”

  I give her a long lick before answering. “I will. We’ve got all night.”

  “I want you to come now.”

  “You wanna suck me off, sweetie?”

  “Yes. And no.”

  I chuckle against her as I flip around and then pull her on top of me. She immediately tears at the button and zipper on my jeans, not even bothering to take them off. She just reaches into my boxer briefs and lets me out. I nearly come from the first swipe of her tongue down my length. I can’t even tell you how many dreams I’ve had that involved her and her sexy mouth.

  She knows exactly what she’s doing as she licks, sucks, and nibbles on my cock, making sure to play with my piercing every time she gets back up to the top. I’m so dizzy with lust that I abandon what I’m doing for a moment when she sucks me all the way into her mouth.

  “God, Stella. Just like that, love. Just like that. Please don’t stop.”

  She does for just a moment so she can reply. “Yes.”

  As what she just said registers, I snap out of it, and attack her pussy. We’re both completely out of control as we take each other over. We lick and suck each other dry, and then I turn and pull her to me, kissing her with everything I have. She gives it right back to me, tugging at my hair as I run my hands up and down her body.

  “I want to be inside of you,” I tell her as I break the kiss. “No, I need to be inside of you.”

  “I think I could get used to this younger guy stamina.”

  “I told you once that I could go for days with you.”

  “Yes, you did. I don’t think we can get away with days, but I want you all night.”

  “Good, because I’m not leaving until you tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had.”

  She moves away to reach into her nightstand, pulling out a jumbo box of condoms. “Show me more of what you’ve got, little boy.”

  “We both know I’m not little, love. And you like my piercing. I know you do.”

  “Let’s see if you know what to do with it.”

  “Oh, my big cock and I definitely know what to do,” I tell her as I put a condom carefully over my metal and roll it down.

  I pull her knees up and thrust balls deep into her, causing her to cry out. “Now what was that about me being a ‘little’ boy?” I ask her with a laugh.

  She answers by grabbing my ass and pulling me deeper into her as we both moan. Oh, yeah. This is going to be the best night ever for both of us. Guaranteed.

  Chapter 5

  Stella

  I wake up wrapped in Kace’s arms. I’m blissfully sore, and still horny as hell. We did it in every position we could think of—and we both have vivid imaginations. I wasn’t lying when I finally told him he was the best. He may be young, but damn can he use his cock. Just thinking about it has me wanting to climb on for yet another ride. Or do something else I’ve thought about. A lot.

  I smile as I climb over him and lick his shark tattoo. I’m on my second time around it when he grabs me and pulls me up to him. We kiss for a few minutes before I pull back.

  “Why’d you stop me? I was gonna go lower.”

  “Oh, I know you were. But we both need to be at work soon, and if I only get one orgasm this morning, I want it in your pussy and not your mouth.”

  “I don’t have a job to go to.”

  “The hell you don’t. You’re mom’s the best in the business, but you’re the best for me. Besides, you’ve been secretly doing the job this last week. You might as well get paid for it.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “Uh-huh. Sure you don’t.”

  “You can’t prove anything.”

  “I don’t need to. And I love that you cared enough to keep making me look good.”

  “I do, Kace. I care.”

  “Is that why you’re letting me call you ‘Love’?”

  “Not exactly.”

  “Are you going to elaborate?”

  “I thought we were going to fuck again.”

  “I’ll make you scream once you tell me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours.”

  God. Why didn’t I just say yes when he asked. “Fine. I mostly like it because no one’s ever called me that before. And it sounds both sweet and sexy when you say it.”

  “Guys have called you all the other nicknames I tried?”

  I nod, picking at an imaginary thread on the sheet. He puts his fingers under my chin so I’m forced to look up into his eyes. He raises one eyebrow at me. “I’ve been with a lot of guys, Kace. A lot.”

  “So? I wasn’t looking to sacrifice a virgin when I went down on you last night. I was thinking how I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have my mouth on the sexiest women I’ve ever met. And how I could convince you to let me do it all night.”

  Wow. Just wow. “You sing babies to sleep, then sing a sexy song to me, and now you just said the best thing anyone’s ever said to me. If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, I may just have to keep you.”

  “That’s the plan. I want to be kept.
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  “Kept men do whatever their sugar mama wants them to.”

  He bursts out laughing. “Sugar mama? I guess if you mean sugar like the kisses, that could work. If I get rewarded in kisses, I’ll do pretty much anything you want.”

  “Oh, I’m going to reward you. You can be sure of that.”

  I move off of him, and grab one of the sheers I have around my bed. I tie it around his wrist as his eyes widen. I do the same with his other hand and then sit back to see him stretched out across my bed. Oh yeah, this is going to be hot.

  “So that’s why you have your bed like this, huh? To tie up unsuspecting men.”

  “Since you’re the first man that’s been in my bed that would be a no.”

  “What? Seriously?”

  “Yes,” I tell him as I roll a condom on him. “I don’t invite random guys here. My place is important to me.”

  He opens his mouth and then closes it. I can see that he’s fighting what he wants to say to me. He finally closes his eyes, and speaks. “You didn’t invite me here.”

  “I would have. Teeg knew that. She wouldn’t have brought you to me if she didn’t believe that I wanted you here.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Fuck yeah, K.”

  “K? I like it.”

  “You’re going to like this even more,” I tell him as I climb onto his cock, backwards.

  “Shit, Stella. Let me touch you.”

  “Nope. Just enjoy my ride. I know I will.”

  I lean forward and grip his ankles as I ride him hard, then slow, fast, and then just grind on him. It feels amazing, and I know he’s watching my ass, and seeing me take him in over and over. I’m so hot from just the thought of him submitting to me that it only takes a few minutes before I’m coming hard. Before I can even process what’s happening, I hear fabric ripping and I’m being flipped onto my knees.

  “I’ll pay for the curtains, but it’s my turn, love. You had your fun. Now hold onto the headboard while I fuck you hard enough to bring down this bed.”

  This bed’s not going to break, but I know what he means, and I’m dripping wet just thinking about it. I grab the headboard and arch my back. “Do it.”

  He enters me again, and the bed is actually shaking and creaking with the force of what he’s doing to me. I can barely hold on, he’s pumping so hard. I’m loving every second of it as I know I did this. I made him so out of control that he can’t even try to be sweet. He snakes one of his hands around to pinch my clit, and I swear I black out for a few seconds as I come again. A couple more pumps and he’s biting the back of my neck before he roars out my name. It’s animalistic, and arguably the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.