Page 116 of Redemption

“I’m sure it will be more than enough.” I nuzzled her. “All that matters is that we’ll be together.”

“We’ll be together.” Her voice was filled with wonder. “Together.” She grinned, and then she kissed me. It felt like a promise. Like a fresh start.

“What about your family? Our relationship?” I asked.

“We’ll have to disclose it to my family and the board, but I think they’ll approve.”

“Of us or my new role?” I was anxious to hear her answer.

“Both.” She smiled. “I know one person who will be particularly happy about the news.”

I dragged a hand over my head, smiling at the thought. “Brooklyn.” She nodded. “How did I get so lucky?” I pulled her close.

“Mm. How did we get so lucky?”

I kissed Sloan’s neck, on the verge of breaking my promise to Vaughn.

But even as distracted as I was by Sloan, I kept an eye on our surroundings. Our table was in a secluded alcove that faced the ocean, but we were still in a public place. Thanks to the walls of the alcove, we were hidden from security cameras, but the waitstaff could come by at any time.

“Since you quit your job, does that mean we can have sex now?” she joked.

I chuckled. “No. I promised my boss there wouldn’t be any more infractions—” I gave her a meaningful look full of heat “—until after the trip had concluded.”

She groaned, covering her face with her hands. “I can’t believe you told your boss we slept together.”

“It’s not like I told him that you like it when I bite your nipples,” I rasped against the shell of her ear, my already hard cock pressing against my zipper. “Or how you like it when I pinch your clit.”

“Jackson.” She shuddered.

I smoothed my hand up her thigh. “I bet if I slid my hand between your legs, you’d be wet for me. Wouldn’t you?”

“I-I—” She gulped. “Oh god.”

“Tell me, Sloan.” I traced the edge of her underwear, fully intending to stop. “You used to get off on the thrill of being caught. Do you still?”

Her chest rose and fell, and I knew she was barely holding on. Hell, I was right there with her. When I glanced down, her nipples were hard points against her dress.

Fuck me.

Unable to resist, I glided over the wet silk of her underwear, letting out a growl of satisfaction. Her body trembled beneath my touch, both of us aching for more.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet for me.” I continued teasing her clit, and I thought I might explode.

“Please, Jackson.”

“Is that what you want?” I asked, slipping my hand beneath her underwear, sliding a finger into her. Sliding home.

“Yes,” she gasped, gripping my thigh. “Yes,” she said again, this time more insistent.

She was already close. So close. Keyed up from a week of torture and now this…knowing we were in public and could get caught.

“Come for me,” I rasped against her neck before trailing kisses over her skin. “Come on my fingers like you want to come on my cock.”

Sloan gasped and buried her face in my neck, stifling her sounds of pleasure. Her pussy clenched around my finger, and she bit me, sending sparks skittering down my spine. She was so sexy I almost came in my pants. And the sight of her coming apart was nearly my undoing.

When she sagged, I held her to me. I kissed her forehead, then withdrew my fingers. “You’re so beautiful.”

I brought my hand to my mouth, licking each of my fingers as she watched with a heated expression.