“You probably should be,” I warned. Most people who knew my name were scared.
Her gaze fell on me. “Trying to scare me off?”
I reached out and grabbed her hand. “No, but I don’t want you to make a decision that you’ll regret in the morning.” She talked like she knew me and knew what we were about to do, but I needed to be sure she really understood what I wanted from her.
“You’ve wanted me for eleven years, right?” she asked.
I nodded and pulled her into my arms. “Yes,” I growled.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips to my ear. “I’ve wanted you for twelve.”
“Since you were sixteen?” I growled.
She nodded her head. “You made my little teenage heart flutter whenever you were around.”
I had noticed back then, but I didn’t realize what she was to me until her seventeenth birthday.
My fingers delved into her long, mahogany hair, and I tipped her head back. “Once I have you, I’m not going to let you go, Greer. I’m a man who is very possessive of what belongs to him.” For years I had watched her be everything but mine. I was done watching her.
“That terrifies and excites me all at once,” she whispered. Her eyes were dilated, and a blush was rising on her cheeks.
The car pulled up in the rear-drive. “This is your last chance to run, Greer,” I said, nodding over her shoulder at the vehicle.
She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to mine. “Stop trying to change my mind, Apollo, and get in the car.”
“I think that’s supposed to be my line.” I thought this was going to be much harder than it was turning out to be. I had a slight inclination that Greer wanted me, but I figured there would be some persuading her to be mine.
She stepped back and held her hand out to me. “Stop trying to be the white knight you think I need, and just give me the man that I’ve wanted.”
Trey got out of the car and opened the rear passenger door. Greer wiggled her fingers at me, and I did the thing I’ve been dying to do. I grabbed her hand and decided that nothing else mattered but Greer tonight.
She wanted me, and I was going to give her exactly what she wanted.
It was time to take Greer.
Three
Greer
Apollo helped me into the car, and it felt like my heart was in my throat, and I couldn’t breathe. This was actually happening, and I knew I needed to remember every moment of this night because I knew I might never have it again.
I glanced out the door and listened to Apollo talk to his driver. Apollo lived a much more lavish life than I was used to. While Kane and I always had everything we wanted growing up, Apollo took that extravagance to the next level. The life he lived gave him access to things that I could never imagine having. A driver, for one, was something that wasn’t in my monthly budget.
Kane had started up a law firm right out of college, and he became a success in no time. I was his secretary, and while he made the big bucks of the family, I had to say that my paycheck was nothing to laugh at either. It afforded me a two-bedroom apartment in downtown Chicago, a car that was paid off, and a wardrobe that any socialite in the city would love to have. Kane made sure I was paid well even though I was just a secretary.
Apollo slid into the car and rested his hand on my thigh. “Second thoughts?” he asked as the car glided along the driveway to the front of the MGM.
“No, although I’m sure the fireworks are going to be amazing.” The wall of floor-to-ceiling windows in the ballroom was going to make a fantastic place to watch the fireworks at midnight. Too bad I wasn’t going to be there to enjoy it.
“I promise we’ll make our own fireworks tonight, Greer.” Apollo’s hand moved up my thigh, and his arm wound around my waist as he turned in his seat.
All thought of the midnight fireworks fled as his mouth assaulted my neck. Kissing, licking, and nipping my skin while his hands roamed over my body. “Apollo,” I moaned as I delved my fingers into his pitch-black hair to hold on.
“Why the fuck did I wait so long?” he growled. His hands grabbed my butt and pulled me into his lap. “The dress is hot as fuck, Greer, but it’s keeping me from seeing that gorgeous body underneath.” His hands slid up my back, searching for the zipper.
“Do we plan on getting out of the car?” I asked.
“Yes,” he growled against my skin.
I laughed and melted into his touch. “Then you better leave my dress on, unless you want me to ride the elevator naked up to your room.” Though if he would have taken me right here, I wouldn’t have whispered a word of resistance. Whatever Apollo wanted tonight, I wanted, too.
Apollo’s hands froze. “The only thing you are going to ride naked is me,” he promised.
“Then I suggest you not unzip my zipper, which, by the way, is on the side. Once the dress comes off, it’ll take three men and an act of God to get it back on.” It had taken Kent three tries and a running start to get the zipper pulled up back in the hotel room. Once this dress was off, it was off for good.
“Then I guess I’ll have to figure out another way to touch you since there isn’t a chance in hell I’ll let anyone see you naked but me.” His hand skimmed down my leg, grabbed the hem of my dress, and slowly pulled it up, revealing my tanned legs. “Every summer, you wear these shorts,” he murmured as he ran his hand up and down my calf. “So fucking short that the fucking pockets hang out of the bottom. All I can think about when I see you in them is bending you over, yanking them down your legs, and fucking the hell out of you.” His hand glided up the inside of my leg, brushed against my satin panties, and a tremor rocked my body.
“I wish I would have brought them with me,” I moaned. I knew the shorts he was talking about. They were short, and the only time I ever wore them was when I knew he was going to be around.
“Don’t worry, sweet Greer. I have plans for you and those shorts when we get back to Chicago,” he whispered in my ear.
My heart lifted with the hope that this really wouldn’t be one night and that Apollo and I might actually be together. “I’ll make sure to keep my schedule open,” I gasped as he nipped my earlobe.
“Good girl,” he growled.
“How much longer until we get to the hotel?” I gasped as his hand cupped my pussy. My god, this man was too much.
Apollo glanced out the window. “A couple more minutes,” he mumbled as his fingers brushed aside my panties. His fingers deftly parted the folds of my pussy, and I moaned as he barely touched my clit.
I was going out of my mind. Never had I imagined that this was how I would be ringing in the New Year. My body draped across Apollo Banachi, while his fingers did wicked things to me, was the perfect beginning to the new year. He barely touched me, but I was ready to go off like a firecracker in his arms. “Please,” I breathed out.
“I’m going to make you come all over my hand before this car stops.”
“But…we’re almost…there,” I stuttered. I needed more time enjoying his touch before it was over. I needed time to stand still and live in this moment forever.
“The door doesn’t open until you give me what I want.” He pinched my clit between his fingers, sending a bite of pain along with a wave of desire. He turned my head, his lips capturing mine. His hand delved in my hair, held me close while his lips claimed me, and his fingers drove me closer to the edge.