Dirty Boss (Scandalous Billionaires #5) Read Online Lisa Renee Jones

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Scandalous Billionaires Series by Lisa Renee Jones
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Total pages in book: 183
Estimated words: 174715 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
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“How do I know that’s how she’ll represent this?” he demands. “I don’t want to be a pawn, used for headlines and scandal.”

I look at Cat. “I think you should ask her that question. Look into Cat’s eyes, and I promise you, you’ll know she’s a good person. Read her ‘Cat Does Crime’ columns. She’s the right voice to tell this story.”

“I’ve read her stuff,” he says. “It seems okay.”

“Then you’ll talk to her?” I ask, seeing his reply as an olive branch. “Just talk to her, interview her.”

“I’ll talk to you.”

“Can I bring her?”

“Yes,” he says sounding irritated. “Bring her. This afternoon.”

“What time?” I ask.

“Three o’ clock.”

“Well see you then.” We disconnect, and I set my phone down. “I know the party is tonight, but he said he’d see us today, and I didn’t want to talk myself out of it. Three o’clock.”

“You’re brilliant,” Cat declares.

“Which is why we hired her,” Reese says, joining us and quickly stepping to Cat’s side.

A tingle along my skin tells me Cole is behind me, and I twist around in my seat to find Reese headed toward Cat, and Cole leaning one shoulder on the archway, and Lord help me, my adrenaline spikes and my heart starts racing. He’s gorgeous. He’s here. He’s intensely focused on me, his expression unreadable, but there is an edge to him, a cutting undercurrent I’ve seen in him before now, just not directed at me. It’s definitely directed at me now. “Walk me to the elevator, Lori?”

Our phone call is here and now, in person. Somehow, that’s so much more intense. “Yes. Of course.”

Cat gives me a knowing look before I turn away and slip off the barstool. Cole straightens and steps out of the archway to allow me to pass. He joins me immediately and once again we walk down the hallway, but this time we don’t stop in the foyer. He motions me to the door, and I walk that direction. He’s there by the time I’m there, opening it for me to pass through.

I don’t hesitate to follow his direction and we don’t speak but I have never been so aware of any other human being in my life. I step into the hallway and Cole joins me. For a moment, he’s towering over me, and we’re facing each other, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to melt from the heat we’re radiating. Cat’s right. How does anyone fight something like this? Everyone wants to feel this, they wish for something this intense, and maybe it’s just physical, but it’s no less fierce.

“Come on,” he says, taking my hand, and I let him. I can’t stop him. I don’t want to stop him. I want to go where he’s leading me.

We round the corner to the elevator banks and instead of punching the elevator button, he heads for the stairwell. He opens the door and in a blink, we’re inside the corridor, and his fingers are slicing into my hair and his mouth is closing down on mine. I don’t even consider resisting. I need this. I need him, and when his tongue touches mine, I feel it everywhere. My sex. My nipples. My entire body. I moan into his mouth and grip his shirt, while his hand molds me close. I don’t want it to end. I don’t want to have to think or be logical or cautious.

His hand slips under my shirt and mine under his, that spicy familiar scent of him a drug seducing my senses. I need more. I want more, and I don’t realize how much that is true until right here and now. His hand slips under my sweats, and he cups my backside. The same hand that spanked me. Because he makes the forbidden sultry and sexy and necessary.

Cole

The only sound in the stairwell is the moan that escapes Lori’s lips when I mold her hips to my hips, my erection pressing against her belly. It echoes inside the concrete walls, a sound meant for my ears and only my ears, like I believe she’s meant for me and no one else. It’s the jolting moment that pulls me back to the present. I press Lori against the wall and tear my mouth from hers. “We have to stop before I forget we’re in a stairwell, and finally find my way back inside you again.” And now it’s a mix of her breathing and my breathing that fills the small space, both of us on edge, both of us needing what we’ve been denied for months. What should have been. What I won’t let her run from again.

Her chin lifts and she grabs fistfuls of my shirt. “You make me crazy, Cole Brooks,” she hisses. “You make me do things I wouldn’t do with anyone else.”

I lean in and press my cheek to hers, my lips by her ear. “The feeling is mutual, sweetheart,” I whisper.


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