Ramsey Security (Ramsey Security #1-3)(160)

“I’m really going to kick your ass.”

“I know, but it’ll be worth it. You should see your face when I say shit like that.”

Minka wraps her arms around me and gives me a big happy smile.

“Let’s finish this job and get started on all the bling and babies and other stuff.”

“First we gotta see your mom. Also, I want you to meet my mom.”

“What if your mom doesn’t like me?”

“I’ll talk her into it. I’m pretty good at conning chicks.”

Minka shakes her head, but she can’t stop smiling. I got her wrapped around my little finger. As good as this feels, I can’t deny she has me wrapped around her finger too.





24


Minka

Bluffing a Bluffer

My cell vibrates on the nearby towel. Submerged in the bubbling hot tub water, I force myself to reach for the phone. Dino watches me in the lazy way he’s been watching me since we arrived at the hotel.

The caller ID shows Rafael Ramsey, and I’m fairly certain I know why he’s bugging me this late in the evening.

“What’s up?” I ask casually.

“Tell me you didn’t call in the Arizona Moving Company.”

“I refuse to dumb down things for you. Figure out the answer on your own.”

Rafael sighs. “I didn’t think you’d gone insane, but Dino might have f*cked you stupid, so I needed to ask.”

I nudge Dino under the water with my foot. He smiles as his fingers slide around my ankle.

“Dino’s dick is impressive, but my brain remains intact.”

“Good to know. Vaughn called Cooper who called me. Let’s just say they weren’t happy.”

“I’m not their therapist, Rafael. Did you tell them that when they were crapping themselves?”

“No. I consider these people friends.”

“Oh. Well, keep in mind I don’t know them, so I’ve been running with the hostile angle. Was that a mistake?”

“Does it matter at this point?”

“No.”

“So, do you have this handled?”

“We’re golden. Black will be dealt with, and you’ll be the hero. The world will applaud your superior managerial skills.”

“I do enjoy a good standing ovation.”

“I know you do, and since everyone thinks Dino and I are idiots, you’ll get full credit.”

“Works for me. Have fun with your Italian Sausage.”

Frowning, I sigh. “Harlow has a big mouth.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” Rafael says, laughing. “Night.”

Hanging up, I set the phone back on the towel and then reach for Dino.

“Was that stressful for you?” he teases, wrapping his arms possessively around me. “Italian Sausage, huh?”

“How did you hear that?”

“I have excellent hearing. Probably because I didn’t grow up listening to shitty rock music full blast.”

“I called you that in the most endearing way,” I murmur against his throat. “So f*cking endearing.”

Searching for his erection, I moan once his hard flesh strokes the tender spot between my legs.

“The shop is back open,” I whisper.

“I was ready to break in if it wasn’t.”

Holding his gaze, I roll my hips. “Can we do it here?”

“No. Someone might see. Only I get to see what’s hiding in here,” he says, sliding his fingers under my bikini bottom and inside my hot center. “Do you understand?”

“What if I didn’t?”

“I have a few ideas about how to make sure you did.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Yes.”

A smile spreads across my flushed face. “This is why I love you.” Dino’s steely gaze falters, and I can’t help laughing. “You didn’t think I’d be that big of a pushover, now did you?”

“With my dick this hard, it’s shocking I can think at all.”

I stand up and reach for the towel. “My shop very much wants to help with your hard dick problem.”

When a grinning Dino stands, I nearly orgasm at the sight of all his wet, hard muscles. My fingers can’t decide if they want to touch him or the needy spot between my legs.

“We need to hurry,” I whisper.

Dino chases me to the elevator where we get a little foreplay out of the way. Once the doors open, we haul ass down to our room. I know we should be on guard, but I’m too horny to care.

As soon as we enter the room, I strip out of my bikini. Dino turns off the internal cameras. He doesn’t rush to join me, instead watching me crawl on the bed.

“Are you ready to see my Italian sausage?” he asks without any humor.

My eyes widen as I bounce on the bed. “Yes, please.”

Dino laughs at my enthusiasm. “I’m trying to set a mood here, Apples.”

“Save the fancy shit for another day,” I say, rolling onto my back and spreading my legs in the air. “For tonight, just pork me, okay?”

Dino removes his swim trunks and tosses them towards the bathroom. My gaze only focuses on the thick erection I imagine inside me. Dino crawls over me and finds my lips.