“Your brother?” She tilted her head as if she were waiting to hear more.
“I have some family baggage of my own.” Holden looked into her eyes and for the first time since he was a little kid, he felt as if he had someone in his corner no matter what happened. “My dad owns the company. I’m illegitimate, so Director Lord is my half-brother.”
Mary Allison’s eyes bugged and she hissed through her teeth. “This is bad.”
“Why? I swear our relationship won’t affect your working with the company.” He touched her hand.
“That’s not what I’m worried about.” She wrung her hands while looking off to the side.
“It’s okay. You can tell me.” He cupped her face, making her look at him.
Her eyebrows lifted. “Would it be a problem if I have slept with him?”
Holden gasped, his stomach turning. Did I hear her right? Please…no. He tasted bile. “You slept with my brother?”
“No, your father,” Mary Allison shook her head, smirking.
Holden blew out the breath he was holding and rolled his eyes before picking up his pillow and smacking her on the side of the arm with it. “Damn, you’re a good liar. You had me going.”
She tilted her head, looking away while trying to keep a straight face. “Whatever could you mean?”
He crinkled his nose. “No way in hell.” She burst out laughing, covering her mouth.
“That wasn’t funny! I nearly pissed myself when I thought you were talking about Ian!” He frowned, huffing. “And my dad…Do you have any idea how disgusting what you just said is? Dad’s eighty-two and has prostate cancer as well as a heart condition. The old goat hasn’t been able to get it up for years.”
As Mary Allison rolled around on the bed laughing, Holden rolled his eyes. “I’m glad you’re so proud of your poor behavior.”
“I lighten the mood.” She smiled before pressing a kiss to his lips.
He seized her by the waist and flipped her onto her back before grabbing her wrists and playfully holding her down on the bed. “You are terrible! My old man probably weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet. He sits with a blanket covering his lap because he’s always cold and has his manservant push him around in a wheelchair because he gets tired easily. He has age spots! Be glad I take after my mother’s dad.”
She giggled, shimming and wiggling beneath him while arching her back, pushing her breasts closer to his line of vision. “If you’re going to hold me down, make it worth my wile.”
He anchored his lips to hers, stroking her hair. “Okay. You got me.”
“So, what are you going to say to your brother?” Her green eyes glimmered with shades of yellow as she lifted her neck and kissed his neck.
“Honestly it doesn’t matter. I have a master’s in English from Oxford, and I’m no fool. I never would have moved to the States without an ironclad contract. Technically I’m already an assistant director and I’m paid like one. I’ve been avoiding a confrontation, but telling Ian off might be the only way to stop him from jerking me around.”
“You mean you let him treat you like a chump for almost a year just to cozy up to me?” She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his.
A slight warmth crossed Holden’s cheeks and he averted his gaze. “I like you a lot.”
She nipped at his bottom lip. “Then hold me tight.”
“Gladly.” He pointed to his already recovered dick. “Ready for the next round.”
She nodded while lapping at the seam of his lips. He pushed into the kiss, sucking her tongue toward his mouth before breaking away and licking a straight line down her torso. He lingered at her pink pussy, licking her clit and kissing her folds. He refocused his attention on the puckered hole between her plump cheeks. Grabbing her thighs, he pushed her knees closer to her head while his tongue punched at the rimmed opening.
A gasp burst from Mary Allison’s lips. He had a hunch she wouldn’t mind a little kink, but he had no reassurances. He weathered the risk, flicking his tongue back and forth before swirling it around in a circular motion.
“Holden?” Her voice was barely a whisper. His heart skipped a beat.
He slathered her hole with saliva while listening for further protests, but she cooed and moaned while stroking his hair. He lavished wet affection on her entire nether region, enjoying the smooth feel of her hot, hairless pussy against his lips. He breathed her in, holding her delicious scent in his nostrils before he dipped his fingers inside her pussy. After coating the digits in warm, sticky cream, he positioned his finger at her rear entrance. She sucked in a heavy breath as he nudged his pinky against the rim, breaching her constricted passage.
She whimpered. “Holden, don’t.” Her plea sounded half-hearted.
“But I have to claim every inch, make you all mine.” He stilled his finger without removing it, suspecting she might relent her objection.
“But…I’m scared.”
The note of shyness in her voice made his cock twitch. He glanced at her face, noting her dilated pupils and bright red cheeks before she covered her face with her hand. Her bashful demeanor made him more determined to devour her completely.
“Ever been made love to here?” He drew his finger back and then pressed the tip against the circular muscle.
“Are you serious?” She shook her head. “No, I have not. Have you?”
“Yeah, I know how to make it good for you.”
“You’ve been made love to there?” He caught her hint of
