Sinful Takeover: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Boardroom Games Book 2)

by Piper Sullivan

  I spun Lacey so her back was against the wall and her brown eyes looked up at me with desire and a hint of wariness. When I slid the fingers that had been inside her, into my mouth, she groaned and dropped her head back with a thunk.

  “Come over. Maybe tonight will be enough.”

  She shook her head, eyes now clear. “That isn’t a good idea.”

  I took a step closer and pressed my mouth to hers in a quick, fiery kiss filled with want and need and raw hunger. It was intoxicating and I knew I needed to pull back before things spiraled out of control. “Fine, I’ll come to your place.”

  “Walker, you’re the one who wanted the weekend.” She sounded annoyed. Confused.

  “You agreed,” I reminded her because she wouldn’t use my weakness to get more from me.

  “I did, because I wanted to sleep with you, but after the weekend in the country I realized you were right. It could only be a few days.”

  I should have felt relieved, but I didn’t. I fucking didn’t. “Yeah, because it was too good?” The question sounded bitter to my ears so her wince didn’t surprise me.

  “Yes. It was…the best,” she said and rolled her eyes at my proud smile and puffed out chest. “But that kind of sex can make it easy to forget the rules. And I’m sticking by the rules.”

  And that only made me want her more. “I’ll change your mind.”

  “No, you won’t,” she insisted, but I just smiled because Lacey thought she knew me, laid back billionaire, playboy. But she didn’t know the determined asshole who’d taken his family’s failing media holdings and turned it into a proper empire.

  “I guess we’ll see,” I told her and slipped from the bathroom, smiling as I made my way back to the table where Talia and Lukas looked a little friendlier.

  “I told you this wasn’t a good idea.” Lacey stood in barefoot on one side of her door while I stood on the other, admiring her wet body clad in nothing but a towel.

  “Yet you answered the door.” I was glad she did, but I’d be better once she took the damn chain off her door.

  “Because I knew it was you and I just finished a bath.”

  “I know, I can smell it. Lavender. Let me in, Lacey.”

  I couldn’t stand it a second longer. That lavender scent and the way a few strands of her hair clung to her body, had my cock aching to pound into her, my hands and mouth itched to revisit her body.

  Her brown eyes looked uncertain, but a beat later she closed the door and disengaged the chain before pulling it open. “Come in.” She stepped back and waved me in. Her eyes were dark with desire, and her pulse was fluttering at the base of her throat.

  I pounced, gathering her in my arms and ripping the towel from her as my mouth crashed down on hers. I drank from her succulent mouth for what felt like hours, hands roaming her damp curves as she clung to me. Melted into me. When her delicate hand reached inside my jeans and shoved them down, I was lost. “Lacey.”

  “Walker,” she groaned and turned away, hands braced on the door, her ass begging me to come closer. She gave a little wiggle and I was lost.

  “You want this too.” I wasn’t sure until now, but now that I was, my hands gripped her hips and my cock slid deep in one rough thrust.

  “Walker,” she cried out and I made sure the only thing she could say was my name as I pounded into her, hard and fast as she pushed back against me, silently begging for more. “Yes! Please! More!”

  A low growl escaped me at her words and I reached around to grab her tits, kneading her soft flesh and pinching her hard nipples while I drove deep and hard. Her cries pushing me forward, it was hard and fast and dirty and when we came together, it was spectacular.

  I felt like I was floating as I emptied into her pulsating pussy. Her cries hit me deep, and I couldn’t stop trembling for a long time. When I did, I pulled her flush against my chest and carried her to the bed.

  “I needed that.”

  She laughed. “So did I, apparently.” Her chest heaved even as she laughed and flung an arm over her face.

  “So why did you make a big deal about me showing up?”

  She shrugged. “Because I told you not to, but who am I to turn down what I know will be a spectacular experience?”

  I couldn’t fault her logic. But it would have been nice to hear that she couldn’t resist me as much as I couldn’t resist her, but the proof was in her actions. “Spectacular, huh? I like it.”

  Her laugh sounded again, and her hand landed on my chest, drawing a circle around my pec. “Oh, you know what a talented lover you are, I’m sure there are scores of women all over the world willing to sing your praises.”

  She would be shocked at how untrue that was over the past year and a half. “I’m only interested in your praises, so sing away.”

  Her hand slid down my chest, my stomach until her slight fingers and soft palm wrapped around my cock. “How about I make you sing instead?” She began to stroke me, and I lost myself in the rhythm of her small hand, the tight squeeze of her fingers as she slid up and down. The way she licked her hand and grabbed me again.

  I should have been embarrassed by how quickly she made me lose my shit, but I wasn’t. It felt too good. “Lacey.” Reaching out, I snagged her wrist to stop the sweet fucking torture.

  “Now you can tell me why you’re really here.”

  “It’s kind of hard to have a conversation like this with your hand wrapped around my cock.” A fact she well knew.

  “But you’re more likely to be truthful with your most trusted member in my hands.”

  I smiled at her, propped up on my elbows so I could look at her. “But you treat my member so well, why should I worry?” The way I felt now, so boneless and sleepy, I wasn’t worried at all.

  “If you tell the truth, you shouldn’t. But you still haven’t’ answered my question.”

  She was like a dog with a damn bone. “I wanted to see you. I needed to see you, to taste you.”

  “So, you like my hair?”

  “Yes. No. It’s different and I liked it curly. When it’s curly it’s you. It’s sexy as hell straight, but too much like everyone else.” It must have been the right thing to say because a soft blush touched her skin and she crawled up my body.

  “Thanks.”

  “Have you heard from the Shepherd siblings?”

  “Yes and no. I ran into Katelyn at the salon, but they’ve been pretty effective at dodging my attempts to talk and gather information.”

  “Me too.” But I didn’t care, not when her hands roamed up and down my arms, slowly stoking the fire deep in me. “Why did you let me in?” I had to know.

  “I couldn’t resist.”

  That was it. An easy answer for a not so easy question. “Good to know. Now come here so I can tell you something.”

  “What?” She leaned in until her tits were pressed against my chest, so soft and so smooth.

  “Closer.” She leaned in and brushed her lips against mine.

  “Close enough?” She asked, a sexy smile on her face.

  I shook my head. “Not even close.” And I spent the next few hours showing her exactly how close I wanted, needed us to be.

  Lacey

  “I’m not sure what Katie told you, Ms. Sayers but we aren’t close to making a decision yet.”

  Greg Shepherd sat across from me with his spine erect, white-blond hair glimmering in the sunlight filtering in to the conference room.

  “I am well aware of the situation we find ourselves in, but that’s why I’d like to speak with you about a different venture.” There had been no time to talk to Blake about this idea, because literally every time I went to his office he and Poppy were fused at the mouth and headed towards naked time. So, I was flying on my own with this.

  “Anything less than Katie and I retaining a majority share in the company is unacceptable.”

  Well that just blew my proposal out of the water. I stared at Greg for a long moment. Katelyn did most of the talking usually, so I
didn’t have a read on him, other than the assumption about his ego based on his Olympic past. But I knew when someone had no interest in a deal, and Blake had taught me all about cutting my losses. I stood and repacked my proposal materials before turning to the Shepherds.

  “Thank you for letting me know and thank you for your time.”

  He frowned. “That’s it? ‘Thank you for your time’? You’ve been calling us for weeks and that’s all you have to say? Unbelievable.”

  “If you had no interest in actually selling that would have been useful information at any time over the past few weeks. If you want to sell shares in your company, that’s your choice. But Peak Adventures is not interested in that kind of deal, so yeah Greg, that’s all I have to say.”

  “Fucking vultures,” he growled and shook his head in disgust.

  “Excuse me, vultures? You think you can just offer a small piece of a company that you don’t know how to run and that’s enough? That’s throwing away my money for no reason. But again, this is your company. Good luck.”

  “Walker Titus will be here shortly, if that changes anything.” With those words, the tremble in his tone and the tension that made his voice waver I knew. They were playing games, hoping to use Walker and I to drive the price up. It wasn’t very smart though, because even with the notoriety, the station was barely worth their asking price.

  “It doesn’t.” But what it did was strengthen my resolve. My idea was a way forward using Blake’s plan, and though we’d have to invest in the initial setup, we could probably save money in the end. I walked out of the KBBM offices with my head held high. I might have lost the deal, but I had a better plan laid out.

  It would have to be enough.

  “Lacey!”

  I turned at Walker’s voice and instead of feeling angry or frustrated, I felt relieved and that didn’t make any damn sense. “What’s up Walker?”

  “How’d it go?”

  He looked so eager, so ready to make a deal and for the first time I felt like I was looking at the business tycoon Walker. For as long as he and Lukas had been friends he had been the rich playboy, the charming goofball, the wanderer. But I had never seen this version of him, in a crisp slate gray suit and sharp white shirt. His hair had been trimmed just enough to give him that devil may care air that was so damned appealing. His green tie matched his eyes and I knew that Walker came to do business.

  I shrugged. “I’ll let you see for yourself. Good luck.”

  “You’re not upset things clearly didn’t go your way?” His shock was palpable and it made me wonder what kind of women were in his past.

  “I’m disappointed it didn’t work out, but if it works out for you why would I be upset? I wouldn’t have met you if not for KBBM so it’s not like you lied about your intentions.”

  His shoulders relaxed at my words and he flashed a smile. “Dinner tonight?”

  I frowned. “Do we have a ‘do dinner’ kind of friendship?”

  “We’ve tasted every inch of each other’s bodies, and you think a meal might be too much?” He smirked, and I wanted to smack him and kiss him at the same time.

  “No, I’m just asking, because that sounds like a date and we don’t do those.”

  “We do now. I’ll either want to celebrate or commiserate after this, and you’re my partner in crime either way. I’ll stop by when I’m done.” He kissed my cheek, shocking the hell out of me, and disappeared into the KBBM offices.

  This day just kept getting weirder, but I needed to get back to the office and talk to Blake. But first I needed to make sure I’d have a captive audience.

  “Hey Talia, is your boss in her building, or mine?”

  Walker

  “You’re early.” Lacey opened her door looking grumpy and sexy in a robe and fuzzy slippers.

  I shrugged and pushed into her place. “The Shepherds were bullshitting. Again. So, I left them with a few things to think about and took care of a few things.” Most of those things were for our celebration tonight. “Not that I’m complaining, but is that what you’re wearing?”

  She gave me a saucy look and untied the sash on her robe. “Depends on where we’re going.” The robe opened, revealing sexy red and black lace that instantly made my mouth water. The red lace cupped her tits perfectly and the fan of black lace hid the trace of nipple I knew I’d see there.

  “If you don’t get dressed soon, the answer is going to be nowhere.” How was it that it was Lacey, sweet Lacey with the curly hair who brought me to my knees? Who stripped me of all of my resolve and willpower? Under normal circumstances I wanted her, but right here, right now with the lace and bows looking sexy and girly, I couldn’t resist her.

  “Then I guess I better hurry,” she shot back in a thick, husky voice and let the robe fall to the floor, giving me the perfect view of her heart shaped ass as she walked away.

  “Can I watch?” I called out as she turned down the hall that led to her bedroom.

  “If you can keep your hands to yourself.”

  I couldn’t promise that, and I really wanted to go out tonight. Between work and this damn KBBM deal, I was spending too much time indoors. So, instead I took a moment to look around her place. It was completely Lacey with hints of girlish whimsy in the unicorn figurines on her shelf, the sophisticated executive was there too with the modern furniture that was also comfortable. Splashes of color were everywhere to make the place inviting and warm.

  “Did you decorate this place?”

  “Of course I did. Who would have decorated it, Lukas?”

  “Smartass,” I mumbled and looked at all the photos of Lacey with her brothers all over the world, Peak Adventures signs and logos in the background.

  “You ask a silly question, get a silly answer.”

  “Fuck, Lacey.” She looked like a walking, talking wet dream in a short black dress that was mostly made up of lace and looked like there was nothing underneath. “You look…amazing.”

  A nervous laugh bubbled up out of her. “Amazing, huh? I’ve never been called that before, I kind of like it.”

  It fit the fucking bill. The dress showed off long shapely legs and wrapped around her snugger than a lover. “The word fits,” I assured her, turning and cupping her jaw. “You’re not one of those women who throws a fit about messing up your lipstick?”

  Red lips curled up and she shook her head. “With the way you kiss Walker, you can mess it up whenever you want.”

  That was all the encouragement I needed to capture her lips. She tasted of mint and cinnamon, and something distinctly Lacey that I couldn’t get enough of as I devoured her mouth.

  “I can’t get enough of you.”

  She put one delicate hand to my chest and gave it a gentle shove. “Tell me about it. Let’s get out of here before we end up naked on the floor.”

  My laughed turned to a groan when she threw on a pair of tall black stilettos that offered a hint of red with every step she took. “Later tonight, I’m putting the request in now. You, me and nothing but those shoes.”

  Lacey sucked in a breath and grinned. “Best deal I’ve heard all day.”

  Our first stop was a table at Nomad, an upscale restaurant with a bold modern menu that I thought Lacey might appreciate. The space was wide open and offered little in the way of privacy, but the tasting menu had just received glowing reviews. “Hard to believe this is all there is.”

  She burst out laughing, tugging on my arm like I’d just made a joke. “It’s minimalist but delicious. I can’t believe you got a table here, wait until I tell Lukas.”

  I frowned at her when we were seated in our all white booth. “Lukas can’t get a table here?” That was hard to believe.

  She shrugged. “He slept with the hostess and she thought it was the start of something beautiful. He did not.”

  “Ouch. Too bad. Do I get points since you’ll undoubtedly rub it in his face?”

  “You got all the points when you said I looked amazing.”

  I la
ughed, feeling a warm sensation inside that I couldn’t explain. Maybe it was pride or maybe it was affection, but I pushed it way down and flashed a smile. “Good to know.” We fell into a comfortable silence as we chose which tasting menu to get and which wines to go with it.

  “So, Walker, tell me something about you. Do you like your job?”

  “What kind of question is that?” It wasn’t the question women typically asked which was a relief, but still it was an odd one.

  “Well I know that you and Blake are alike in a lot of ways, mainly that you both took over the family business because you had to. Blake is protective of Peak and I know he adores his job because he excels at bossing people around. But I wondered if you liked it.”

  That was a thoughtful question and one I had no real answer for. “I’m good at it, but that comes with experience. I suppose I like it. It’s not my major passion in life, but it’s all right.”

  “Well what is, then? Your passion in life?”

  “At the moment, it’s you.” It was a cop out, and we both knew it, but Lacey was kind enough to let it pass. “What about you, are you happy?”

  “I am. I like marketing and I’m good at it, but I want to be more…I don’t know, forceful? Aggressive?” She shrugged. “I just want to be taken seriously when I say shit and have people do what I say, when I say it. Not when Blake or Lukas confirms that what I said was right.” There was a lot of frustration in her voice and I felt bad for her, never realizing how hard it must be.

  “Is that what the KBBM deal is about?”

  “No. I’ve been giving Blake a hard time about giving me more responsibility, and with the company and Poppy’s pregnancy, he did it out of necessity.”

  “Is that a problem?”

  “No, I’m happy for the opportunity. And the experience, even if I didn’t get the outcome he wanted.”

  “You still might,” I assured her, because though we hadn’t talked about it, my meeting didn’t go much better. “Don’t give up yet, Lacey. Business deals go through stages and die a million deaths before the contracts are signed.”