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to hold her
tongue or plan on finding somewhere else as her employment.
    “Oh, really? High horse is it? You should talk,
Sweetheart,” he responded bluntly. “Ever take a look in the mirror lately? Or
do you only see emptiness and despair when your reflection comes back to you?”
    Mecenna ignored his gibe. “You were waiting for Lace
to leave us alone, weren’t you?” she asked.
    He couldn’t react to this, knowing she was trying to
get his goat. Yet he wondered how it possible for the captain of the ship to
abandon all self-reasoning and join the crew in mutiny.
    “No. But I’m glad she has, though I never thought to
do this to you tonight…”
    “Some other night, perhaps?” she interrupted, as a
single brow rose to amplify her nastiness.
    Casey’s tone turned formal, all business-like. “No,
this wouldn’t have happened any other night either, Mecenna. If you hadn’t
opened your mouth the wrong way…”
    She took a step forward and touched his arm.
    Unfortunately, Casey reacted in a way she’d likely
wanted of him. He flinched from her gentle touch.
    “Why can’t you just tell me the truth, Griffen?” she
asked.
    Her plead silken voice stung his ears. His eyes rose.
They’d lowered to her palm and slender fingers touching his arm.
    “What do you think I am not saying?” he asked.
    “You, Big Boy, are not saying you want me in the worst
possible way.”
    He rolled his eyes, chuckling to mask the seriousness
of his thoughts. “Fuck, Mecenna! Of course I want you. Any man with eyes would
want you. You have what it would take to please a man—in more ways than one.
Firm tits, great ass, and you’re needy. Guys love that shit. A needy woman is
an easy fuck and every man on earth wants things easy when it comes to sex.”
    Her placid expression changed in a single heartbeat.
“Just not you.”
    Casey’s expression changed, as well, into acceptance.
    “Just not me,” he echoed.
    Before Mecenna could pull more out of him in the way
of truthfulness, he figured offering it to her without further struggle would
be in his best interest. “You’re my employee, Sweetheart. I can’t lose you over
a hot, one-night fuck, with a more than ready cunt.” His eyes lowered to the
specific area of her body as a sudden smile came forth.
    “Oh, yeah? Who says I have any interest in you in a
sexual way?”
    She tried her damnedest to make this sound truthful,
but her struggles to convince him of this lie had only increased the slight
tremble her body betrayed her with.
    Damnit, just the mere mention of a wetted cunt
involving a one-night stand got him even harder, to where it became painful. He
stepped forward, grabbed Mecenna by the shoulder with his left hand, slid his
right hand down her pencil thin waist and shoved his index finger deep into the
aforementioned wetted heat; no questions, no invitation, not even an arched
brow to warn the temptress this was going to happen.
    He literally pulled her hips toward him by the crook
of his finger stuck inside her, then slid his finger in and out to prove his
point. These swift actions created the expected gasp he’d wanted to come out of
her delicate mouth, but she did not pull away or show the invasion as unwanted.
In fact, truth be told, she’d dared him to do even more by the lowering of her
lashes and the try if you might smile held firmly on her face.
    She was wet, wide, and ready for him. Physical
confirmation could not lie. All he’d need to do would be to lower the zipper of
his jeans then screw her until she begged for mercy.
    “You can’t lie to me, Mecenna—ever,” he rasped out.
    Casey eased his finger out of her swollen slit and
with an unexpected movement on his part, shocking his conscience, he stuck his
finger directly into his mouth, sucking off her honeyed moisture.
    Mecenna’s eyes had followed the movement to
completion.
    And he could see that in all the time she’d known him,
not once would she have thought he could shock her in such a