Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(39)

That voice had me catch my breath. He sounded just like Mason, and I fought the urge to go and see Marcus in person.

“Besides my gut instinct, Marc, nope. Not at this time. Listen up, gentlemen. Over the ten years we’ve been in business, we have a ninety percent success rate as far as investments go. The only variation is the amount of money we make. Charles Bernstein is a sneaky, untrustworthy bastard and always has been. Everything looks good on the surface, but there is always something hidden with him. I don’t trust him, and I don’t want the name of this company associated with him. End of discussion.”

“We clearly know how you feel about the man, Mason. Let’s keep personal feelings out of this,” a grungy, dark voice boomed back.

Mason replied, seemly without feeling, “Of all the things you can say about me, father, mixing business with personal shit isn’t my forte.”

Mason paused a beat and just stared into the screen. I finished my breakfast and rinsed off my plate.

Finally, Mason spoke, “Look, Marc. This isn’t a good idea. Trust me on that. I have a few business deals coming down the pike that would put this Bernstein to shame, five times over.”

There was silence on the speaker.

Then Marcus sighed, “Okay, Mason. The Bernstein deal is dead.”

A barrage of yelling voices invaded the speaker, and Mason wore a confident smirk on his face as he folded his arms. He then raised his voice, and everyone became silent.

“Let’s get a few things straight, gentlemen. You all may have a stake in this company, but that’s all you have. If you want to be bought out at any moment, your shares can and will be absorbed with no problem. I’m not beyond doing that. My brother and I have made a lot of you very wealthy. If you would like to stay that way, I suggest you end this discussion here and now. If that doesn’t happen, we can definitely buy you out. Then you all can come together and buy into the Bernstein deal yourselves. By the way, I happen to know that some of you have already done so. Just be very sure you understand that West’s Investment Inc. will not have its name anywhere near this business deal. If I find out this has happened, please understand I will destroy you without prejudice. Make no mistake, I mean every word I say. Let my brother know your decision either way.” He then punched a button and stood.

During his call, I realized, as I watched him intently, that I was thoroughly turned on by him. I mean panties wet type of turned on, if I had any panties on at that moment. Mason glanced up at me a few times during his call, and I wondered if he knew I was turned on by him. I mean, the way his muscles tightened and tensed up…the power they exuded had my muscles clenching with desire. I actually wanted him to put me up against the wall and fuck me senseless. I was completely sore after our seven-hour fiasco, but all was forgotten while he was on his call.

He walked over to me as I stood in the kitchen frozen. The hunger in his eyes grew as he got closer to me. A shit-eating grin graced his handsome face, as he touched my face. Does he know I’m horny? Can he tell? I tried to change my facial expression to a blank look, but that made his grin broaden.

Smug bastard.

“Did you have enough to eat?”

He laced his fingers with mine.

I smiled and tried to look as innocent as I could. “Yes, I did. Thanks for that.” My smile was so bashful. “Maybe I should be going. I don’t want to hold you up any longer.”

He shook his head and trapped my body against the counter with his. “Do you have some special place to be?”

The clean smell from the obvious shower he took was tempting me and clouding my judgment. “I have class.”

He shook his head. “Nope. Classes are canceled. I checked the news. The city is pretty much shutdown for the day.”

“Oh, okay. Well… Mason, I should go.”

He tilted his head. “I don’t want you to go.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope. Maxine, there’s no way I have successfully devoured your body to my satisfaction yet. And damn it if I’m not fucking starving for you right now.”

I gasped in shock, trying to hide my delight. I mean what sane heterosexual female wouldn’t love to hear a man tell her he was starving for her.

He bent down and placed light, sweet kisses along the back of my ear, down my neck, to my shoulders. I tilted my neck a little to give him more room. His hands let mine go as he reached underneath my shirt and grabbed my bare ass.

“Fuck me, baby. Are you naked under this?” he asked me, as he continued to place soft kisses along my neck.

I moaned my answer, as his hands went around to the front of me, and his fingers traveled in between my legs. I opened them further, so he had better access to me. He wasted no time putting two fingers inside of me.