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referring to?” I asked as I leaned over the counter and touched up my mascara.
    “ Your best sex ever: 20 moves from cuddly to crazy . Are you planning on getting wild and crazy with your suits?”
    “Stop calling them suits, and no, I am not going to get wild and crazy. I was tired and I didn’t want to lose my place in the magazine.”
    “Sure.”
    “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” I asked. “Like maybe downstairs with James?”
    “Good idea,” she said as she jumped up from the bed.
    I finished touching up my makeup and I ran my fingers through my wavy hair. I slipped into my little black dress, put on my Jimmy Choos, grabbed my evening bag, and headed downstairs. James whistled as I walked into the kitchen.
    “Two nights out in a row. I think I deserve a raise.” He winked.
    “Very funny.” I smirked.
    Kirsty was sitting at the table, swooning over James. She looked like a lovesick puppy dog.
    “Who is it tonight?” James asked.
    “Don.”
    “That guy? There’s something off about him.”
    “Right? That’s what I told her. But she insists he’s okay,” Kirsty interjected.
    “Are the two of you finished? I have an art gallery to get to.”
    James and Kirsty laughed as I walked out the door. Kirsty yelled, “Make sure to show Don your twenty wild and crazy sex moves.”
    I flipped her off as I climbed in the limo. I couldn’t stop thinking about Green Eyes. I kept picturing the moment I looked over and saw him staring at me. He definitely was hot, and the way his t-shirt clung to his body showed off his muscular arms and a hint of ripped abs underneath. That was from a distance. I could only imagine what that body looked like up close. The suits I dated, their bodies were okay. Nothing to write home about, that was for sure. They were in shape. They had some muscle tone, but nothing compared to Green Eyes.
    “Earth to Sierra,” James said as he looked back at me.
    “Huh?” I said as I snapped out of my daydream.
    “Your date is waiting for you outside the gallery. Look.”
    “It’s not a date, James.”
    “Whatever you say, Sierra.”
    He opened the door and helped me out. “I’ll be going home with Don tonight, so pick me up in the morning around seven.”
    “Will do, Sierra. Have a good night.” He smiled.
    I looked at Don, who gave me a small wave, and then I looked at James and rolled my eyes. I put on my fake smile as I walked over to him.
    “Look at you, sexy beast.” He smiled as he tried to kiss my lips. Thank God I had quick reflexes. I turned my head so his lips hit my cheek.
    “Hello, Don. Shall we see what this art gallery has to offer?”
    “Of course.” He smiled as he put his hand on the small of my back.
    We toured the gallery and mingled with some very influential people. I was known in L.A. Actually, I was known around the world. I was the youngest female ever to be put into a CEO position of a top advertising firm. Hell, any firm, for that matter. Every time the waiter would walk by, I grabbed a glass of champagne and downed it.
    “Are you ready to be fucked senseless?” Don whispered in my ear. “I’ve been staring at that pussy all night and I want to spank that hot, firm ass of yours until you scream so loud, I come.”
    Seriously? I thought to myself. “There will be no spanking tonight, Don.” The truth was that I was still a little sore from Royce’s not-so-tender hand last night.
    “Behave yourself or no kinky sex,” I said. I almost gagged myself.
    We climbed into his limo and he couldn’t wait. His tongue traveled down my neck as his fingers forcefully made their way into me. I gasped.
    “I’m surprised you’re not wet,” he whispered as his tongue slid down my cleavage. “I’m as hard as a rock already.”
    My mind traveled to where it always did with these guys: George Clooney.
    “Yeah, there you go, baby. Now you’re dripping. I want you to fucking come. Do you understand me?”
    “Yes, Geo—Don.” Oops. I almost slipped