Takeover (The Takeover Series Book 1) by Anna Zabo

Author:Anna Zabo [Zabo, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2021-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Michael knew he’d unsettled Sam, but he doubted anyone else noticed. Payback for the cuff link in the office and for expecting him to drop everything and be at Forum. Never mind that it stiffened Michael’s cock to see Sam off-kilter. When Vijay Malik launched into his keynote, Michael shifted in his seat so that his thigh pressed against Sam’s in the darkened room. Sam’s hitched breath was music to Michael’s ears. Every so often, Michael shifted, to remind Sam he was there, next to him.

Sam sipped his coffee and focused intently on the Sundra CEO. After a few minutes he smiled and pressed back against Michael.

When Malik wrapped up his keynote touting the best year for Sundra yet, Michael moved his body away from Sam’s. Best to let Sam catch his breath and compose himself. A few minutes later, strong applause signaled the end of Malik’s speech. When it died back, Malik introduced the next speaker—S. Randell Anderson.

Sam rose and strode onstage with an air of confidence that had most of the room leaning forward. He launched right into his introduction to Four Rivers’ latest release and his experience as CEO.

Michael relaxed his shoulders a bit. Everything he’d done today, he’d done with this result in mind—get Sam onto that stage with as much energy and power as he could. The future of Four Rivers depended on that, whether or not his secondary plan of coaxing the man into his bed came to fruition. He could be a manipulative bastard when he wanted. The suit helped—which is why he didn’t wear one often. That dominant role he liked a little too much, but it wasn’t one he desired full-time.

Which was why, in so many ways, Sam was perfect. Submissive at times, but not always. They fit. Except for the boss and not-out part.

On the stage, Sam rarely kept still. He paced to the side of the screen that displayed his presentation, so close to careering over the edge of the platform that the tension in the room was palatable.

Pure Sam. Intelligent, beautiful. In command.

Well, for the moment. Michael resisted the urge to smile. Sam still wanted Michael. His expression when Michael had arrived in the lobby had been priceless, and one Michael planned to remember. The curve of those lips and the startled, yet hungry, look. Oh yes, Michael cleaned up well, and Sam, for all his type-A control, needed to surrender to power now and then. An image of a very different Sam than the one on stage—naked and on his knees, hands tied behind his back, mouth open in silent pleading—flashed through Michael’s mind and stiffened his dick.

Tonight, with any luck.

It would have to be Sam’s choice, though. Michael wasn’t going to chase after him—just entice. Play. Sam certainly was no Rasheed, but he still had a closetful of issues—and unless he did something about those, there was no hope beyond New Orleans.

Michael’s heart ached for a moment and he took a breath. A quick glance at

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