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groaning, begging her to stop if she didn’t want him to come.
    “But I do want you to. Come for me, Felix. Fill me with everything you’ve got.”
    She wasn’t one for using such earthy language, but it obviously did something for Felix. He called out her name and she felt his cum pumping into her. The sight and sensations of her husband caught in such a powerful orgasm swept her into a climax of her own, leaving her clutching helplessly to Felix as her body heaved and shook.
    At last, Felix eased out of her, and guided her to stand on legs that still felt weak. His lips quirked in a smile. “Seems you needed that just as much as I did.”
    “Yeah, I did. And now I need a shower. Want to join me?”
    Felix shook his head. “I have to make a phone call.”
    Amber bent to pick up her scattered clothes. By the time she’d retrieved them, Felix had his phone clamped to his ear. “Don’t tell me, you’re checking in with Shona. Business never takes time off, right?”
    “Actually, it’s not Shona… Er, yes, hello there.” Amber made to leave, but Felix raised a hand in a gesture that commanded her to stay, as though she’d want to hear what he had to say. “Yes, Josh, it’s Felix Meredith. You made your train okay…? Great. Look, Amber and I have been talking and, well, how would you like to redo the interview?”
    Redo it? Amber shot Felix a stunned look. Given how reluctant he’d been to give up any of his time to speak to Glitz! , why would he suggest another interview?
    “Well, I just think we could give you a better insight into our lifestyle, that’s all… I mean, what the readers really want to know is what we spend our money on and how much fun we have doing it, not how the Midas balance sheet looks. What I was going to suggest is that you spend a week with Amber and me, and we’ll show you how we live. We’ll take you out to our beach house, maybe have a couple of days in New York. Assuming you can swing that with your editor, that is?”
    The chuckle Felix gave a moment later was obviously in response to Josh assuring him that yes, he could swing it.
    When he ended the call, Felix beamed at Amber. “See, I told you I had a plan. And I’m right, aren’t I? If Josh comes on a trip with us, he’ll get a much better feature out of it.”
    “And what will we get out of it?” Amber asked, amazed by her husband’s deviousness.
    His grin was wolfish. “Us? Why, we’ll get Josh, of course.”

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    Josh stood on the forecourt of Brookwood Station, a rucksack on the asphalt between his booted feet and his jacket collar turned up against the thin rain that fell steadily, waiting for Felix to arrive. He craned his neck in the direction of the few cars that approached, thinking how remiss of him it had been not to ask what the media mogul would be driving. Then a silver Rolls-Royce—sleek, shiny, the noise of its engine little more than a purr—pulled up to the kerb by the station entrance, and Josh realised his ride had arrived.
    The passenger window slid smoothly down. “Hi, Josh,” Felix said from inside the car, “hope you haven’t been waiting too long. Roadworks on the approach into town, I’m afraid.”
    Opening the door, Josh got into the passenger seat. He was almost afraid to put his rucksack down in the footwell, not wanting to sully the Roller’s pristine interior. “No, I’ve only been here a few minutes. This is a fantastic car, by the way.”
    “Well, I did think about coming to pick you up in the Alfa Romeo, but that would have been too flashy, don’t you think?” Felix grinned.
    Josh clicked his seatbelt in place and settled back against the soft leather upholstery. Felix explained that he would be taking the long way back to the Manor, to avoid the emergency water main repairs that had held him up on the way to the station, but Josh sensed it was also to give him more time to enjoy riding in the classic car.
    It was safe to say that Lucinda, his