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“I loved it. So did Becks. Thank you.”
“Happy to hear it. Hope you left a large tip.”
“You make it sound so dirty.”
“It’s your mind that’s dirty. I was enquiring about the waiter’s welfare.”
“I left a substantial tip,” I said. “I’ve seen the amounts you tip, and I wanted to make you proud.”
“You’re getting the hang of things.” His expression is approving.
“Yes, I am,” I say in a voice that I hope comes across as sexy.
“Did it feel good? To tip like that?”
“Yes. I loved it. It was one of the highlights.” It was true. It felt so good that it made me want to make more money.
“So money isn’t the root of all evil, then?”
“I never said it was.”
“Ha,” he scoffs. “But you’re always thinking it.”
“You’re wrong,” I say. “I’m always thinking about you.” I get on my knees, wobbling a bit on the bed, and open his robe, revealing his godlike body. “And I’m always thinking about your amazing cock.”
The word sounds harsh in my mouth. I’m not used to it, but I have a feeling that will be changing. For now, Dutch courage will do.
“I’ve been looking forward to this all day,” I murmur.
He pulls my head back gently and I part my lips, wanting him to kiss me. “You stole the words right out of my mouth,” he whispers, then plunges his tongue inside. I feel a spark of physical desire where our lips meet, and it surges down inside my body as he kisses me intently.
“Alistair,” I moan, when we finally come up for air. I hold his cock, gently but firmly. “I want you so badly. I’ve been wanting to suck your cock since the minute I saw you.”
So far, our sex has been all about me and my body. It’s time for him to be worshipped.
He inhales deeply, enjoying the feeling of my palm on him.
In fact, I decide, in my sake-addled state, I need to do more for Alistair. He does so much for me. I’m going to start doing my own research on how to please a man. All I know are the basics, but I want him to be blown away—for lack of a better phrase.
“I want to please you,” I say.
“Oh, Ivy, you do,” he replies.
“Tell me what you want me to do.”
He seems to think about it for a second. “Take off your top.”
I’m on my knees on the bed. My heels are still on. I lock eyes with him as I remove my new blouse. The bra I’m wearing is lacy and pushes my boobs up in a perfect way.
Alistair runs a finger along the top of the lace. It’s so slow, and so fucking sexy.
“Take it off,” he repeats, and I obey.
My breasts fall free and Alistair draws in a breath. I know he’s admiring the way they move; I love the way they move, too. They make me feel so feminine, so sexy.
Seeing the hunger in his eyes, I don’t wait for the next instruction. I lower my face to his cock and slowly, gently, put just the tip in my mouth.
He exhales in a long hiss. Knowing it feels good to him turns me on so much. I keep it super gentle, super slow, just tease the tip with my tongue. Already hard in my hand, his cock grows harder still, and I start moving my fingers up and down the shaft while my tongue takes the tip. He groans. I can tell he needs more, but I make him wait.
