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“You know…” His hand found her cheek and he cupped her jaw, his thumb rubbing lightly against her cheek. “I might just be exactly what you need to get yourself back in the game. It’s time we both started living and nothing makes you feel more alive than a good fuck.”
“You would be a good…” She lowered her gaze. What did she have to lose? Obviously, the man wanted her. She could tell by peeking at his boxers. She was fully aware of his motivations, so there was no possible way she could get hurt. No matter how good the “no-strings, no-commitment” sex would be with this man, she’d keep her distance.
“I’ve never had any complaints,” he coaxed.
He was breaking out the big guns. Using the fact that he was über-talented with his…equipment.
“I want to make love to you, slow and steady, memorize every inch of you.” He stepped as close as he could without pressing their bodies together. “Let go, Sterling. Let me in.”
Her head spun with his closeness and just like that all rational thought flew right out of the closet.
“I just want to see one thing.” She unconsciously held her breath as she slid her hands inside the elastic of his boxers and drew them down, exposing his length. She let out a heavy breath, partly out of relief, partly out of desire. It was just as she had suspected. His penis was exquisite. She hadn’t seen very many penises in her life and she doubted the number would grow exponentially after him, but none of them made her stomach tight with excitement. Not one of them made her long to touch, to taste.
Would it have been a deal breaker if his package hadn’t matched the rest of his perfect body? Good thing she didn’t have to make that decision. Because at this moment, the sincerity in his eyes told her everything she needed to know. This man would take her to the heights of pleasure, a place she’d always longed to go. And so help her, she was going to join him there.
For some reason, Boring Sterling vanished when Jack Vaughn was around. They would finish what they started. Maybe then, she’d be able to work alongside him and not wonder what it would be like to have her legs wrapped around him.
She licked her lips, dropping to her knees.
“Sterling…”
She’d never enjoyed giving blow jobs. It was always a chore. Always something that had to be done to please someone else. But if she took Jack’s hard length into her mouth she’d be pleasing herself.
And wasn’t that what her life was all about now?
…
Jack stared down at the beautiful woman on her knees in front of him. This wasn’t the position he intended when he’d propositioned her. Which was a no-brainer. Walking into the closet, seeing her trying on those shoes—the excitement
in her eyes worked as an aphrodisiac. Employee or not, he wasn’t letting her get away this time.
Her hands massaged his thighs as she watched him intently, taking in every nuance of his manhood.
The sight of Sterling on her knees, the sight of her hand gripping his cock, her mouth only inches from his length, had his heart pounding against his ribs and his blood simmering. He was ready to erupt at the simple touch of her tongue. She leaned forward and licked, a slow glide from the base, and when she reached the tip she made a noise. A sweet, sexy, mumbled little noise that caused him to swell. She repeated her action, slow, then fast, winding her tongue around the tip. Christ she was good at this.
Finally, the warmth of her mouth took in his entire length. She rested for a moment, then swallowed, the back of her throat tickling his tip. His thighs clenched and his hips jerked forward. He needed to feel that warmth, needed to know she was taking him in as much as she could. She allowed him to stay buried in her mouth as she breathed through her nostrils, the tiny wisps of air tickling his pelvis.
She finally pulled back, slowly, her tongue gliding along the underside of his shaft. And just when he thought she was done, she thrust her mouth down hard to the base, her hand squeezing his balls in a steady rhythm.
Her mouth felt too good. Just as he’d imagined based on their too-brief first night together. But this wasn’t what he wanted right now. This wasn’t what he needed.
He wanted to feel the squeeze of her core, the contraction around him as he brought her to orgasm. He stepped back, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a pop. She licked her lips. They were plump and red, desire heavy in her eyes.
“This isn’t what I want.” He dragged her up by her shoulders. Her face changed, desire slipping away, replaced by anxiousness.
He glanced down to the purple shoes she’d dropped to the floor. “You’re going to put those shoes back on, because I’m going to make love to you now.”
Trying to turn away from him and face the shelves, she trembled, but his hold on her hair prevented her from moving.
He took a moment. He needed a damn moment. Watching this woman let go, the tremble he set off in her body, was powerful. And his need for her was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. This encounter took on a dreamlike quality. Everything around him was hazy. The only thing in focus was Sterling and her soft body, ready and willing to give over to him. And he was going to take it.
“Jack?” She eyed him with confusion. He released her hair and backed away, giving her space to comply with his demand. She placed the shoes on her feet.
He made his move. His lips brushed against hers, soft, plump, perfect for grabbing between his teeth. He loved her full lips. Their breaths mingled, and he reached to cup the back of her neck. He tangled his fist in her hair, the long, dark strands wrapping around his fingers like silk.
Their lips pressed together. At first lightly. But when he pressed their bodies closer, tighter, she melted into him, her hips jutting forward, bracing herself against him. He rolled his tongue over her lips and she opened for him.
His left hand held her hair at the nape of her neck. His other hand gripped her hip, then traveled lower to cup her tight, perfect bottom. He deepened the kiss, and before he knew it he was devouring her, inhaling the scent of her, the feel of her.
