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‘No.’
‘I don’t mean this room. I mean this jet.’
‘I know what you meant; my answer stands.’ His lips quirk at the corners. ‘And I didn’t seduce you. My recollection is that you were pretty damned insistent.’
He turns back to his iPad. A smile tugs at my lips. I unclick the seat belt and stand up, holding a hand out to him. ‘Semantics.’ I shrug, my pulse racing. My heart throbbing.
‘You’re insatiable.’ He grins.
‘Is that a complaint?’
‘Do you think it’s a complaint?’
I smile and shake my head. He ignores my hand and scoops me up, carrying me against his chest as though I weigh nothing. I laugh.
In the bedroom he drops me onto the soft white bed but I scramble up again quickly, shaking my head, my eyes locked to his.
‘Not yet,’ I say.
‘Not yet?’
He stays completely still in the middle of the bedroom.
‘I don’t feel like my sexual education is complete.’
‘In what way?’ The question is gruff. Husky.
‘This way.’ I smile sweetly, then saunter over to him, my fingers flicking his belt buckle open with confidence. I slide it out slowly, running it through my fingertips before flicking it onto the bed behind us.
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.
‘Millie...’
‘Mmm...?’ I undo his pants and slide my hands down his hips, inside his boxers. The sharp hiss of his breath is all the encouragement I need. Looking up at him, I kneel down and his breathing is so uneven now. A rush of feminine pride fills me. I push his pants down, just enough to release his cock. And for a second a bolt of nervousness fills me because what the hell am I meant to do?
And then, knowing my inexperience drives him crazy, I blink up at him, wide-eyed. ‘You’ll have to tell me what to do, Michael. You know I’ve never done this before.’
He groans and tilts his head back. ‘You don’t have to, Millie...’
‘I want to.’ I suppress a smile and then circle his length with my hands. Tentatively at first, I bring my mouth forward, tracing his tip with my tongue.
He swears, low and loud, and, spurred on, I open my mouth wider, taking him deeper. I keep my hand at his base and move back and forth on his shaft, gratified when he’s hard like concrete.
I’ve never given much thought to oral sex. I didn’t expect to like it. Or dislike it. I guess I just thought it was something some couples did. But taking Michael in my mouth, feeling him grow hard, hearing the rasping of his tortured breath, knowing I’m responsible for this, I am beyond turned on. Heat builds between my legs and I move faster, taking him in my mouth as deep as I can. His hands drop to my head, knotting in my hair, and he doesn’t apply any pressure, instead using me to keep his balance.
My own power thrills me.
I move faster and then his hands are at the nape of my neck and my shoulders, gently pushing at my flesh, guiding me to standing.
My sense of power shifts, drops. ‘Was that...? You didn’t... It wasn’t...?’
He shakes his head. His cheekbones are stained a dark purple. ‘Lie down. Please.’
I frown, moving back to the bed. I sit on its edge, watching as he strips and walks, uncaring of his nakedness, to the bedside table. He pulls a condom out, then turns back to me. His hands slide under my dress, finding my lace thong. He pulls it down my legs, then rips the foil square open, sheathing himself before pressing a hand on either side of me.
‘Lie down.’
I don’t have to be told again. I press my back against the bed and he bunch
