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CHAPTER FOUR
Damn it.
As Tim lashed his tongue between her thighs and carefully pulled her clit between his fingers, she made all the right sounds and writhed when she should have.
He should have been focused on nothing but her pleasure, but his mind was a raging battle betweentake everything she’s offeringanddon’t go too far. Normally, he could control his dominant tendencies the same way he could stop himself from overeating or smoking too many cigars. He could turn them on and off depending on what a situation required, and lately, they’d been on ice. He hadn’t quit BDSM cold turkey, exactly. He simply hadn’t wanted to play. He’d been burned too many times since he and Heidi divorced, but fuck, he wanted to play, and Valerie was stunning.
He bared her a little more, pulling the crotch of her panties farther away and lashing his tongue between her dripping slit and tighter hole. He flicked his tongue between her folds, spearing her hungry pussy again and again while increasing pressure on her clit.
“God. Put your fingers in me,” she demanded.
“No.” If she was going come, she’d have to take what he was willing to give, and he wasn’t feeling generous at the moment. Still, he pressed his tongue flat against her nub and massaged it, pulling a moan from her as her thighs tightened around his head.
He liked that. If he’d meant to keep her, he’d use that as a cue that he was giving his woman what she needed. But, for a number of reasons, women didn’t want Tim long-term, so now he wasn’t looking for long-term, either. It suited him just fine that Valerie was going to be gone in a month, but he didn’t want to scare her off from seeing him again. He had a reputation for being intense—a deserved one.
She swiveled her hips and increased the friction, grinding herself on his tongue and the scruff of his chin.
Her thighs began to quiver then, so he stiffened his tongue and worked it into her deep, kissing her down below as he would that smart mouth of hers.
“God! I’m gonna—I’m gonna—”
This time, he didn’t pull away. He caught every drop of her cream on his tongue and stayed down low until her body was still and she’d caught her breath.
“Damn,” she whispered.
He eased away and put his back against the cushioned wall, staring down at her.
She looked somewhat debauched, but he could do better. Her hair bun was a bit crooked, and of course, she wouldn’t be recycling her pantyhose, but he could have had her hair standing on end, dress ripped down the front, and love bites all over her breasts for him to inspect the next day. He was being generous in letting her walk away still mostly put together.
“Payment rendered,” he said dryly. “I think you owe me a consultation.”
“Uh. Right. Give me a minute to…” She swallowed and dragged her tongue across her lips. “To reboot my brain. Wow, you’re good at that.”
He’d been married to a good teacher. Of course, he couldn’t tell Valerie that. According to Carine, he was supposed to be keeping his baggage hidden away. The exes that weren’t turned off by the fact he was still friendly with his ex-wife called it quits over Tim’s supposed inability to get his eighteen-year-old son Kevin in check. They figured if Tim couldn’t control the one, how good of a father could he possibly be totheirkids?
Tim didn’t see where it mattered if he told or not, though. He wasn’t trying to turn Valerie into a girlfriend. She was just company.
Really fucking sexy company.
God.
He raked a hand through his hair. “You want your wine?”
“Yeah, I think that’d help speed the recovery along.”
“No hurry.” He reached toward the counter for the glass as she sat up. “You can sit there and bask in the glow for as long as you like. You don’t have anywhere else you need to be right now, do you?”
“I’m off until Monday, so no, I’m not exactly on curfew.” She nodded her head in thanks at the wine glass her offered, and he stayed still long enough to watch her purse her lips and sip.
Jesus.The things he could have her do with those lips… That was third or fourth date stuff, though.
Standing, he discretely adjusted his cock and walked to his neglected poster tube. He’d been toiling over those plans for a couple of years and just hadn’t been able to pull the trigger. He figured it was time to get a third opinion.
Valerie had her dress smoothed and hair straightened by the time he returned to the table and pushed it back into place.
“Is that a standard feature in all your boats?”
“What, the retracting table?”
