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I nodded.
She fought back a satisfied smile, winded. “Yes, sir.”
God, she was magnificent. I wanted to ruin all other men for her. Everything about this was wrong, but it fueled my desire. Taking my hardness in my palm, I stroked up and down, staring at her. “Open.”
She took a deep breath before she opened her mouth wide. Her lust-filled gaze focused on my rigid dick. Holding the back of her head once again, I pulled her forward, sliding down her throat slowly. The girl was young, but she knew how to take a thick cock in two of her holes so far. Suddenly, the need to release myself became greater than I could control.
Picking up the pace, I plunged deep into her mouth as hard as I had just fucked her pussy. She whined and moaned, keeping her eyes on mine just as I had commanded. My body jerked, and I lost myself, cumming deep in her throat.
Choking, she threw her hands on my upper thighs. I lessened my grip, allowing her to swallow every drop at her own pace. The moment she was done, she sat back, spreading her legs with that signature vixen smile. I couldn’t take my eyes off her beauty. She was impossible to resist. I’m not sure I even really tried hard enough, or at all. All I knew was, Elizabeth Whitman was going to be the reason for my demise.
“You’ve barely touched your drink,” James arched a brow, bowing his head at the barely touched glass. “And you’re drinking rum and coke which is only what you order on vacation.”
He’d asked me to meet him in the city for drinks at a swanky rooftop bar. New York City was somewhere I had ventured often in the past for both pleasure and work, though I hadn’t been back yet since I’d been free.
The establishment offered panoramic views of the city, twenty-seven stories up. The otherwise warm summer night turned cooler as a breeze blew through the air. I only knew because he’d commented on the weather when I arrived. I, however, was burning up. I couldn’t get earlier out of my head.
Shrugging a shoulder, I twisted the glass back and forth on the engraved cocktail napkin. “Busy day and after what I’ve been through, this is a vacation.”
“Did my daughter give you hell today?” He snorted, placing his own beverage to his mouth.
Normally, I would have joked. Instead, I rolled my tongue over my teeth, averting my gaze toward the Empire State Building in the distance. “Nothing I can’t handle. Trust me.”
“Oh, shit.” He set the drink back down, leaning forward. “I didn’t know she’d be actual trouble. She has a problem with authority sometimes.”
“No, no.” I raised a hand. “She’s great, actually. She’s been helping me get everything in the right place.”Right inside her. Shit. I silently scolded myself. “I just mean she would probably rather be with her friends during the day instead. But she’s been a good help.”
Relieved, he sat back, taking another gulp of his scotch. “Good. I was concerned how she would do at your house, but it seemed like a great idea when Alicia suggested it.”
If they only knew what it’d led to, I’m not sure either of them would have allowed her over. They might have shipped her away, and he and I would have fought to the death. The thought killed me. I hated it, but it was impossible to stay away from her.
“So, are you coming tomorrow?”
Knowing it was her birthday dinner at the country club, I nodded. “Of course, I’ll be there.”
“Some of us will be going back to the house after if you want to join.”
“Sure.”
Damnit. The more he talked about tomorrow, the more I chastised myself for touching his daughter. Even worse, I still didn’t regret it.
“Alicia has someone coming for you.”
“What?” I tilted my head, unsure if I heard him correctly.
Before he could reply, our waitress approached. Winding a strand of her blonde hair around her finger, she darted her eyes back and forth, smiling. “Can I get you guys anything else?”
“No, thank you.” James smiled, shaking his head. “We will see you tomorrow, yes?”
“Of course, Mr. Whitman.” She grinned even wider, setting the little black leather folder on the table with the bill peeking out the top. “Tell Eliza I’m sorry I forgot to call and RSVP. I had family in town until this morning.”
“Will do.” He offered a single nod as she scurried away to check on the other patrons. He got ready to reach for the check, but I laid my hand on top of it, sliding it toward me. His gaze met mine.
“Ah, ah. Explain why someone’s coming for me.” I reached inside my inner jacket pocket, pulling out my bank card, sliding it inside with the slip of paper.
“I think you’ll like her. She’s one of Alicia’s friends from her art class. Actually, she’s the instructor.”
“You’re inviting a woman for me to your daughter’s birthday party?”
