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Max
The way Oakley climaxed was incredible. There was no pretense with her, no acting. Just pure, unfiltered reaction to the pleasure I’d given her body. It was intoxicating. It was enough for me to ignore all the reasons I’d given myself as to why she should stay off-limits.
She trusted me. She was comfortable with me. She wanted great sex.
“I thought maybe after hearing about the video, you would think less of me.”
Her words were said on a whisper; the vulnerability hitting me square in the chest. My lips crashed to hers. I loved the way she moaned into my mouth when she tasted herself. As I pulled away, I untied her hands and held both of them in mine.
“I don’t give a flying fuck about a video. The fact you trusted your ex-boyfriend and he went on to break your trust shows his true colors, not yours. Same with douchebag Shawn, who thinks it’s appropriate to hang it over your head as if you should be wearing a scarlet letter. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Ever. Do you understand?”
She nodded, closing the gap and kissing me again. Fuck. Oakley was an incredible kisser. She dueled with her tongue and entwined her fingers in my hair like she craved me.
It occurred to me I was better at do as I say rather than do as I do. I still struggled with my own insecurity about owning the club and what I’d sacrificed in my life as a result. A sense of fair play made me think I should share my secret with Oakley. She’d said she trusted me, but could she actually trust me if I hadn’t been completely honest with her?
But I didn’t want to take a chance on wrecking the moment. And the way she was kissing my neck made it difficult to remember what I’d intended to say. When was the last time someone had wanted me for me? Max. Not Max at the club. Not Max the millionaire. No choreography, no props, just a woman who wanted me for me.
So I wouldn’t tell her about the club. Not yet. However, another bout of conscience hit me: the reason I hadn’t wanted to get involved with her in the first place. “I don’t want to mislead you about what this is.”
“Jesus,” she muttered encircling her hand around my erection. Yeah, so I’d been blessed when it came to dick size.
“I apologize. I’ve been dick-zazzled, what did you say?”
I threw my head back with laughter. Fuck if I knew what I was going to say. More kissing, less talking seemed a better strategy. Nope. Think, Max, think. I managed to blurt out, “I’m not a relationship guy.” Men who owned sex clubs didn’t date nice girls from small towns who were looking for their future husband and a three-bedroom, two-bath rambler in the same neighborhood they’d grown up.
“Good. Been there, got the parting video, not interested in another one anytime soon.”
I smiled against her lips as I took them again in a searing kiss. “I’m being serious. This is only sex, and no feelings outside of friendship.”
“’Kay.” She grazed my ear with her lips.
I didn’t think she comprehended the gravity of my words. The last thing I wanted was to hurt her. Or cause a falling out with my sister because Oakley thought there was something more going on between us. “I’m being serious.”
She sat back, her expression amused. “Fine, I promise this is only for the weekend, and there will be no feelings. Will you promise the same?”
I chuckled, enjoying her sass after her earlier insecurity. “I promise. What happens in this room during this weekend stays in this room.” We’d enjoy each other and part as friends on Sunday. Sounded like a reasonable plan.
“Good.” She dove in for the kiss.
I could kiss her for days, but I also wanted to be inside of her. One big problem though. “I didn’t bring condoms.” I’d been so anxious about this weekend and seeing my family, it never once occurred to me to come prepared.
She broke the kiss, her eyes wide, and her lips tipping up in a grin. “Damn. This really is the no-sex bed.”
My laughter came instantly. “Seems so.” Perhaps the cockblocking gods of the world were sending a message.
“Would it be too petty to go ask Shawn for a condom? Isn’t like he’ll be using them.”
Now we both laughed. I ignored the kernel of jealousy over the idea she could’ve been sleeping with him by now if he hadn’t dumped her on the highway and shown his true colors.
“Perhaps. But I doubt we’re the same size.” It wasn’t a brag, simply a fact.
“True.” Her eyes traveled down to my boxers. My very tented boxers. Pre-ejaculation seeped out at the sight of her licking her lips.
“Tell me what you want.” I hardly recognized my own husky voice.
“I want to taste you.”
Fuck. Although I had stamina in spades, I feared I might blow with the first touch. It had been too long, and I wanted Oakley too much to hold out for long.
