Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“I know I’m your only choice right now, since you’re essentially on house arrest when you’re not at the office, but I don’t think this will last long. Once Miles decides to destroy someone, he’s not patient about it.”
“Are you always this prickly with your guests?”
“Are you always this flirtatious with men?”
“Ford….”
I faced him again. “Do you really want to talk about this?”
He shook his head.
A few moments later, I heard his chair slide back. I forced myself to pretend the onions, carrots, and peppers I was sautéing needed all my concentration. I shivered when he placed his hands on my hips and kissed my neck. “I think we both need to release some tension.”
“You should sit back down.”
“Is that what you really want?” The sensation of his warm breath against my ear made me shudder.
Was it what I wanted? No, definitely not.
“Or would you rather I bend you over this counter and fuck you until you scream?”
“Fuck.” The word came out as an exhalation.
“Turn around, Ford.”
I slid the pan from the burner and turned the knob to the off position. My pasta sauce could wait.
Slowly, I moved to face Jay. He used his grip on my hips to slide me along the edge of the counter so we wouldn’t get burned. Then he moved even closer and took my chin in his hand, forcing me to look at him.
“I thought you’d regret all this.” I hated how breathless my voice was.
“Fucking you?”
“Yes. You said you were straight.”
He dropped his hands to the counter, caging me in. “I don’t want to fucking analyze it.”
“You just want to stick your dick in me and enjoy it?”
“You enjoyed it too. You know you did.”
I didn’t want to admit it, so I said nothing.
“I’m not just doing this because you’re here and convenient. First of all, the idea of you being convenient is ridiculous. Nothing about this is convenient. We’re supposed to be opposing each other on a lawsuit, it’s your life’s mission to beat me in tennis, and you’re a man.”
“I am a man. I don’t want you to forget that. I don’t want you to walk away from this and act like it never happened, act like you’re one hundred percent straight. I told you where things stood. If you’re ready for more, get on your knees.”
He raised his brows. “Are you really going to hold out on me if I don’t?”
Was I? Probably not. “If you’ve decided you’re into men, then you should be in all the way. If you’re going to experiment with me, you’re going to have to use your mouth.”
“Later,” he said.
I shook my head. “Now.”
“That’s not how this works.”
“Actually, it is.”
“No. I want to fuck you again, to—”
“Use me, dominate me. I know what you want, but I don’t want to give you that.”
“I think you do. I think you want it as much as I do.”
I did. I also wanted his mouth around my cock. I wanted to know how far he’d go to have me, but right then, all I really wanted was for him to take me again, to make me forget everything but pleasure.
He cupped my neck and brushed his thumb over my jaw. “I want you. I know what I’m doing. I know who you are.”
“Are you ready to admit you’ve wanted me since I propositioned you?”
This time, he was the one who didn’t answer. I caught him off guard, grabbing his waist and flipping us so he was the one pressed into the counter, then I sank to the floor.
He looked down at me, eyes wide. “What are you doing?”
“I thought maybe you needed a lesson in sucking dick, so I’m going to show you how it’s done. I love having a man’s cock in my mouth, knowing the power I hold over him having something so delicate between my teeth.”
He shuddered, and I just laughed.
“Maybe we should—”
I started undoing his pants and he shut up.
17
JAY
I looked down at Ford, mesmerized as I watched him undo my pants. He shoved them and my underwear down over my ass.
My cock sprang free.
It was only inches from his mouth.
What would it feel like to have those beautiful lips wrapped around me? To feel that wet heat? Was this a trick? Surely he wasn’t really going to do this, not here, kneeling on the hard kitchen floor.
He cupped my balls in his hand, and I sucked in a breath. When he tugged on them, nearly hard enough to hurt, I thought about what he’d said, about how vulnerable I would be with my cock in his mouth. I’d never felt like that with a woman, but here, now, I realized he was right. I wasn’t the one in charge.
He smiled up at me as he wrapped a hand around my cock. The sensation made me groan. I’d been hard for him since I’d walked into the kitchen. Hell, I’d been hard for him most of the day.