“Wait until you experience my blow jobs…”

“Oh Jesus. I’m already close to coming and that’s from your hand. If you bring that sexy mouth anywhere near my dick, I won’t last more than a second.”

“Hmmm. Right, and you’re thirty, which means you’ll never be able to get it up again. Old men only come once a night, right?”

More husky laughter escaped his mouth. It sounded almost rusty, like it was a sound he didn’t make often, and she was pleased that she’d managed to get so many laughs out of him.

“Trust me, I can get it up again. But in case you forgot, we’re in my office and I have a club to run, which means I’m only getting off once tonight.” A cocky grin tugged his lips up. “And it’s gonna be in your pu**y.”

A fresh jolt of arousal shot through her. Gosh, she loved his dirty talk. And the fact that they were in his office only made the whole encounter a million times dirtier. Hotter.

As anticipation once again gathered in her core, she gave his c**k another leisurely stroke and said, “What are you waiting for, then?”

…

Gage couldn’t look away from Skyler’s big blue eyes. The woman had hypnotized him. With her beauty, her humor, the way she jacked his c**k like a pro.

Practice, she’d said. Jesus. He would’ve cut off his own arm to be her sexual guinea pig.

“You sure that’s what you want?” he asked, giving her one last chance to back out. “Me inside you?”

There was nothing sexier than the coy little smile that lifted her lips. “Condom,” she murmured. “Inner pocket of my purse.”

Nodding, he went to retrieve her khaki-colored canvas bag, unzipped the inside pocket, and found what he was looking for. As he rolled the condom on, he swept his gaze over Skyler, unable to fathom how she could possibly be real.

She was like a feast laid out just for him. Dark hair spilling over one shoulder, legs wide open, pu**y swollen and glistening from the orgasm he’d just given her. He’d be lucky if he lasted five measly strokes before he shot off like a rocket.

“Something’s not right,” he mused.

Confusion filled her eyes. “What do you mean?”

He strode toward her and tugged on the bodice of her dress to reveal her br**sts—and oh sweet Lord, she wasn’t wearing a bra. His mouth turned to dust as he admired her tits. Her gorgeous f**king tits with puckered cherry-red ni**les practically screaming to be sucked.

“There. Everything’s just fine now.” He bent his head and captured one nipple between his lips, sucking hard enough to draw a tortured moan from her throat. He flicked his tongue over the rigid bud before moving to lick the other one, chuckling when her impatient voice echoed in the air.

“For Pete’s sake, get inside me already.”

Deciding to have mercy on her, he positioned his c**k between her legs and guided it to her opening. He slid inside, just an inch, and black spots promptly swam in his vision when her inner muscles tightened around him. Oh hell. She was tight. Deliciously tight.

“I haven’t done this in a while,” she confessed.

Gage smoothed strands of hair out of her face and planted a reassuring kiss on her lips. “I’ll be gentle.”

The promise got him a glare he didn’t expect. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Despite her grumbling, he kept going slow, working another inch into her, then another, and another. Heat surrounded his cock, and the grip of her pu**y was so unbearably tight he shuddered in pleasure. He was seconds away from coming and he hadn’t even started to move yet.

“I mean it, Gage, don’t you dare hold back.”

A curse flew out of his mouth. “I’m not holding back for you, baby. I’m doing it for me.”

“It’s okay if it’s fast,” she said helpfully. “I don’t usually come from intercourse anyway. Not without extra stimulation.”

Damned if he didn’t take that as a challenge.

“Extra stimulation?” he echoed. “You mean like this?” He shoved his hand between her legs and pressed his thumb directly over her clit.

She gasped so loudly he grinned.

“Yes. Like that.”

“Now be a good girl and get close again.” He leaned in and kissed her neck, teasing her feverish flesh with his tongue. “I’m not moving until you’re ready.”

“Seriously?”

“One thing you should know about me—I don’t make idle threats.” He nipped the side of her jaw, continuing to strum her clit while his c**k stayed lodged inside her.

Every muscle in his body strained, his brain shouting for him to move. To slide out of her tight channel and plunge back in and ease the agonizing ache in his groin. But he didn’t. He refused to let go until he saw that look of ecstasy flood her eyes again. Until he watched her come apart in his arms and heard her scream his name.

“You’re just torturing yourself,” she wheezed out. “It will take me longer to come the second time.”

“Maybe, but it’ll be worth the wait.” He drew lazy circles over her clit, watching her face as he teased the swollen bud. When her eyelids fluttered closed, he grasped her chin with his free hand. “Look at me, Skyler. Watch me as I get you off.”

Her eyes popped open, cheeks flushed and lips parted as she focused on him.

He applied more pressure on her clit, heard her answering moan, and decided he deserved a goddamn medal for his restraint. Any other man might have given in. Thrown control into the wind and screwed her brains out, but he didn’t move an inch. Beads of sweat rose on his forehead, his dick aching so bad it was starting to get seriously painful.