Page 16 of The Broker

I’d always enjoyed making my partner come, but I didn’t remember it being this...pleasurable.

When her gasps and gulps of air began to quiet, I could hear my pulse thundering in my ears. It turned out that making her climax had a powerful effect on both of us.

I crawled up the length of her body and collapsed onto my side next to her, planting a kiss on her bare shoulder. It wastame, but I figured she’d probably like a few more moments to recover. Her orgasm had sounded consuming.

Plus, I still had my pants on and needed to get to work rectifying that.

My hands damn near shook as I undid the button and jerked down my zipper. I moved with speed, but was clumsy with desire, and I only had my jeans and underwear pushed down around my knees when Charlotte’s hand locked on my shoulder. She shoved me, forcing me to roll onto my back, and climbed on top of me.

I grinned up at her in pleasant surprise. There was that assertiveness I liked so much. But she was straddling me, and when she ground her body against mine, all thought evaporated.

Her sexy panties were the only barrier between us, and the fabric was whisper thin. It meant I could feel every move she made as she rocked her body over me. Every slide of her hot pussy along the length of my cock. Each rotation of her hips, which pressed the damp fabric against my sensitized skin.

Fuck, it made me wild. I was drunk with lust and filled my hands with the weight of her small, perfect tits. I didn’t deserve a night like this. Didn’t think it was even possible to still pull a girl this hot, and yet, here we were. Only a heartbeat away from sex—

Oh, shit.

Where the fuck had I packed my condoms?

Before the move, I’d emptied my nightstand drawers. They had to be in one of the boxes in the bathroom. But which one?

I’ve been so distracted with that thought, I hadn’t realized Charlotte was slowly working her way down my body. As she mouthed kisses down my bare chest, her hand closed around my dick.

One firm tug from her wrung a groan of pleasure from me, and my vision hazed. The second pump of her fist felt evenbetter, and I had to lock my teeth to prevent another moan from escaping.

The ends of her long hair trailed over my skin as she continued to move down, making her way toward my waist. Was she going to—?

“Yes,” I sighed.

Her mouth was like lava when it closed around me, and the power of it forced my eyes shut. She kept going, too, nearly to the base. It was instinctual, the way my hips thrust, trying to get her all the way down, but she seemed prepared for it and retreated.

Her tongue swirled and her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked. The heat of it moved through my legs like an electric current. My heart fell out of rhythm and sputtered along. And it was almost impossible to catch my breath.

Once again, my body and my mind went to war with each other. This blowjob felt so fucking amazing I didn’t want it to end, but at the same time... I wanted to be buried deep inside her pussy, not just her mouth. It was more fun if we were both getting off.

I watched the mesmerizing bob of her head, and my fists clenched at the sensation. She was, like, way too good at this. If she wasn’t careful, I was going to finish in her mouth.

Charlotte was focused, as if determined to make that happen. I unclenched one hand and used a fingertip to trace a line on her forehead, sweeping back the hair out of her eyes. They fluttered open, and her gaze reeled around until it locked on mine.

The connection between us pulled taut as she stared up at me, her lips wrapped around the thick length of my cock, which was wet and glistening with her saliva. The image of it sent another surge of lust coursing through me.

It came out in a low, rushed voice. “Do you want me to grab a condom?”

She hesitated, considering something. Then, she backed off me, leaving her lips beside the tip of my dick. “Uh... that’s okay.”

Um, what?

Did she mean she wanted to have sexwithouta condom? Because that was a hard no for me, an absolute dealbreaker. I liked kids well enough—but I didn’t want them right now, and I definitely didn’t want them with a woman who was nearly a stranger.

Plus, while I liked taking risks in my life, gambling with my health wasn’t one of them.

Her lips parted and she slipped me in her mouth once more, but I was too distracted to completely enjoy it. I peered down at her over my heaving chest. “I guess I was asking,” I whispered, “if you were ready for me to fuck you.”

I’d meant for it to sound seductive, but maybe my tone had been off. Charlotte jerked back, letting my dick fall from her mouth and land with athumpon my stomach. Her expression was difficult to read, like a mixture of embarrassment and shame, and I didn’t understand at all.

Had I offended her? Because up until now, I’d thought her signals had been clear and she wanted this as much as I did. Cold worry swept through my chest. Had I moved too fast? Made her uncomfortable, and she’d only gone down on me out of obligation, feeling like she needed to return the favor?

“I, um...” Unexpected color warmed her cheeks, and her gaze ran from mine. “I don’t do that on the first date.” Her throat bobbed with a heavy swallow. “Sorry.”

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