Page 3 of Midnight Kisses

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, it’s my job tonight to help guests.”

“No, I’m sorry you didn’t see my dick.”

She returned with my pants then, colour high on her cheeks. What a fucking thing of beauty she was.

“It’s okay, don’t be embarrassed. If you want to take a gander I won’t stop you.” I couldn’t help teasing her, she looked soprimstanding there with her pink face and fluttering hands.

I didn’t expect her eyes to dip down my body to study the ridge of my cock, clearly outlined by my thin black briefs.

A grunt fell out of my mouth before I could stop it. It was that primal thing again—I wanted her to see how fit and handsome I was, and to like what she saw.

“I don’t think the stain went through,” she said.

The wine.That was what she’d been looking for. But it was too late. Her gaze was locked on the part of me that wanted it the most, and the response was automatic. My cock thickened under her gaze, leaping a little.

I wasn’t a small man and briefs weren’t made for concealing raging boners. It was obvious I was getting hard.

Her thick lashes fluttered. “I should go.”

“Oh,nowshe wants to leave,” I drawled. “Now she’s made me strip and sent all my blood South.”

“Ididn’t do that,” she protested, dropping her eyes. “I was trying to help. It’s my job to mind the restroom and help people. That—” she gestured in the direction of my crotch, determinedly avoiding another look at the growing bulge, “—is nothing to do with me.”

In for a penny, in for a pound.

“This iseverythingto do with you, blondie.” I leaned back on the sink, tugging my shirt up so she could get a good look at the effect she was having on me. “I came in here looking for some water, maybe some paper towels. Instead I find a bombshell insistent on stripping me. Of course thinking about you and my dick at the same time gets me hard. I’d have to be dead for that not to make things twitch.”

She shook her head, her throat bobbing as she swallowed.

“What?” I studied her. “You don’t believe me?”

Now that I was looking properly—at her face, the rest of her I’d already thoroughlyappraised—there was a wariness inher expression. Like she was bracing for something cruel. I narrowed my eyes, trying to peel her secrets from her face.

“This is all just very‌‌‌‌‌…unexpected.” She smiled quickly, unconvincingly. “My ego has taken a bit of a battering today and it’s been hard to…recalibrate. Don’t misunderstand, I know I’m beautiful. People pay to look at me.”

…Ireallydidn’t know what bathroom attendants did.

“I’m a model,” she explained.

“Ah, of course.” For someone to be as hot as she was and not financially compensated for it would be a colossal wrong.

“But I’ve spent most of the night tonight making other people look beautiful, toiling behind the scenes and trying to be helpful. I wasn’t expecting you to come in here and be so…”

“… So?”

“Sexy.”

I grinned then, and if I’d looked in the mirror, the expression would be wolfish. Iwaswolfish. I’d thoroughly earned my reputation for being dogged and ruthless when there was something I wanted. Usually, that was exclusive distribution contracts and access to rich clients. Right now, it washer.

“Sexy,” I repeated and she nodded.

“In a dark way. You seem…privileged, but jaded. Charming, but aloof.”

“I’m not aloof at all. Or charming. If you asked, I’d be on my knees in a heartbeat, burying my face in your pussy and making you scream so loud your boss would know you were slacking off.”

She sucked in a breath, reaching for the hand drier to steady herself.

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