Page 78 of Tender Offer
He sits up against my upholstered gunmetal headboard and takes me with him. “I respect you tremendously, Puff. Your business included. My company’s headquarters and board are in London. If you want to stay in New York, I’ll move, but I’ll need to travel two, maybe three times a month to check in.” His fingers curve under my chin. When I meet his eyes, there’s a soft assurance in them. “My being a hotelier does not mean you have to give up your dreams for me. My brother can run the London office if necessary. KD, our CFO, is in Paris. Me in New York could work. I want you to be comfortable and feel like you have a voice, because you do.”
“You have an answer for everything, don’t you?”
“For you, always.”
The breath I release is sharp. “Thank you,” I say. My voice lacks its usual guardedness. “The women in my family are all strong, but they sacrificed their desires to support their spouses’dreams. I want a family of my own, but not at the expense of putting my goals on the back burner.”
“We’re partners, Puff. Equals. I admire your work ethic and the space you create for yourself in the fashion industry. You’re smart, beautiful, and exceptionally talented. I’d be a fool not to support you the way your man should.”
“So you’re my man now?” My mouth quirks up. “That’s news to me.”
He shrugs. “Been waiting for you to catch up. I know what I want. We can go at your pace, but you’re it for me, baby.”
I squeal when he pounces on me. There’s no point crawling away with his grip on my ankle. The burn in my cheeks from laughing fatigues my muscles to mush. They match my legs, which he used as bendy straws all night. Preston smacks my ass and drags me back across a bed of rumpled sheets.
My vagina pulsates at his face between my cheeks. He takes a long sniff and groans. “If you don’t get this pussy out of my face, I’m sucking on it until you soak the sheets again. Ass too.”
“You are so nasty,” I laugh and flip onto my back. He finds a home between my thighs and kisses my lips—the ones on my face. “I don’t recall you being a super freak in Paris.”
“Says the woman who sprayed the floor and window in front of an audience last night.” The smile hovering above my face fades. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, for the third time.” I smirk and drag a hand up the muscles flexing in his arm. “I don’t want to put on a show every day, but I enjoyed the rush.”
I was so high on pleasure last night that it took me a minute to register we had company. The face was a mystery of dark lines and shadows, but the burly outline of a figure was undeniable. We were far enough away to keep some privacy, which turned me on even more. The thrill of being on full display was anindescribable power. Me commanding attention while Preston worshipped me on his knees with his tongue…
Phew!
“I want to do it again at some point,” I say. “At Ravenous.”
Preston’s stare raises the hairs on my arms. My heart jolts, and my lips part to suck in the air that’s now thickened under his gaze. Fine and intense mix through angled brows, perky lips, and a sharp jawline.
“That can be arranged,” he says, his voice a steady timbre. “We only host a handful of events a year, so as not to compete with the established clubs.”
“Is that what you want, a full-time club?”
He shakes his bedhead. “No. The allure of Ravenous is its limited access. Pop-ups on our properties here and there.”
“Okay.”
“Ask what you’re thinking.” His fingers brush over my bottom lip, which is caught between my teeth.
“I like having an outlet to explore my…kinks. Will you be at every event?”
“Not every. I went to Vail because it was our first one in the States.”
It’s still wild to think a pop-up play space was right under my nose at the singles’ retreat. Not that I would’ve been shaking my titties for all to see. Kink exploration is a new territory I’m settling into.
More like diving into spread-eagle, but okay.
“I can send William and KD from now on, if you want,” he adds. “Because of the different laws, our London pop-up will be the only one with intercourse.” He leans onto his forearm to graze the side of my face with his knuckles. “I’ve done a lot over the years, Puff. I enjoy Ravenous, but it’s not a requirement for my pleasure. If you want to play in public, we’ll go. If not, I don’tneed to be there, outside of checking logistics occasionally.” His lips brush mine. “I have everything I need right here.”
I welcome him and the slide of his tongue. Crushed to his chest, the weight of his body is a blanket. His dick prods at my entrance, exploring its developing slickness.
“Okay,” I murmur.
Preston kisses my lips again. “What else did you want to do? I’m yours for the day and at your service.”
“At my service, huh? I know somewhere you failed to perform.”
