Page 17 of Up All Night
"Yeah, but it's a longshot.I can afford less than half the asking price."
"That'll do it."
"Draft me up an offer right now then.While we're here.Before I change my mind."
"What happens if she accepts?"
"Then I've got myself a slanted house."
She smiles and chuckles, cupping her face with her hands."Are you fucking serious?"Her eyes widen and she retracts, coming out of her shell, lifting hand."I'm so sorry!"She barks a laugh, apologizing for her unprofessional F-bomb.
"No, no.Don't apologize."I laugh."I like this side of you way better."
Her cheeks turn adorably pink.
“Are you embarrassed?Because you shouldn’t be.If this is the real you, you should let that shine.The stuffy, self righteous version of you is not very, shall we say, palatable."
She smirks, but it comes out more like a half smile.“ I guess I was told for the longest time that I should always make a client feel like I am one up on them."
“It shows.But it also lands badly.You seem like much more of a fly by the seat of your pants kind of a person.Most people would relate to that type a lot better.But ultimately, you should just be yourself.And that little blunder of yours just showed your true colors.I like it."
She tilts her head slightly, to clear a lock of hair that’s out of place.“I thought that rich guys weren’t into girls with a potty mouth."
I fold my arms across my chest and nod once.“The pompous ones, yes."
Her eyes go to my chest, as she reaches for my hands, pulling them apart.I let her do whatever it is that she’s trying to do.“For a rich guy, you sure have a great body.You shouldn’t hide it."
The way she says it, it doesn’t come off as a come on.It’s more like I just gave her a tip and now she’s reciprocating.Her right-hand sweeps through the front of my hair, where I have it gelled back.She loosens it with her fingertips, and I feel the hair frame my face.“You look like way less of an asshole like that.You have great hair, and the mark of professionalism isn’t necessarily slicked back, but controlled."
“Thanks for the tip."
Her eyes are on mine.I’m trying to read her, but it’s difficult.I can’t tell if she’s about to share another pointer with me or not.
But the second that my eyes moved to her lips, she moves closer.“Do you want to kiss me?"
“I don’t usually mix business with pleasure.I’m not sure if that would be such a great idea."
“Answer the question."She asks me again.
“How about I ask you the same thing?Do you want me to kiss you?"
“I don’t usually mix business with pleasure."She mirrors me.
As it turns out, it’s more about us being on the same page, then it is being right or wrong.And at this moment, in my peripheral vision, I can see her chest rising and falling ever so slightly faster.“I think this time we can make an exception."
Her arms snake around my neck, as her lips envelop mine.Her tongue desperately searches for mine.The moment there is contact, my cock wakes up.The groan cannot be helped.Her knee reaches my thigh as she claws her way up my body, so needy, so hungry.It’s disarming.My hands grip her fine ass.I cup it, pulling her to me, letting her feel what she’s doing to me.And I know that we are in deep, deep trouble.
Her lips don’t leave mine as she tears open my suit jacket, tossing it on the floor, and then she claws her way, desperately, unbuttoning my shirt, until it joins my jacket.It takes a matter of seconds for all of our clothes to be pulled on the floor together.She tastes like no other.My lips and tongue glide over her body, like I’ve been hiking through the desert, and she’s my only water supply in days.The want for her is so great, and coupled with her obvious desperation for me, dangerously, we both search for the forbidden fruit quickly.
The bed shakes, her body quivers, and we both cry out loudly.Every wiggle, every squeeze, every pulse, brings me so close, so fast.My lips are on hers when I feel her body shake as her insides suck me so hard, and I can’t hold on any longer.I come so hard inside her, feeding her need, as I feed my own.Spent and completely winded, I rest my head on her shoulder, feeling her chest rise and fall rapidly with mine.
It’s not until I hear her swallow that I exit her and turn onto my back.We lay there catching our breaths, until I turn my head to face her.“Tell me you didn’t just bring me here to do that."My eyes dance as she looks at me.
She smiles, a lock of hair is tangled at her ear.I reached over and smooth it.“You are such an asshole."She chuckles.
And that's when I realize just what kind of trouble that we're in.
Chapter 5
