Page 46 of Three Sweet Nothings (The Blindfold Club)

There was a soft pop as she released me from her mouth, smiling as she pressed the tip against her lips and stroked her hand along my full length. Jesus, this woman. My fingers clenched the chair so hard, I was sure the wood was going to splinter in my hands.

“Dinner,” I barked. “Tonight.”

She continued to pump, sliding her palm over my damp skin, but her expression was skeptical. “Like, a date?”

It was absolutely a date, but she didn’t need to know that. “No. We have business to discuss.”

Her skepticism shifted into a dubious look. “What business?”

“Our willing lists.”

Her tempo slowed, just for a moment, and she tried to play it off like she wasn’t excited, but I caught it. Ruby had enough emotion for both of us, too much to contain, and it made her an easy read.

“I have plans,” she said.

My voice was dark and commanding. “Break them.”

Were my words so powerful, she felt she couldn’t refuse? Her grip tightened as her eyebrows tugged together. She nodded slightly, as if confused by her own approval. Her submission was an injection of fresh lust, and she delivered sweet relief when her lips parted, enveloping me again.

I lost all sense of time as she brought me close to the edge of coming, and then backed off.

“Fucking tease,” I said in a low, playful voice.

“Who’s the fucking tease?” Her smile was evil. “You did it first.”

Then she got serious. My hips bucked upward, encouraging her to go faster, and everything grew intense. My mind narrowed in on the singular goal of coming. Need was hot as fire, burning me up from the inside, begging for release.

“Oh, shit. Oh, fuck, I’m coming,” I said in a rush.

It poured from me in spurts, every wave a blast of acute pleasure. She slowed her movement so she wouldn’t overwhelm me. The tingling explosion rolled down my legs and up my back, a sensation that cut off my breath and fucked with my heartbeat.

When she came to a stop, the muscles of her throat constricted as she swallowed, and I jerked with an aftershock. My ears were ringing, and as I struggled to recover, I locked my gaze on her.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I whispered.

There was a shy smile from her.

Ruby drew away and wiped her lips with a single finger, and I chewed back another groan. I had to be careful and not say anything else. I could inadvertently prompt her too far, or accidentally break the policy myself.

And I was determined not to fuck things up with her a second time.

It wasn’t awkward between us afterward, unlike New Year’s Eve. I stayed silent, watching her as she stood, retrieved her underwear from the floor, and stepped into it. My gaze was glued to her legs as the fabric rose and disappeared beneath her skirt. Once it was done, I lifted my focus to her flushed face. Was she . . . glowing?

Okay, get dressed as quick as possible and get a fucking hold of yourself.

I did up my pants and came to my feet, feeling marginally in control. Pulling out my phone helped as well. I punched in her name as a new contact. “I was thinking dinner at seven thirty. What’s your number?”

The glow I thought I saw disappeared. “It’s the same one I’ve always had.”

Well, shit. The awkwardness hit us like a surprise subpoena.

She snatched the phone from my hand and thumbed out the numbers, then passed it back with a plain look. “Okay, there you go, partner.”

“Thanks.” I pocketed it, and then my hands moved of their own volition. Inaction wasn’t going to be a problem today. I slipped an arm around her, pulling her against me, and kissed her. It allowed me to feel the jolt of surprise that ran through her, but she softened in my embrace, molding her body to mine.

I’d just had satisfaction, and yet I couldn’t wait until there were no clothes between us, and a bed was beneath our bodies. Couldn’t get enough of her.

Pace yourself. I pulled back, enjoying the affected look in her dazed eyes. “Let me get you your copy of the agreement.”

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