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Authors: Nikki Sloane

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Slow. Oh so slow. He knelt between my bent knees and dipped down, his tongue swiped over my pussy. One long, agonizingly teasing lick at a time, just the tip of his tongue.

Again.

And again. I fisted a hand in his hair, but kept myself from pressing him against me and demanding more.

“So,” he mumbled from in between my legs, “what are you going to do now that you’re unemployed?”

My head spun. He wanted to talk about that with a face full of my pussy? “I don’t know, and right now, I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is what you’re doing.”

A chuckle rumbled from below. “Yeah?” He pushed two fingers inside and I gasped, moaning in satisfaction. They pulsed inside me, working together with that tongue. What he was doing felt amazing, but I was starting to get lightheaded from how hard he had me breathing.

“Are you going to . . . let me come?” I asked between gasps. Heat and pleasure rolled in waves through my body. I couldn’t do slow much longer. I was beside myself with need, feeling more fractured every second, and each wicked thrust and swirl of his tongue widened that fracture.

“How do you want it? Like this?” His voice was hushed. “Or on my —”

“Oh god, on your cock. I’ll do anything for it.”

The desperate tone in my voice was pathetic. I couldn’t believe it. Less than twenty-four hours after meeting him, and he had me begging for it.
Me.
The one who men shelled out thousands of dollars for the chance to stick it in me.

His head snapped up, his expression startled. “Anything?”

I closed my eyes, enjoying the heightened sensation and focus when the visual wasn’t allowed.

“Name it.” He’d seen my willing list. He knew what I was up for.

He only hesitated for a single breath. “Come to Japan.”

chapter

EIGHT

I scrambled backward off of his hand, the condom on my stomach falling to the sheets. “What?”

He grabbed the wrapper and tore it open. “Come back with me. You can stay a week or two, hang at my place. I’m in corporate housing that’s meant for families, so I’ve got a spare bedroom. I’ll cover your airfare.”

“Are you serious right now?”

He gave me a half-smile. “Real.” His chest was moving rapidly, but no idea if it was from the foreplay or the shocking offer he’d just made. “You said you wanted to go. You’ve got free time, and I’ve got my bonus.”

“We don’t even know each other.”

He rolled the condom on slowly and methodically, my gaze fixated on his hands. “That’s not true. I know lots about you, and your silly rules you let me break. I know what you taste like here,” he touched my lips with the soft pad of his index finger and drew it down my body, all the way to between my thighs, “and here. What you sound like when you come.”

“Dominic.”

“I know you’re best friends with Evie—”

“Evelyn.”

“—the girl who agreed to marry my best friend, and he likes you.”

“Yeah, of course he likes
Threesome
Payton,” I snapped.

His face skewed. “That’s not how I meant.” He trapped my waist in his hands, hauling me toward him so I was flat on my back, beneath him. His expression shifted to serious. “Can I be honest?”

I stared up at him. Wasn’t he always? My hand pressed against the center of his chest, although I didn’t remember putting it there. Beneath my palm, I could feel his heart racing. I nodded quickly.

“I don’t want to go back to Tokyo, worried I might have walked away from something here.”

Now it was my heart’s turn to race, although from what I wasn’t sure. Fear? Excitement? Did he feel this strange and scary connection as strongly as I did?

“Come on,” he whispered, nudging me with the tip right at my entrance. “Don’t you want this?”

“Your cock, or a free trip to Japan?”

He smirked. “Yes.”

There wasn’t much discussion going on in my head. Two weeks in Japan, for free, with this fuck-stick of a man? No way was I going to live with regret the rest of my life about turning the offer down. And as a signing bonus, I got the hard cock I wanted. Right, fucking, now.

“All right, sure.”

Obviously, he didn’t think it was going to be so easy, because he froze. “Really?”

“Yeah, now seal the deal,” I groaned, rubbing against him. I shifted my hips, trying to line up with him and –

Yes.
He pushed inside me, my body gasping with pleasure.

“Shit, your cock is huge. It feels so good—”

He put his hand over my mouth, silencing me. “Not. Another. Word.” It came out through clenched teeth. “I know how good it feels, and I’m trying not to think about it.”

Adorable, embarrassed Dom.
Welcome back.

The hand shifted away, only to be replaced by his mouth, and his hips drew back, tentative. Then, they surged forward. Our kiss broke as we moaned collectively, and then hard lips returned to mine, demanding.

That indecent, deliberate rhythm as he pounded into me was just as exciting as it had been last time, only now there was a new layer to it. No added pressure. Because what we were doing? We’d be doing this again at least once more over the next two weeks. Probably a lot more, if he could keep up.

My hands slipped around his back so I could dig my perfectly manicured nails in. His tempo increased, as did the intensity of Dominic’s kiss. A hand tangled in my hair, gently tugging my head back, and his kiss descended to the base of my throat.

“Two weeks,” he rumbled, like he was murmuring to himself.

“I’m going to wear your ass out.”

His hands seized my breasts and teeth nipped at my neck. “We’ll see about that.”

The slap of our bodies grew loud, punctuating the air, but the bed remained quiet as he drove into me. Harder. Faster. Not that I was complaining, but where the fuck did slow go? Whatever we’d done at the club before, this was something else. This was most definitely fucking. He claimed me with his cock, over and over again. Aggressive and dominating, owning me. I cried out, about to be overwhelmed.

“This ass is mine for the next two weeks,” he said. It was like he’d just thrown me into a pool, submerging me in ecstasy. I shuddered in his arms, my scream quieted by his hand as I came violently, arching my back and sucking down air through my nose. I continued to gasp even when the hand fell away, but he didn’t slow his pace.

Instead, Dominic rolled his hips against me, grinding my clit.

“Fuck,” I said breathless, my eyes slamming shut. “You’re going to make me come again.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

He dropped into fourth gear. It wasn’t gentle, and holy shit, I loved it. A deep sound of approval ripped from my chest. He rose up on balled fists so he could slam into me, driving me into the mattress with force.

Maybe the environment at the club had thrown him off, coupled with his unwanted dry spell. But not here with a bed and a woman beneath him, one who’d begged him for this. Now Dominic was in his element.

A bead of sweat rolled down his temple, another between the chiseled sculpture of his chest. I wanted to lick it off. So I rose up onto my elbows, and somehow, despite everything else we’d done, this was the motion that upended the ice bucket on the bed, sending a tidal wave of freezing water rolling my way.

I screamed when it hit my heated skin, jerked away, and scrambled off to stand by the bed.

“You all right?” His arms were around me in an instant.

“I’m fine, but that was really fucking cold.” I used a hand to wipe at the damp skin, and as the shock of it began to fade, amusement took its place. “You don’t have to literally dump cold water on me to make me slow down.”

The aqua eyes blinked once and his lips twitched. “Who said anything about slowing down?” His frame leaned toward me, urging me backward like a dance partner, leading me to the desk. He lifted and seated me there, his hands pushing my knees apart so he could shove himself inside in one quick move.

“Holy shit,” I said. I had no choice but to cross my heels behind his waist, put my hands on his shoulders, and hang on for the ride. “I knew it.”

“What?” It came from him between two mind-erasing thrusts, his thighs banging into the wood below us.

“You’re a man who knows how to fuck.”

He grinned. Maybe he blushed, but we were both flushed from what we were doing so I couldn’t tell. “The stuff you say,” he flexed inside me, “makes me so goddamn hard.”

He didn’t let me speak again. Either he kept my mouth busy with his or he had me too focused on the tension he’d filled me with. It grew enormous in less than a minute when his hand settled over my clit, stirring there while he rammed me.

We made the desk rock. Its steady thump against the wall left no doubt what was happening in this room. Oh, and I was screaming, too, probably something about his cock. I lost control on that desktop, my legs quaking as he made me come harder than I thought I ever had. It melted my brain when he came, right after me, one hand squeezing my hip so hard I was going to have a bruise there.

Totally worth it.

Pleasure detonated inside as he jerked and seized, the muscles beneath my hands straining. His head fell forward, dropping onto my heaving chest while we struggled to find air.

Sex with Dominic was like . . . it wasn’t like anything I could compare it to. Maybe spending your whole life driving a Volvo and suddenly finding yourself behind the wheel of a Lamborghini. I couldn’t wait to take him for another drive.

The heavy, sweaty head on me rose away and he trapped my face in his hands. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

The kiss he gave me was tender and disorienting. My melted brain couldn’t render a response, so I sat on the desk, the edge digging into my thighs, and let him have complete control.

He made a noise of dissatisfaction as he withdrew from me and helped me off the desktop, my bare skin squealing on the veneer. “We’ve got a lot of shit to do before we can do that again.”

What? Holy crap, he’d actually fucked my brains out. “Hmm?”

“Japan? Packing. Airplane tickets.”

“Oh, yeah.”

He stared at me, confused. A slow smile widened on his face. “You okay?”

“It’s been a helluva day.”

I let him guide me into the bathroom where he started the shower. “No kidding.” He righted himself and turned his full attention on me. I could feel the subtle caress of his gaze as it wandered over me. “Not going to lie, I really like how it turned out.”

We stunned the future Mrs. Logan Stone into silence when Dominic floated our plans past Evie and Logan at dinner. We were seated at a booth in a cozy Italian restaurant, and it was a noisy Saturday night. Had she not heard over the dull roar coming from the bar area nearby? Or did she think this was the craziest idea she’d ever heard?

If honest, yeah, this was crazy. After the shower, reality began to set in, and then it really took hold as Dominic rode in my Jag back to my place. He sat in my living room and spent the next two hours on his iPad upgrading his ticket to business class so we could sit beside each other on the flight.

I’d been fired. And I was going to Tokyo.

I kept repeating the words to myself as I packed. I was excited. And terrified.

“I need your passport.” His gritty voice came through my bedroom doorway.

I delivered it to him. “No comments about the photo.”

A smile teased his lips as he flipped it open and took in my ridiculous hair from five years ago. Then, his smile froze.

“You’re only twenty five?” He scrubbed a hand over his face.

“Yeah, you dirty old man. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful with you. Don’t want you to break a hip or anything.”

He gave me a playfully annoyed look and went back to entering in the info.

I spent the remainder of the short afternoon handling administrative issues, like paying my rent, arranging for my Jag to stay in the parking garage, and then I purchased a replacement iPhone. Thank god all my contacts were backed up. I texted Evie, and that brought us to the cozy Italian restaurant.

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