“You’re giving me some serious mixed signals here. Do you still want me to get out?”

I licked my lower lip and then bit it gently.

No. I didn’t want him to get out. I wanted to drop to my knees, take that cock out and deep throat him until he couldn’t stand it.

“Lace?”

That voice. Low and husky and seductive to a fault.

I’m going to do it.

I dropped to my knees and freed his erection, letting his trousers fall over his hips and brushing his boxer briefs down his rock-hard thighs.

“I’ll take that as a no,” he said gruffly with a swift inhalation.

His dick was a work of art. A shade darker than the rest of him, it was curved only slightly upward with two blue veins marbling around it. A drop of fluid oozed from the tip. I darted my tongue out and licked it off.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned.

Yes, he was a beautiful man. Every part of him was physically appealing. Every. Single. Part.

I’d already thrown caution to the wind tonight. I would suck this gorgeous cock, and then I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me.

Whatever. He. Wanted.

He wanted no relationship? I’d give him no relationship. But first, I’d give him a night he’d never forget.

And then I’d say goodbye to Rock Wolfe.

Forever.

I darted my tongue out once more and twirled it over his cockhead. He groaned again, and I couldn’t help smiling. He might be a jerk, but right now, I held a bit of power over him.

I was going to revel in that power.

I teased him with tiny licks and kisses all the way down his shaft until I reached his balls. I gave them a quick nip and then went back to his dick.

I wrapped my lips around his knobby head and applied some suction. He groaned again.

I continued to tease him this way, moving my hands to his hips to hold steady. But I was going to be in control here, at least while I sucked him.

He tasted like cinnamon and salt, and he smelled like hot musky man. My senses were on overload. I closed my eyes for a moment, erasing the visual to concentrate on the spicy scent, the salty flavor, and the feel of his hardness in my mouth. I could only take little more than half of him before he nudged the back of my throat.

“Baby, you suck cock like a champion.”

I smiled in my mind since my lips were otherwise occupied. Oh, yeah. I was going to make this one night he would never forget. Then, when I refused to see him again, maybe he would feel a slight twinge of the hurt I felt when he said there was no chance of a relationship.