This man, whose touch said he craved every inch of her. She was in ecstasy both from the sheer physical intensity of the moment, and from what it meant to her to be wanted like this.

He pulled back for a second to glance up at her. His eyes blazed darkly. He looked like a man who’d been feasting. “I want you to come on me,” he said in a low, raspy voice. “Let me feel you all over my face. I can’t get enough of you.”

She was nearly there, and she began matching his movements, rocking faster into his mouth as he returned to her core, caressing her with his talented tongue, kissing her with his fantastic lips, and sending her to the brink as he cupped her ass tightly in his hands. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, gripping her cheeks. As if he couldn’t get close enough to her. He went down on her like a man obsessed. As if he wanted to drink her in, to lap her up, to consume her.

She let herself be consumed by Jack as he took her over the edge.

She gave him everything. All of her pleasure. All of her body, as she did what he asked for, coming hard on his face.

“I trust that’s a yes to Gia’s?”

She breathed out hard. Her eyes were glassy. She looked so damn sexy that all he wanted was to bury his face between her legs again. But restraint was the most powerful aphrodisiac of all. And he knew how to use it. He knew how to play with denial. He planned to. But first, he needed to sort out tonight. She was the only woman he’d wanted to spend any time with since Aubrey had died. He needed to do this right.

“Meet me there at eight,” he said as he tightened the knot in his tie.

“Yes.”

“Oh, and you might want to straighten up before your next appointment. You look like a woman who’s been fucked properly.”

“But you didn’t fuck me properly, Jack,” she said, as she adjusted her skirt.

He buttoned one of the buttons on her blouse, savoring the soft feel of her skin beneath his fingertips, and the way she shivered from his touch. God, she was so utterly sensual. He wanted to do everything to her. He wanted to explore every inch of her body with his hands, his lips, his tongue, his cock, and with a whole treasure chest of toys. He wanted to give her every kind of orgasm imaginable. To bring her all the bliss in the universe.

“When I fuck you again, there will be nothing proper about it,” he said in a low voice, leaving her with that hint of what he might do.

3

Pressure

Jack arrived at his high-rise midtown office, ready to dive into work for the next few hours. His time away from business for the afternoon had lasted longer than he’d anticipated, but he didn’t regret the hour with Kana, and he definitely didn’t regret the moments with Michelle.