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I tugged at his hair as my hips bucked against him.
Wanting more.
Needing more.
His mouth was a fucking magical thing, the way it worked me over.
His thumb moved to my clit, and he applied just enough pressure to make me gasp as his tongue continued to slide in and out in the most erotic way.
My mouth fell open, eyes squeezing shut as the most powerful feeling moved through my body. Bright lights exploded behind my eyes as my hands fisted in his thick hair, and I cried out his name in a voice I didn’t even recognize.
I went right over the edge, my body shaking as I gasped and rode out every last bit of pleasure.
When my breathing calmed and my hips stopped rocking against him, I released my grip on his hair, and he tilted his head back to look at me.
“That was fucking amazing. You’re much sweeter between your legs than you are in real life.”
I was too sated to laugh as hard as I wanted to, but a raspy chuckle escaped my lips as he slowly placed my feet on the floor and fixed my panties and then my skirt.
Just as the timer sounded on my phone.
He’d done it in less than sixty seconds.
Taken me somewhere no man had ever taken me.
He pushed to his feet and grabbed my phone to turn off the timer before shifting his attention back to me.
“Was it better than what you’ve been doing all on your own?”
“Yes,” I conceded. “It was fan-fucking-tastic. Best sixty seconds of my life, so thank you.”
His lips turned up in the corners, and it was this sexy, confident grin that had me squeezing my thighs together to stop the ache that was building again.
My god.
What was wrong with me?
“Happy to prove you wrong. And now that we know how quickly I can do it, you just give me a call if you need to take the edge off again.”
“Well, don’t go saying it like it’s so outrageous. I could do the same to you in sixty seconds. We’re clearly just two horny people.”
“I can’t say that anyone has ever gotten me off in one minute. I have some pride, Queenie. I’m not a thirteen-year-old, inexperienced kid. But I guess you know that now, don’t you?”
Maybe it was all part of his plan to get me to return the favor.
It didn’t really matter.
Because I wanted to make him feel good, the way he’d done for me.
River and I may not be friends, but we understood one another.
We respected one another.
My hand moved between us, and I covered his erection, which was currently threatening to tear through the denim of his jeans. “How’s it feeling down here? All healed up from coffeegate?”
“Don’t tease me, Ruby. I’m already rock-hard, so if you aren’t going to do anything about it, I’m going to need you to leave this office and give me a few minutes alone. Or you can stayand watch if you want.” His voice was gravelly, eyes on me, as I continued sliding my palm up and down over the bulge behind the denim.
“I can’t have you gloating about your skills, now can I?” I stopped touching him and reached for my phone and held it up. “Sixty seconds on the clock.”
