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He nipped my neck, and I shuddered against him as I finally got his sleeve buttons undone. I pulled his shirt off and tossed it behind me before staring greedily at his naked chest.

“You’re beautiful,” I said.

“So are you,” he said.

I shrugged off the compliment, reaching out with trembling fingers to trace across his broad chest. He had a light layer of dark hair across his chest, small, flat nipples, and a firm stomach. I trailed my fingers across his abs. “Do you work out every day?”

“Most days,” he said. “I have a home gym.”

I leaned over him and kissed his collarbone before kissing my way to one flat nipple. I licked it experimentally, and when he groaned, I sucked it into my mouth. He cupped the back of my skull, his back arching as he made another soft groan. His reaction filled me with hot desire. He tugged my head up and kissed me hard, cupping my breast through my shirt and toying with my nipple. We kissed with a clash of teeth and tongues, our breath coming in harsh pants.

He pulled back, a look of guilt on his face. “Shit, your lip, I forgot.”

“It’s fine,” I said, even though my lip stung.

He grabbed my shirt hem. “Take this off.”

I lifted my arms, and he yanked my shirt over my head, tossing it on the couch with his. The look of absolute reverence on his face as he cupped my naked breasts did wonders for my self-esteem. He ran his thumbs over my nipples before bending his head to kiss and tease them into an aching hardness.

When he reached to cup my pussy through my pants, I pushed his hand away. He scowled at me. “Be my good girl and let me touch your pussy.”

“I want to be your good girl who sucks your cock,” I said, cupping his dick through his pants again.

His nostrils flared, and the look of pure need on his face sent my desire skyrocketing. I rubbed him lightly. “Please, sir?”

“Your lip is too sore,” he said.

“It isn’t,” I said. “I promise.”

He hesitated, and I leaned over him and kissed his flat stomach, tracing my tongue around his navel before looking up at him. “Let me be your good girl.”

CHAPTER 16

Riley

Happiness washed over me when Mr. Steele groaned and nodded. I knelt between his legs, not caring that the hardwood bit into my knees as I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. I tugged teasingly at his zipper, pulling it down slowly as he stared at me with a glittering, hot gaze.

He lifted his hips and working together, we pushed and pulled his pants and briefs down his legs. His cock popped free, and I left his pants pooled at his ankles, too eager to get my hands and my mouth on the most beautiful dick I’d ever seen.

His soft moan when I gripped the base of his cock made my pussy flutter, and I gave him a long, firm stroke, rubbing my thumb over the wide head when I reached it. He sucked in a harsh breath, his fingers digging into his thighs, and his gaze narrowed in on my hand. I stroked him firmly, admiring the velvet softness of his skin. He was long and thick, bigger than anyone I’d been with in the past, and my pussy clenched with need at the thought of trying to take him.

You don’t get to fuck him.

Disappointment washed over me, so intense and heavy that it was impossible to pretend I didn’t feel it. Just a few short weeks ago, I’d been horrified at the thought of fucking a man for money, and now I was disappointed I wasn’t allowed to.

My hand slowed as I tried to process this new emotion. Mr. Steele was clear about his no intercourse rule, so even if I changed mine, it still wouldn’t happen.

Change it? Why would you change it? My inner voice sounded a little panicked.

Do you not see this magnificent dick in front of us?

“Charlotte?”

I looked up at Mr. Steele. With a weirdly worried look, he said, “If you’ve changed your mind, that’s fine. We can stop.”

“What? No,” I said quickly. “I don’t want to stop.”

I stared at my hand that had, in fact, stopped. Smiling at him, I rubbed him briskly, twisting my wrist as I worked my way down his shaft.

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