The Collection (Contemporary Reverse Harem 5)

I looked down at her hand, which hadn’t moved from mine in the time I’d been telling my story. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

I threw some money on the table, and I waved at the bartender on our way out the door.

“I have to get up early, but I’d love it if you spent the night with me.”

She hooked her arm through mine and stood on her toes to kiss me. Damn, I was captivated by this woman on a level that was all new to me. I wanted to get her home and fall asleep holding her, chasing away the unpleasantness of the day.

Of course, before we fell asleep, I might like to show her how much I liked her.

Our cab sped across town as we silently held hands. I was lost in thought, replaying the events of the day, and how when I saw my assailants, my heart pounded and it became hard to breathe.

God, I sounded like such a pussy. But shit, getting stabbed wasn’t exactly fun.

My doorman buzzed us in, and as we walked through the lobby, it was clear Kealy was impressed. But she needn’t be. I had nice digs because I made a good living. I was lucky. It was nothing more than that.

Our heels clicked on the tiled floor leading to my apartment, and we were silent until we were inside.

“Wow. This is amazing. And what a contrast to the bar where we just were.”

I laughed. “You got me there. I like contrast in my life, I guess. Keeps my on my toes.”

When I’d switched the deadbolt on my door, I turned to find Kealy just inches in front of me.

Perfect.

I took her hand and led her to my bedroom, where I switched the lights on low and turned on Pandora. Then I turned to my girl.

But it seemed she wanted to take charge. No problem, there.

She pushed my leather jacket off my shoulders and lifted my T-shirt over my head. She paused long enough to kiss my scar. Then, with quick fingers, undid my belt and fly, my jeans falling to my ankles in a puddle. I kicked off my shoes to pull my legs out of my pants. My cock had sprung to attention in record time and was now tenting the front of my boxers.

Before she could go any further, I went after her top and pants. Damn if she didn’t look amazing in a silky little thong and sheer bra. Good thing I hadn’t known she had that get-up on under her clothes when we’d been out earlier. It would have been harder to concentrate than it already was.

She led me to my bed, where she pushed me down while removing my boxers. My cock bounced in the cool air, and then was engulfed by her hungry mouth. She went at me with such a vigor, I nearly blew my wad right then and there.

But I had self-control, if I had anything. I was going to lie back and enjoy watching my girl suck cock like there was no tomorrow.

Her lips bobbed around my swollen flesh and pistoned the length of my shaft ‘til I was balls-deep in her mouth.

“Fuck…” I moaned.

Christ, she was amazing.

With her lips still around me, she looked at me in earnest. “Come in my mouth, baby. I want your cum.”

Holy Christ, that did it for me. A rupture from the deepest recesses of my soul surfaced, as the most fucking amazing orgasm I think I ever had raced through me. I exploded in her mouth so fast and hard, she choked, and when she opened her mouth to breathe, my cum dribbled down her chin in the fucking hottest thing I’d ever seen.

But she wasn’t done. She got back to sucking until she’d cleaned every drop of jizz off me. Then she crawled up next to me in bed and snuggled into my arms.

“Damn, baby. You just about killed me,” I said.

She sighed beautifully.

If I wasn’t so goddamn tired, I’d have another go.

“I’d never kill you,” she murmured. “That would be stupid. How else would I get to do this again?

All right, then.