Recluse (Wolfes of Manhattan 2)

“I’ll try,” I said. “I don’t know how much time I’ll have for pleasure.”

“I’d be happy to show you around,” he said.

“I’ll be showing her around,” Roy interjected, handing him a wad of bills. “Thank you.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Was Roy actually jealous? The bellhop was cute, but he was nothing compared to the majesty that was Roy Wolfe.

I had no idea how long we’d be staying here. I hadn’t bothered to ask, and I hadn’t brought anything with me other than the sundress I wore last night since I’d gone straight from Roy’s place this morning. I assumed it would just be an overnight trip.

Once the bellhop was gone, I turned to Roy. “What now?”

“We have a meeting in less than an hour,” he said, a glint in his eye.

“Oh, no. I can’t. Not right now. I’m nervous as hell about my first official stint for your company.”

“I know a surefire way to combat nerves.” He pulled me to him, our gazes locked.

No. I shouldn’t. I couldn’t. I…wouldn’t.

Except I would.

I knew I would.

He crushed his lips to mine.

Our kiss was raw and passionate. We didn’t have a lot of time, and we both knew it. We dived into that kiss, our tongues dueling and jousting, our lips sliding together and our teeth clashing.

It was wonderful. A wonderful kiss. And I was getting wet…

He broke the kiss and lifted me into his arms. “God, you drive me insane, silver. Completely insane.”

I smiled against his shoulder. I could handle that. I liked it. Loved it, even.

No man had ever said I made him insane.

What insanity did Roy have in mind for me? I couldn’t wait to find out.

He pushed through the door to the master suite where the bellhop had taken my bag. “I want to rip those goody-goody clothes off your luscious body.”

Yes. Yes, please. But no! “You can’t! This is the only suit I have.”

“I’ll buy you another suit.”

“Our meeting is in forty-five minutes!”

He sighed. “Fuck. You’ll have to undress yourself, then. I can’t be held responsible for what I’ll do to those clothes. They aren’t you, silver. You belong in that flowing sundress you were wearing last night. Or in simple jeans and a cropped T-shirt. Or short shorts and a tank. Not an uptight suit. Is it even comfortable?”

“Not really. But I’ve always worked in an office in New York City. This is what I have to wear.”

“If you were an artist, you could wear what you want.”

I clasped my hand to my mouth. “Did you—”

“No, I didn’t look at your painting, though I’ll be honest. I was tempted. If it had been anyone but you, I might have.”

“Why not me?”

“Because I promised you I wouldn’t, silver, and for some reason, I don’t want to break a promise to you.”

My breath caught.

Of everything he’d said to me in the short time I’d known him, this touched me the most. I wasn’t sure why. He’d waxed poetic about my eyes, my breasts, my body, my pussy…but this…

Was this for real?

Was he for real?

How could I express in words what feelings he invoked in me without scaring him into running away screaming?

Answer? I couldn’t.

So I’d express with my body. I shed each article of clothing quickly and succinctly, placing it all in a neat, though not folded, pile. Then I knelt before him, unbuckled his belt, and unsnapped and unzipped his jeans.

Best thing you could do to show appreciation to a man? Every woman knew the answer.

Give him head.

And that was just what I was about to do.18RoyHer little pink tongue slid out from between her lips and she licked the head of my cock.

And I nearly exploded on the spot.

I hadn’t had a lot of women, but every one of them had given me head. Every one of them had exclaimed over the size of my cock.

Charlie Waters hadn’t said anything about my cock, but here she was, on her knees, about to take it into her sweet, warm mouth.

I had to keep cool. Had to hold on.

On the other hand, we were in a hurry.

I grabbed the back of her head and gently pushed her toward me, filling her mouth with my dick.

She let me.

She fucking let me.

All my other women had balked at that. Wanted to go at their own pace. Didn’t want me leading. I even understood, since it was their mouth and they could easily choke if I wasn’t careful.

But Charlie let me push her face toward me, took my cock to the back of her throat.

I wanted to come inside that hot little mouth. But I also wanted to come inside that hot little pussy. In that hot little ass, something I never thought I’d be interested in.

God, but I was. I was interested in everything with her. With this amazing, gorgeous woman who sparkled.