“Ah!” I’ve completely forgotten where we are, what’s around us, as my hips buck on the table. “Vincent, please!”
He grunts, never releasing me. It isn’t a fewseconds before I’m launching skyward again, moaning almost miserably as another massive climax is yanked out of me, and much to my surprise, I start topee.
“Fuck!” I try to pull away, but Vincent is holding me tight. He lets out a feverish moan of his own as I leak all over him, and I’m whimpering and fighting as he keeps me from escaping. My entire body flushes with humiliation as, at last, he pulls his fingers free of my pussy.
“I’m so sorry,” I say as I sit up on the table, horrified at myself. I try to climb off so I can go clean up. “I don’t know what happened, I didn’t mean to?—”
“Stop.”
Vincent’s voice is hard as stone. I do as he says, remaining exactly where I am. He looks up at me then, running his hands down my thighs.
“Was that new for you?”
I nod, covering my face with my hands. “I’ve never done that before, I promise, again, I’m so?—”
“Velvet.” He grabs my chin in his hand, forcing me to stare him in the eyes. “That was natural. It means I did such a good job that I made you gush all over my face.”
I suck in a calming breath to still my racingheart. Then I realize that yet again, we’ve knocked over his drink. I hastily climb off the table, pulling my skirt down, and pick up the glass. “Would you like another?”
Vincent’s eyes roll over me, like he’s judging me. I never fidget, but right now, I shift from foot to foot while I wait for his answer.
“All right.”
I take off to get his drink, trying to set my mind straight again after the mind-blowing orgasm I just had. No, not just one—two of them in a row. Damn. And he’s the one payingme?
At the bar top, other girls are waiting for their customers’ orders, and Bunny shoots me a look.
“Who’s that guy who keeps coming in and eating you out?” she asks. “Trade with me sometime. I wouldn’t mind at all.”
I shake my head, unable to put it into words. During the day, he’s my boss. But here, at night, he’s someone else. Someone who wants to consume me from the inside out.
VINCENT
Who knows what I’m doing here a second time. I couldn’t get Velvet out of my head. Then, she exploded all over my face, and fuck, that was so hot I almost went off in my own slacks. Now she’s on her way back, her perfect hips swaying as she carries a fresh martini glass in my direction.
A martini glass. With two olives in it.
She approaches and sets it on the table, then slides into the bench seat beside me. Her hands are threaded together in her lap, awaiting my judgment.
I don’t say out loud that this isn’t what I ordered. It’s what she knows I really wanted.
Sipping my drink, I loop my arm around her, pulling her in close against my side. I won’t ask anything else of her tonight, not after what we just did. She tries to reach over and touch my cock, but I stop her hand and return it to my thigh.
She understands the message and doesn’t try again.
“What do you do for work?” Velvet asks at length, her customer service smile still on.
“Finance. Investments.” I reach into mypocket for a cigar, then pull it out and cut off the tip. “Nothing exciting.”
“Sounds exciting to me.” She picks up my lighter and flicks it, bringing the flame to the tip of my cigar. I inhale until it lights.
“It’s money. Just money and more money. What do you do? With your time off?”
Her brows lift like no one’s ever asked her this question before, and maybe they haven’t.
After a moment, she answers. “Mostly self-care. Working out. Cleaning my house. Doing laundry. Sometimes I go to the bar with my friends.” She thinks for a time. “Said friends are single-serving friends, though. Good for a night out on the town, but not much else. When I need a heart-to-heart, I call up my friend from middle school who still lives back across the country. It’s been a while since I phoned her, though. Maybe it’s time.”
That’s much more than I expected to receive. So she lacks more meaningful connections in the city. I can’t say I have much in the way of close friends, either. It’s never been important to me. I make connections in business, and those are my “friendships,” if I could ever call them that.
