A fire lit inside me. “I think I finally figured it out.”
“Figured what out?”
“The prize I want, assuming you’re still giving me one since I now know you just let everyonethinkI won.”
“That depends.” Jagger’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “What is it you want?”
“You.”
CHAPTER 18
Sutton
“That’s not happening.” Jagger folded his arms over his chest.
But his refusal did nothing to deter me this time. I retook the steps I’d surrendered upstairs and put my palms flat on his rock-hard chest. He flinched, but I knew it was because he felt the same jolt I did, not because he experienced any physical discomfort from my touch. His eyes sparked with lust, no matter what his words said.
“Why not?” I asked.
“Because you work for me.”
“Nice try.” I grinned. “You already told me you wouldn’t give two shits if that were the only obstacle. Kiss me, Jagger.”
His chest rose higher with each breath. “I can’t.”
“Can’t? Or don’t want to? If you’re really going to stand there and reject me, you could at least be honest.”
His eyes dropped to my lips and stayed there. “Can’t.”
“Why?” I looked down, noticing a substantial bulge. “It doesn’t look like it’s a physical problem.”
“It’s definitely not a fucking physical problem.”
“Then what is it? Is it because of your…proclivities?”
He smiled sadly. “Sutton, putting my proclivities together with your history would be like setting two trains on the same track and waiting for them to collide. Plus, I’m the kind of man who sends jewelry and a thank-you note to say goodbye the next morning, not brings you flowers and asks for a second date. It’s not a good idea.”
“I’m not asking for hearts and roses.” I lifted my other hand with the intent of wrapping it around his neck, scraping my fingers along his skin. But Jagger caught my wrist. His hand held me tight, and I liked the way it felt. No, Ilovedit.
“Then what are you asking me?”
I took a deep breath and looked directly into his eyes. “To fuck me.”
His eyes closed, and he let out a string of mumbled curses. He was on the brink of giving in, and I would’ve stopped at nothing to watch him break. So I did the one thing I knew no man could resist. I dropped to my knees and reached for the button of his shorts.
“Fuck…” Jagger groaned. He looked down at me. “You look so fucking perfect like that.”
His eyes were so intensely fixed on me, I wasn’t even sure he noticed as I undid the button and took down the zipper. The tight boxer briefs underneath revealed the outline of his thick cock. I leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on it, leaving my lips against it as I spoke so he could feel the murmur. “I want you, Jagger. I want you the way you want to give it to me.”
He tensed as I scraped my fingernail along the skin just above his waistband, but he didn’t stop me when I reached in and wrapped my fingers around his girth.He was so hard and thick, it made me question whether I could even take what I was asking for. I was good at giving blow jobs after three years of being in a relationship without sex. But Brendan wasnotthis size. Still, I ran my thumb over the tip and was rewarded with a trickle of pre-cum. Jagger hissed when I leaned in and swiped my tongue over it.
He exhaled raggedly. “Lick it. Lick my cock.”
My entire body vibrated. I seriously could have come if I’d just reached down and touched between my legs for a second. I wasthatturned on already. I salivated at the thought of him giving me more commands.
Hooking my fingers into the sides of his waistband, I pulled down his shorts and boxers enough to free him completely and wrapped my hand around the root. Then I leaned in and did what I was told. I licked from the base to the crown. When I got to the tip, I opened wide and sucked him in with one long draw, until he hit the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” Jagger hissed. He reached down, dug both hands into my hair, and fisted my locks so tightly it burned at my scalp. But I loved it. Loved, loved,lovedit. The bite of pain made me want to please him even more desperately.
