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Winnie snorts.

“Little did I know—”

“Little did he know,” she echoes.

“So three days later, I have a late night. The football team GM wanted more money.”

“They always need money.”

“Always.” I smirk at her. “And I go into my office, need to write some emails, and there's Loony Laura.”

“No!” Winnie gasps. “In your office?”

“Yep. In some very revealing lingerie. It's like a parody of an eighties softcore-porn movie or something.”

Winnie snickers.

“She literally meows like a cat and stalks me around the room. I'm trying to tell her that I'm not interested, trying not to escalate it, right? Because this chick has to be crazy. She's coming onto me hard.”

“Oh lord, I feel like I need to apologize,” Winnie says into her glass.

“Then she starts doing a striptease on my desk.”

“She got naked in your office?” Winnie chokes on the wine.

“Yeah, just threw it all out there. It was at that point that I realized that I like real tits, not fake tits. And I need a woman with an ass.”

“Please, you had to have seen something you liked.”

I shake my head. “I just wanted to make her some pasta with Xanax.” I tap the spoon of caviar on the back of my hand this time.

Hold it out.

I don't say anything. I want to see how far I can push her.

Not breaking eye contact with me, she leans in and delicately licks it off.

The feel of her tongue flicking across the back of my hand goes straight to my dick.

“I have to say, and it might be the wine and all this caviar you're force-feeding me, but all I ever wanted in a relationship is someone to shit-talk with,” Winnie admits with a sincere smile.

“That and dirty, filthy sex in an alleyway.”

“What?” She squints at me. “What did you say?” Her cheeks flush. Her eyes are dilated.

I know she's thinking about it, thinking about her legs spread, helpless below me as I fucked her pussy over and over. “Hmm? I said that's a hell of a way to flirt with me.”

“Oh.”

“What did you think I said?” I pretend to be mildly confused.

“Oh, um, nothing, just—probably should eat a little bit more.”

I hum.

The pasta course is here.

“You have to try this mushroom ravioli.”