his knees apart and inserted herself in the space between. Staring up at him with glassy eyes, she popped the button on his jeans. Lowered the zipper. Freed the head of his cock from his boxers.
The words no, don’t and stop refused to exit his mouth, so he shook his head, covering her hand with his.
“I want this too.” She drew both their hands aside and bowed forward, pressing her lips against his crown.
The flimsy willpower he’d summoned crumbled. Instinct moved his hand to her head. Raw need surged through him as he threaded his fingers through the golden silk and wrapped it around his fist.
“Stop,” he said, calling up his last reserve of inner strength and using his handhold to gently guide her backward.
“I’m sorry. I thought you’d want me to. Especially after I—” A pink flush rose on her cheeks. “Had a turn.”
He zipped up while his big brain still had control. Letting her hair sift through his fingers, he leaned forward and lifted her onto his lap again. “Watching you come was the single hottest thing I have ever seen. And I do want your mouth on me. I want you more than I can describe with words. I think you know that.”
Light bounced off her hair as she gave a little nod.
Not good enough. “I want you tonight, tomorrow, next week and however long I can have you after that. I don’t want to screw this up. If that means going home with a raging case of blue balls because I won’t take the risk of getting caught by a wandering five-year-old, I’m okay with that. Traumatizing your daughter would break your heart. Not a chance I’m willing to take.”
“That’s why you turned me down?”
“I didn’t turn you down. I sacrificed what would’ve undoubtedly been the best blowjob of my life because I’m hoping for a lifetime of them.”
“Ah.” She laughed softly while shaking her head. “That makes more sense.”
“What’s that mean?”
“Nothing,” she said, shimmying off his lap.
Didn’t seem like a “nothing” comment to him. Especially because she hadn’t looked at him since she said it.
He watched her move about the living room, picking up crayons and papers, fluffing throw pillows, lining up the assortment of remotes on the coffee table. All of which she did without making eye contact. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing. Just straightening up before calling it a night. I like waking up to a clean house.”
“It’s 8:45.” He glanced around the room. “And the place is already spotless. Is something wrong?”
“No.”
“Bullshit.” He pushed up from the couch, cut around the coffee table and blocked her path before she could escape to clean something else that didn’t require cleaning. “You’re obviously angry or upset, presumably with me since you won’t look at me all of a sudden. And I’m sorry if this makes me a clueless idiot, but I don’t know what I did. I just told you how I feel about you. How about you take a turn and tell me what’s going on with you?”
“Fine.” Her head jerked up and she met his gaze. “You told me how you feel about me, that’s what’s going on.”
“That’s what pissed you off?” he asked, and she nodded. “I don’t get it.”
“You sacrificed what would’ve undoubtedly been the best blowjob of your life,” she said, using air quotes. “That’s how you feel about me.”
He didn’t have to worry about his aching hard-on anymore. All the blood had diverted from his dick to the vein in his temple, currently beating like a rock band’s drummer against his skull. “You’re going to have to spell it out for me, because I haven’t got a fucking clue what’s happening here.”
Her huff would’ve been cute if it’d been directed somewhere other than him. “You told me you could handle my job, that you don’t look at me and think about what I do between nine and three.”
“And I meant it.”
“Bullshit right back at you, Jake. You were thinking about my job when you made that comment. You had to be. The only way you could know it would’ve been the best blowjob of your life is because you were thinking about my expertise in the field. About how many times I’ve sucked dick as a professional. About how many blowjobs I’d already given today.”
The accusation might as well have been a punch to his gut. “You’re wrong.”
“I don’t think so.”
“I know so, Candace. I said I knew it’d be the best blowjob of my life because it’s you, the