this lady for a minute?”
“Aww,” they pouted.
“Here’s five bucks each,” Faith said, opening her wallet.
“Yay!” The kids forgot all about Faith and dashed off with their earnings.
“Faith, this is Christian. Christian, this is Faith. You two have a lot in common. You both spend a lot of time around mostly naked, beautiful people for a living.”
Christian raised an eyebrow. “Model?”
“Strip club owner. Plastic surgeon?” she shot back.
“Designer.”
“Faith has no intentions of settling down and no tolerance for sweeping judgments on her lifestyle. Christian here has zero time to devote to an actual relationship because he’s in love with his business. I thought you two should meet.”
“Tell me more about strip club owning,” Christian insisted, leading Faith in the direction of the bar by the elbow.
Mission accomplished. If those two beautiful people didn’t decide to take their bodies on a strings-free test drive, then there was something very wrong with the world.
“When can we kick everyone out?” The gruff voice was accompanied by a nibble at the spot where my neck met my shoulder.
I turned and looped my arms around Dominic’s neck. His tie was loosened. He’d ditched his shoes at some point, and he had a cinnamon butterscotch cookie in his hand.
“It’s your birthday, Charming,” I said saucily. “We can fake food poisoning at any time.”
The music changed to a Frank Sinatra favorite, and I felt us begin to sway to the beat.
“Am I still in trouble?” I asked.
There was an eruption of laughter behind us as Mr. Mohammad finally reached a punchline. Brownie ran past us with a kid’s sock in his mouth. Several someones drank a toast to someone named Dave behind us. The back door opened, bringing just a hint of sweet cigar smoke into the room.
“Of course. Just because this is a moderately not horrible experience doesn’t mean you’ve escaped punishment,” Dominic said, running the tip of his nose around the shell of my ear.
A delighted shiver worked its way up my spine. “I really like you, Dom. A lot.” Smitten and dizzy. That’s exactly how I felt.
His eyes, those denim blue eyes, roamed my face intently.
“I just thought you should know,” I said, starting to feel embarrassed.
He gathered me tighter to him and danced me in a little circle. “I really like you too, Ally.” His voice was rough and raspy. And I thought I detected just the slightest hint of emotion in it.
With the snick of the lock on the front door behind our last guest, my charming, civilized Dominic turned into an animal. He shoved me against the wall. “I wanted to do this all night,” he growled into my hair as he ground his erection against my ass.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Do you know how many pieces of furniture I’ve bent you over, how many walls I’ve fucked you against in my fantasies?”
“Tell me.”
But he was too busy biting and nipping his way down the back of my neck.
One hand roughly shoved its way into the top of my dress and palmed my breast.
Pushing away from the wall, I turned in his arms and spun us so his back was against the wall.
“What are you doing?” he asked gruffly as I unbuckled his belt.
“Just re-enacting a little fantasy of my own,” I whispered. I let my teeth graze his jaw and then pushed back, slowly sinking to my knees.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
“Take out your dick, Dom, and tell me what you want me to do.”
If his jaw got any tighter, enamel would shatter, bone would crack. Oh, how I loved pushing the birthday boy’s buttons.
“Ally.” There was a warning in the way he said my name. I decided to ignore the warning.
I waited where I was on my knees. The neckline of my dress clinging precariously to my breasts. My hair a mess from his hands. I knew exactly what kind of picture I was painting for him.
“Come here,” he said gruffly.
I crawled to him, savoring the flare of his nostrils, the white-knuckled grip he kept on his control. The sound of his zipper was like music to my ears.
I stopped in front of him and watched as he fisted his shaft at the root. I licked my lips.
“Taste it,” he ordered.
Dutifully, I took that hot, velvety crown into my mouth and ran my tongue in a circle.
He hissed out a breath and shoved a hand into my hair.
“You make such a beautiful fucking picture right now, Ally.”
As a reward, I took a little more of him into my mouth.
His head hit the wall behind