I push him, making him take a few steps back, and he ends up against the wall, but he takes a step forward before I can do anything about it. “Maybe I’d like to call the shots tonight. Did you ever think of that?”

His eyebrows shoot up. “You can try.”

I almost laugh, in fact, I huff out some air before I can stop it. When I look up at him he’s grinning like the devil. I push him again and this time he lets himself settle against the wall, ready to see what I’ll do. I slip my hands inside his suit coat and drag my fingers across the hills and valleys of his perfect abs, then up across his chest, stopping to rub his nipple. When I look up he’s got his eyes closed and his head tilted back against the wall. He likes this. I slip the suit coat down over one shoulder with one hand and drag my other hand up and around his neck, pulling on him so he will lean down enough for me to kiss him.

He refuses, simply keeps his head pressed up against the wall. “You want to be in control, right?” He opens one eye and smiles. “Control me, then.”

Oh fuck. The wetness slips out between my legs and suddenly everything is throbbing. “I can, you know.”

This time he doesn’t even open his eyes. “Tell me how.”

I bite my bottom lip a little and think this through in the few seconds I have before I ruin the mood. “Well,” I say, a little breathless. “I could do all the predictable things.” I kneel down, my hands sliding down his chest and settling on his hips as I sit back on my butt. I watch his face the entire time. He doesn’t open his eyes or make any detectable shift in position. “Like bury your cock in my mouth.”

This makes him let out a breath and grin, but his eyes remain closed.

“But I’m not gonna do that.”

He chuckles. “Tease.”

I stand back up but my hands stay between his legs. I grab him and squeeze until he moans. I leave one hand there and then take his hand and place it over the buttons on my blouse. “Undress me, but keep your eyes closed.”

His other hand comes up and he works the topmost button free, but instead of unbuttoning the next one, he tugs the shirt out from my skirt and starts on the bottom ones. He releases each one until there is just a single button holding the two sides of my shirt together, the one right between my breasts.

“Do that one too,” I command in a whisper.

Ronin ignores me and instead slides his hands around my hips and settles on the zipper running up my ass. His fingers linger there for a second, his eyes still closed, his breathing a little more labored now. His hands flip up my skirt and slip around the cheeks of my ass. He squeezes, slips his finger between my legs, finds the wetness, and smirks.

His eyes still closed, he says, “I think you’re doing my job for me, Gidget. Stop turning yourself on.” He plunges a finger inside and I gasp and my head falls back a little. Except for his hands, he remains motionless against the wall. “Are you still in control?”

“Absolutely,” I say.

He laughs. “Is that right?” Before I know what’s happening my skirt is unzipped and falling to the floor. I’m just coming to terms with that fact when the button of my blouse goes shooting across the room and my shirt joins my skirt. This time when I look up at his face his eyes are open.

I’m standing in my sexy lingerie while he’s still got all his clothes on.

He laughs. “Good try, Gidget.”

“I’m not done!”

He spins around and suddenly we’ve changed positions. I’m face first against the wall, my hands spread out above my head and his thigh between my legs, asking me to open for him. He presses his full erection against my ass, one hand caressing my thigh while the other plunges back into the crease between my legs. “Oh, I think you’re about to come undone, Miss Corvus. I’m about to make sure of it.” His breath is hot against my neck as the words come out and then his tongue is teasing my earlobe. The hand on my thigh presses against my skin, travels upward with the same firm pressure, and then rests on my breast. He squeezes hard now and I moan and pull away.

“Hold still now, Rook,” he commands in a harsh voice as his fingers continue to probe me between my legs. His thumb finds my sweet spot and caresses tiny circles around it.

I exhale and push back against his chest because I’m having trouble getting enough air back inside my body, that’s how ragged my breathing is. “Please,” I whimper.

He pushes himself into me, forcing me against the wall. “Please what, babe?”

“Give me what I want.”

“What do you want?” he whispers into my ear. “Tell me what you want.”

“Make me come.”

He pulls back, like all the way back, until he’s no longer touching me. I look over my shoulder to see what he’s doing.

“You’re one crazy chick if you think you’re gonna get off that easy.”

“What do you mean?”

“‘Make me come’—pfft. Gidget, I can make you come anytime I want. Tonight you’re not gonna just come, babe. I’m gonna blow your fucking mind.” 

Chapter Twenty-Two - RONIN

I swear to God, her whole body blushes pink with my words and it takes all my self-control to keep from smiling.

This fucking girl. I just want to scoop her up and devour her.

I lace our fingers together and pull her away from the wall. She’s suddenly very shy, her eyes avoiding my direct gaze, her head a little bowed. I lift her chin with a fingertip and then kiss her gently on the mouth. “I love it when you watch me.”

She smiles, almost tips her chin back down in embarrassment, but corrects that action before she commits. She stares back at me. “What will you do now?”

I lead her to the center of the room, drop her hand, then sit down on the bed and lean back. “Take your clothes off, Rook.” I unbutton my suit trousers and slip my hand in my pants. My gaze never leaves Rook’s face. She watches everything I do and when I grab myself she takes in a short quick breath, then looks me in the eyes and slides her hand down her hip until her fingertips reach the first clasp on the garter. In seconds, all those straps are hanging loose and she wiggles the thin band of lacy fabric over her curvy hips and it drops to the floor.

She steps out of the little circle and sticks one leg out in front and bends the other so she can lean over and roll her stocking down. When she gets it to the ankle she steps forward and places her foot on my thigh.

I accept her invitation and slide the stocking off with her stiletto. They join the garter on the floor, a small pile beginning to form.

She repeats this and then my heart starts to beat wildly as she slides the straps of the sheer black teddy down her shoulders. Her nipples are bunched up and hard and her breasts push against the fabric as she wiggles it free from her body.

And then she takes my hand and places it on the string of her panties.

But I take her hand and place it between her legs. “You love it when I watch you, too.”

Her fingertips start a slow circle over her slit and then push against the fabric of her panties. And I swear, I swear to fucking God, I have to reach out and make her stop or I’ll lose it.

Her eyes rest on mine and she smiles.

She wins this one.

“Take them off, please,” she says sweetly as she pulls the string against her hip, then releases it, making it snap against her skin.

A guttural growl escapes from my throat as I tug her panties down and let them drop to the floor. She stands naked before me. “Now what?”

I stand up and undress myself slowly. Her eyes never leave my hands. Her gaze follows my suit coat as I drape it over a chair then returns to me in time to catch me removing the tie from around my neck.

Her little Gidget tongue darts out, wets her lips, and then she takes a deep breath that makes her chest expand and lift up her breasts. My dick is so hard it’s holding up the damn trousers and it takes me a second to free myself from the pants.