Page 69 of Nothing to Deny

“What what’s like?” she asked, stroking his hair from his temple. “What’s wrong, Hound?”

“I have no clients today,” he said, showing her his watch. “And I waited until six… No one’s paying me to be here.”

What did that mean? “I don’t know what you… How did you get in here?”

The building was supposed to be manned by security twenty-four hours a day. Only Truman and Roxie were allowed to just stride up to her apartment. Not that she had a problem with Baer visiting.

“I never left,” he said. “I wanted you to get some rest. It’s been less than three hours; I didn’t mean to keep you out so late. But I waited until after six…”

He’d wanted to take her home from Squires, she’d pushed for the dessert. If anyone should be sorry for them being out late—none of that explained his presence. After six. Her rules. After six. No one paying him. Not being with anyone else on the same day…

“Sex,” she whispered, catching up with his train of thought.

“Yes, please,” he said, trying to smile through his taut tension. “Lil’, if you just let me hold you…”

“I don’t have protection. I haven’t—”

He dug a hand into his pocket to produce a strip of condoms. Hmm, prepared, impressive.

She breathed out a laugh. “It’s wrong that I find that sweet,” she said and cocked a hip. “I’ll let you come in here and take whatever you want from my body on one condition.”

He groaned, teeth clenched. “Goddamn your conditions.”

She just laid a disapproving eye on him. “Did you hear me say you could take whatever you want from my body?”

“Okay,” he said. “Yes. Condition. What condition?”

Gathering his hands in hers, she walked backward, leading him into her apartment. “You keep doing it until midnight.”

“Midnight?”

When he kicked the door closed behind him, she heard it lock and pushed his jacket from his shoulders.

“Yes.” Friday was a workday, he had clients, meaning they couldn’t do it after midnight. “I don’t want a quickie. I want you all to myself all day. No money.” She kept on going, the bedroom not far behind her. “Be mine today, Baer. For free. Just us.”

“Just us,” he said, tugging her forward so hard they collided. “Those are conditions I like.”

Loosening her robe, he dropped his eyes to her body when the material fluttered open. Of all the hundreds of naked females he must’ve seen, she had to believe she was special, and she did. Some part of her did believe that. With complete conviction. As he slipped his fingers under the fabric on her shoulders to ease it off, she wasn’t self-conscious.

Naked under his scrutiny, desperate to pause the moment forever, she didn’t want to breathe. The hunger in his devouring gaze whipped her arousal into a frenzy.

“I need you, Frey,” he murmured in an almost growl. “Goddamnit, I’ve never needed anything more in my life.”

She edged forward to unbuckle his belt. “I’m right here, Hound Dog.”

He’d showered and changed into his jeans and tee-shirt at Squires before they went for coffee. That he was still wearing the same outfit confirmed he really hadn’t left her building since bringing her home. He’d known this would happen. Wanted this. Planned this. He’d been in the damn corridor outside her apartment thinking about it for three hours. Wow. Now that was dedication. And she talked about resolve?

“Goddamn, baby.”

Need stretched his restraint. The man could get laid twenty-four seven, yet she had that effect on him. Flattering. Humbling. Arousing. This wasn’t sex for the sake of sex, he could get that anywhere. Hell, he was paid for it almost every day.

“I’m right here,” she said, pushing his jeans and underwear down. “And I’m all yours.”

Sinking onto her knees, she took him into her mouth. Most women probably wouldn’t elect to do this for him. Some might. But he was paid to take care of his clients’ needs. She wasn’t a client, not there in that moment.

Doing her best to pleasure him, she licked and sucked, tasting him, learning him—he bent to grab her up and tossed her onto the bed.

“Please don’t make me embarrass myself,” he said, shedding the rest of his clothes, so he was naked when he crawled onto the bed above her.