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“Damn it, Reva. Don’t push me, please. I’m trying to be honorable here.”

She laid her head back against the seat and stared at the car ceiling with a heavy sigh. “I think I’m tired of being honorable. Even if it doesn’t work out between us, I can at least say I fucked my ex’s dad.”

Noah chuckled. “So, you’re using me?”

“And if I am?”

“I don’t want to be used, Reva. I don’t sleep with women without a contract in place.” The truth was he would let Reva use him if it meant he got a taste of her. But he really did want to be honorable and stay away from her. Unfortunately, that was getting harder by the second.

“A… contract?”

“It outlines the rules, so everyone is clear on their roles.”

“And what is my role?”

“To be a good little slut and take my cock whenever and wherever I want to give it to you. Among other things.” Those words never should have left his mouth, but there was no taking them back now.

“And if I just want one night?”

“I’m not offering one night. I’m not offering anything. But if I were, my minimum is thirty days.”

“I’m in.”

He laughed. “That’s a dangerous thing to say, little girl. You have no idea what I’m about other than the very tiny bit I revealed to you in the last five minutes. I can’t take on a reckless sub, Reva.”

She sighed. “Noah, I think you realize I’m anything but reckless. I’m careful, cautious, calculating even. When I turned down Parker’s proposal, he told me not everything had to be a three-month discussion. I don’t make decisions lightly. And just once I want to throw caution to the wind and try something new. If that means letting you send me to work with cum in my hair, then so be it.”

Jesus, she reminded him of her. And that was dangerous. It was wrong to compare her to the woman he missed desperately. But she was offering him a lifeline. He hadn’t touched a woman this way since Elise was killed and he craved the connection.

“Thirty days, Reva. That’s all I’m offering. At the end, we go our separate ways. But the thirty days doesn’t start until you’ve heard what I expect. And I’ll warn you now. It’s a lot. Very few women have met my expectations.”

“I’ll take it, Noah.”

“Sir.”

“Excuse me?”

“If we’re going to do this, the first thing you need to learn is how to address me. I’m not Noah. I’m Sir.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now I’m going to offer you something I’ve offered no one else before. We can go back to your room and I can give you a taste. If you still want this after I’m done with you, we can go over all the details and sign a contract tomorrow over dinner.” He didn’t like one-night stands, but this felt right. Like it might be the only way he could get a taste of her. And if she decided she didn’t want anything to do with him at the end, at least she would learn something about herself.

Her voice was a little less certain, but she put a hand on his shoulder and said, “I’m in, Sir. How long until we get back to the room?”

Chapter 8

Reva

Reva’s hand shook as she swiped her keycard to let them into the hotel room. Had she really agreed to this? Noah was the last person she expected to see when she went to tour the club tonight. And now here she was, letting him into her hotel room for… who knows what was going to happen?

Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew it was wrong. This was Parker’s dad. He was twenty years older than she was. But she was pissed and horny and someone was offering her the chance to explore the things she’d only ever been able to fantasize about.

Inside the room, she stood near the entry table and waited for him to say something.

“We’re going to use the stoplight system tonight.”

“What’s that?”

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