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and formal—very different from the warm little submissive kneeling in the living room. But the view over the Bay was a plus. Maybe he’d do her there, looking down at the lights of the city.
    He studied her for a minute.
    Fast, shallow breathing. The flush on her lightly tanned cheeks deepened with his perusal. He could see her nipples were hard under the fuzzy bra. Her hands on her thighs weren’t palm up as he liked, but were turned over, her fingers digging into the skin. Nervous. Excited. Maybe a little scared.
    She should be.
    “What the hell were you thinking letting a stranger into your home?”
    Her startled gaze met his. “You’re not a stranger. I know you.”
    “Hardly. I could break your pretty neck.”
    Her lips curved slightly. “Bless your heart; you’re worried about me, aren’t you?”
    “About your common sense.”
    “I’ve never brought�� I mean, I’m careful. Abby was on reception and knows you’re here…so Xavier will also know.” Her smile disappeared. “I’m not completely stupid. Xavier and Simon are your friends.”
    “You’re smarter than you look.”
    Her glare was pretty ineffective considering her cat ears had slid sideways. “If you’re through insulting me, how about I give you a blowjob and we call this quits?”
    Fuck, she was cute when steamed. His hard-on had returned; his cock was past ready for relief. Pity that, since he had no intention of rushing. Not with this little submissive. However, she needed to learn that snark didn’t win a reward. Not in his universe. “If you’re so eager, you can start with a blowjob.” He stepped in front of her. “Go on.”
    Her flush was more from anger now than arousal, but her gaze lowered. And she leaned away from him.
    Hell . Even for him, he was being an asshole. He dropped to one knee and lifted her chin. Confused brown eyes met his. Setting his hand on her shoulder, he bent and kissed her gently. Pulled back an inch. “Check the attitude, baby, yeah?”
    She gave a tiny sigh and nodded. Her eyes were liquid and soft—anger gone. There it was…she wanted him.
    He ran his tongue over her lips, felt them part, and took her mouth. Jesus Christ, she had soft lips. Her body was vibrating with anticipation. Nice.
    This time when he rose to his feet, she leaned forward. Her eager, graceful hands undid the buttons of his leathers, releasing him. Fuck, the freedom felt good.
    She started to take him in her mouth, and he made a reproving noise. “Tongue first. Hands on my thighs.”
    Gripping his legs, she licked around his dick, tracing the veins, teasing the head, the slit. Pink heightened the color in her cheeks, and her knees squeezed together. Nice. She liked giving blowjobs. “Take me in your mouth.”
    Her annoyed look at his direction was totally bogus. She moved one hand to direct his cock toward her.
    “Hands stay on my legs.”
    “Sheesh,” she said under her breath. After some awkward fumbling, she got his cock in her mouth, and damn, the feeling of being engulfed in steamy softness almost made him lose control. A tiny purr vibrated through her throat and into his dick. She bobbed her head up and down, her little tongue swirling, taking her time. Trying to tease him.
    Uh-uh. Letting her have too much control wasn’t good for either of them.
    So he leaned forward and bracketed her head with his hands. His slightly bent position tilted his shaft in a better angle for her throat, and he used her hair to guide her. He slowed so his control couldn’t get fucked up, then went faster.
    When her fingernails dug into his legs despite the leather, he grinned. She appeared submissive enough in the club—however, he’d only seen her in lightweight scenes. He wondered how much she really surrendered.
    By the time he was through with her tonight, she’d give him everything.
    LINDSEY HELD ON to Devries’s legs, trying to think. Couldn’t. Her mouth was filled with his cock. His ruthless fist in her hair took all