Five

Five

For one really long moment, Jaime's brain short-circuited. It wasn't something she had ever done for a man before—not even for money. She'd always said she could hold her head high because she had not stripped or sold her body. There were things she had done in the past that would make most good women balk, but that stepped over a line. Add to that, she had never been a woman who liked to be told what to do.

But with this man it was different.

Mentally, she shook her head. No, it wasn't. It was the adrenaline from the night's work. Of course, his very talented mouth and tongue had a lot to do with it.

"I'm waiting, Jaime."

His voice wasn't as playful as before. There was a touch of the command she had heard earlier when they were on the job. She raised her gaze to his and was greeted with a stony stare. This was a different man than the one who had flirted. This one liked control—thrived on it. And in that split instant, she knew he would walk away if she didn't do as he ordered. Worse, she wanted to please him. Oddly, there was a part of her that yearned to make him happy. It was as if there was some kind of connection with him.

There was something really wrong with her if a man she had only known for hours had her doing a strip tease.

"If you've changed your mind, that's fine."

She heard it in his voice. He was warning her if she didn't, she would not be rewarded.

And what the hell was the reward?

Him .

She had been a woman who had survived thanks to a quick-thinking mind. She had refused entanglements, and Sean was one big entanglement. But she wanted this. She wanted to give in for this one night and complete what they had started.

She bent over to rid herself of her shoes, but he stopped her. "No, leave those on. And the hair—I like it that way."

Yes, he was in command, but there was a hint of heat in his voice. He was not as unaffected as he was pretending to be. She glanced down and had to fight the smile. Definitely not in complete control, if indicated by his erection.

"Time's wasting. You don't get to see my cock until I see those breasts and your tasty pussy."

She shivered. The naughty promise sent little sparks of electricity dancing over her nerve endings.

She lifted her hands to unzip her dress. She had nothing on beneath it. The anticipation of his reaction to that increased her arousal. Her sex was already dripping wet.

With slow movements, she slipped the straps off her shoulders then let her dress fall to the ground.

"All bare…I like that in a woman. Knowing that you're walking around with nothing but flesh beneath your clothes is very arousing. I like to know that I can take a lover to a corner, bend her over and fuck her right there."

"Or him."

He smiled and nodded. "Definitely."

He said nothing else for a few moments. The balls of her feet actually tingled. The need to move almost overwhelmed her. Then he lifted his hand and motioned. She hesitated and then did as he ordered.

"Turn around."

She did and was rewarded. The palm of his hand connected with the full part of her ass; afterwards, rubbing over the tender flesh. In the next moment, she felt his breath feather over her skin right before his mouth touched her. Over and over, he smoothed his hands over her rear end as he kissed and nipped at the same time. It was simple and very arousing. He slipped his hands up to her waist and urged her around to face him.

He leaned forward and took one nipple into his mouth as he slid a hand down to her sex. After thrusting a finger into her, he hummed against her nipple. The action vibrated over her flesh and shot straight to her pussy.

He pulled back and smiled up at her, his eyes barely opened. "Oh, someone is hurting, aren't ya, baby?"

She hated that term, but for some reason, when he called her baby, she liked it. She said nothing but nodded.

He pulled his finger out of her. "On your knees, kitten. I think I deserve a little bit of payback for earlier."

She did and waited.

"Unzip my pants."

She did and his erection sprang forward. He was so damn big. A little bit of precum wet the head.

"In your mouth."

She didn't even hesitate. She leaned forward and he stopped her.

"Hands behind your back."

Need lanced through her as she did as he ordered once again. She took him in her mouth and started to suck. It took a lot of work to keep herself steady, moving over his hard cock. Soon, though, his fingers slipped into her hair dislodging some of her pins. She paid no attention. He moaned as he molded his hands to the back of her head. Jaime hummed and he groaned loud, but he did not come. Instead, he pulled her back as he reached toward the table beside the chair. After ripping open the condom wrapper, he rolled it on, then he grabbed her, tugging her onto his lap.

She rocked her hips, pulling another groan from him. "Put me inside of you."

Jaime cocked her head and studied him. "So, I'm allowed to use my hands again?"

He chuckled. "Yes."

It was all she needed. Taking his cock in one hand, she slid down on him. Slowly, she moved, up and down, teasing them both with the possibilities. He pulled her close and took a nipple in his mouth once again, sucking, nipping, licking. Then, he urged her head closer so that he could kiss her.

Still, she kept the pace slow and easy. With a growl, he stood up, and walked to the bed. Once there, he took her hips into his hands, rose to his knees, and started to thrust in and out of her. Before she was prepared for it, her orgasm slammed through her. It hit so bloody fast, she screamed at the force of the sensation. But, he was not done. Over and over, he pushed her, threw her over that edge. By the time he followed her, she was worn out, not able to think straight. He collapsed a moment later on top of her.

She wrapped her arms around him. "You do know how to end a job right, Kaheaku."

He chuckled and turned his head so he could nibble on her chin.

"Give me a few moments and I'll really show you a good end."

"Is that a fact?"

He raised himself off the bed and looked at her. "Yeah, unless once was enough for you."

"Well, it wasn't exactly once."

His mouth twitched. He leaned down to brush his mouth over hers. "I promise you, once was definitely not enough."

She said nothing, but smiled. As he laid his head back down and snuggled closer to her, she realized that he was right. Jaime also realized she was probably completely over her head with him.

But if growing up on the street had taught her one thing, it was to live in the moment. Right now, this man was her moment, and she was definitely going to enjoy him.

The next morning, Sean slipped back into bed. He pulled Jaime against him.

"Where were you?"

"Phone. We have a briefing at three tomorrow."

"Hmm," she said, her voice drowsy with contentment. He loved the way she looked in the morning. The first rays of the sun were peeking through the curtains, leaving the room in a soft glow. She looked like a painting.

"What?" she asked. He looked down at her face, but her eyes were still closed.

"Lassiter wanted to know if we wanted to work another job together."

She said nothing. He needed to do something, so he traced his finger over her bare shoulder. Her flesh was so silky, as if she bathed in lotion.

"What are your thoughts?" she asked in a neutral voice. When he glanced down at her face, he saw a flash of vulnerability there. It touched his heart.

"I said I would have to talk it over with you first. I had a feeling it is why we were paired up. Lassiter knows what kind of partner I like."

"Oh, does he?"

He chuckled. "Not in bed. Definitely a straight shooter there. No, I like someone who is quick on his or her feet and doesn't mind improvising. I think even with that little mishap last night, we both handled it well."

She smiled. "I did like it."

"So, how about it. Ever been to Monte Carlo?"

She blinked. "No. I've never left England."

"Well, then, Ms. Alexander, I think we have the beginnings of a great partnership."

She didn't respond with a smile as he had hoped. She sighed. "What about this?"

He studied her for a long moment. "Not a requirement, but I definitely like it as a benefit."

She nodded and cuddled closer.

"Good, but now we have to talk about other things."

"What kind of things?" she asked before licking his nipple. Damn, the woman was going to be the death of him.

He slipped out of bed and tugged her to the edge, then up into his arms. He carried her to the bathroom.

"Why don't we talk about those things in the shower?"

She laughed. "Sounds good, partner ."

A very good start in his opinion, but he had a few ideas on just how to validate her faith in him—and they had a whole day for him to do it.