Chapter 12

twelve

. . .

Ruby

My head was spinning,my legs shaking, and I didn’t know how I’d ended up here.

How I’d agreed to this.

But it was all I’d been thinking about since I saw him a few hours ago.

One time. Sixty seconds.

What could possibly go wrong?

He’d most likely fail, and then I could tease him about it forever.

But he surprised me when his mouth found mine, my lips parting as his tongue slipped in. I hadn’t expected a kiss, but I wasn’t going to push him away. It was by far the best kiss I’d ever had, but I’d never cared much for kissing.

His hand trailed down the front of my body before it settled on my waist. The other hand tilted my head back as his tongue explored my mouth in the most erotic kiss of my life.

It was sensual and heated and sexy all at the same time.

The way he groaned against my lips.

Rocked his hips against mine, letting me know just how much he wanted me.

His lips moved down my jaw and my neck, trailing kisses along my skin.

Licking and nipping in between.

My body was on fire.

And before I could process what was happening, he dropped to his knees, kissing his way down my stomach before tipping his head back to look up at me.

“You don’t have a fucking clue how beautiful you are,” he said. “If I wasn’t on the clock, I’d take my time.”

“Sixty seconds. That’s it,” I said, my words completely breathless. I needed to stay in control. Keep my wits about me, even when all I wanted was to get pulled under by this man.

I’d never felt so out of control.

Wild.

I wanted to give in to it.

He found the hem of my skirt and pushed it up before burying his face right over the lace of my panties and breathing me in like a man taking his last breath.

Holy shit, this was hot.

“I’d tear these fucking panties off if I didn’t have to worry about you walking back out there without anything beneath this little skirt.” He slipped them to the side and tugged them down my legs, pulling my thighs over his shoulders as he supported my weight.

I couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t think straight.

I swear I was on the verge of blacking out when his fingers swiped along my most sensitive area.

“Just as I thought. You’re fucking soaked, Queenie.”

I whimpered as he leaned forward and teased me with his tongue.

My legs were shaking out of control, and I was grateful that he was holding on to me. My hands reached down and tangled in his hair.

It’s too much and not enough all at the same time.

I moaned when his tongue slipped inside me, thrusting in and out.

Nothing had ever felt so good.

I tugged at his hair as my hips bucked against him.

Wanting more.

Needing more.

His mouth was a fucking magical thing, the way it worked me over.

His thumb moved to my clit, and he applied just enough pressure to make me gasp as his tongue continued to slide in and out in the most erotic way.

My mouth fell open, eyes squeezing shut as the most powerful feeling moved through my body. Bright lights exploded behind my eyes as my hands fisted in his thick hair, and I cried out his name in a voice I didn’t even recognize.

I went right over the edge, my body shaking as I gasped and rode out every last bit of pleasure.

When my breathing calmed and my hips stopped rocking against him, I released my grip on his hair, and he tilted his head back to look at me.

“That was fucking amazing. You’re much sweeter between your legs than you are in real life.”

I was too sated to laugh as hard as I wanted to, but a raspy chuckle escaped my lips as he slowly placed my feet on the floor and fixed my panties and then my skirt.

Just as the timer sounded on my phone.

He’d done it in less than sixty seconds.

Taken me somewhere no man had ever taken me.

He pushed to his feet and grabbed my phone to turn off the timer before shifting his attention back to me.

“Was it better than what you’ve been doing all on your own?”

“Yes,” I conceded. “It was fan-fucking-tastic. Best sixty seconds of my life, so thank you.”

His lips turned up in the corners, and it was this sexy, confident grin that had me squeezing my thighs together to stop the ache that was building again.

My god.

What was wrong with me?

“Happy to prove you wrong. And now that we know how quickly I can do it, you just give me a call if you need to take the edge off again.”

“Well, don’t go saying it like it’s so outrageous. I could do the same to you in sixty seconds. We’re clearly just two horny people.”

“I can’t say that anyone has ever gotten me off in one minute. I have some pride, Queenie. I’m not a thirteen-year-old, inexperienced kid. But I guess you know that now, don’t you?”

Maybe it was all part of his plan to get me to return the favor.

It didn’t really matter.

Because I wanted to make him feel good, the way he’d done for me.

River and I may not be friends, but we understood one another.

We respected one another.

My hand moved between us, and I covered his erection, which was currently threatening to tear through the denim of his jeans. “How’s it feeling down here? All healed up from coffeegate?”

“Don’t tease me, Ruby. I’m already rock-hard, so if you aren’t going to do anything about it, I’m going to need you to leave this office and give me a few minutes alone. Or you can stay and watch if you want.” His voice was gravelly, eyes on me, as I continued sliding my palm up and down over the bulge behind the denim.

“I can’t have you gloating about your skills, now can I?” I stopped touching him and reached for my phone and held it up. “Sixty seconds on the clock.”

He nodded, eyes hooded, as I started the timer and tossed it onto the chair. I leaned forward and kissed him hard, my hands working the button and zipper on his jeans at the same time. I shoved the denim down as our tongues tangled once again.

Hungrier now.

Needier than ever.

Almost like we’d had a taste, and now we were insatiable.

My hands plunged into his briefs, desperate to feel him.

He groaned into my mouth, and I pulled back and nipped at his bottom lip before dropping to my knees.

I’d never been so desperate to give someone a blow job. To wrap my lips around him and take him as deep as I could.

I shoved his briefs down his legs, near his jeans that sat at his ankles.

He was long and thick and rock-hard. I wrapped my hand around him and pumped a few times as he hissed out a guttural sound, and his head fell back. My tongue swirled around the tip of his dick, tasting the pre-cum that was already there. River Pierce could own me if I wasn’t careful.

I continued teasing him as I tipped my head back to find his eyes on me.

“You going to let me fuck that sweet mouth of yours, Queenie?”

My god. The mouth on this man.

I was here for it.

I leaned forward and took him in. Inch by glorious inch. He didn’t move; he waited for me to set the pace. I started slowly, sliding my lips up and down, and each time, I tried to take him further.

Faster.

My hands moved around his backside and gripped his ass.

And that was when his hands tangled in my hair, and his hips started bucking in rhythm with my mouth.

“Fuck,” he hissed, as I took him deeper, feeling him in the back of my throat.

I didn’t gag.

Didn’t slow down.

I fucking loved it.

Loved the way I was affecting him.

“Reach beneath that little skirt and touch yourself. I want you to come with me.”

I did exactly what he said because I was so turned on, it wouldn’t take much.

My fingers moved between my legs, pressing little circles against my clit as he fucked my mouth.

Harder and faster.

He tugged at my hair in warning.

“Ruby.” His voice was gritty.

But I stayed right there.

Wanted all of it.

And my body started tingling just as he unleashed into my mouth, and I followed him into oblivion. A guttural sound left his lips, and I loved hearing him lose control.

I continued moving up and down his shaft until he slowed.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked up at him just as the timer went off.

My lips turned up in the corners, and he laughed.

I turned off the alarm and pushed to my feet as he pulled up his briefs and his jeans and tucked himself in.

“Well, that was—eventful.”

“I’ll take my glory now. Sixty seconds was all I needed.” I pumped my arm into the sky in celebration. “Turned you into a prepubescent teenage boy with no control whatsoever.”

“Says the woman who just came twice in two minutes.”

“Hey, you only got me there once.”

“I beg to differ. I think having my dick in your mouth got you there the second time.”

“Touché. Either way, it was a win for me.” I stepped back, unsure how to act now. So I did the most awkward thing possible and held out my hand. “It was a pleasure doing business with you, River Pierce.”

He took my hand and held it there, staring down at me with a wicked grin on his face. “I don’t know that this deal is done. I think you’ve had a taste of the wild side, and you’ll be back.”

“How very unlawyerly of you to say that. We had a deal. You’re already willing to break the contract?” My voice was all tease as I pulled my hand back from his grasp.

“I told you that I’m not a very good lawyer. But I am a good fuck, and I have a feeling you’re going to want to find out for yourself.”

“I thought you were Mr. One-and-Done?” I patted my skirt in place because I didn’t know what to do with my hands.

“I’ve never had a sixty-second deal with a woman, so I don’t really have a set rule on how that works. I’d normally spend an evening with someone, not a minute. So I think the rules could be bent.”

“I don’t think so. I just got everything I need. There’s nothing more to explore.”

He nodded, a cocky smile on his face. “We’ll see about that.”

“Don’t hold your breath.”

And then he did the most surprising thing of all. He stepped forward and wrapped his hand around the back of my head, and he kissed me.

Hard.

When he pulled back, I was breathless. “See you later, Queenie.”

And he walked right out the door.

And what do you know? I was turned on all over again.

This man was dangerous, just as I’d suspected.

I needed to take the gift he’d given me and run as far away from him as I could.