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I’m sure she didn’t exactly mean for me to take that into my future relationships and sex life, but that’s exactly how I ended up taking it.

“Hunter…” Andi finally broke the silence with the sweet melody of her voice, but the sound of my name on her tongue had me worried.

“Yes?”

Andi’s eyes drifted over to the large bed covered in silk black sheets.

“I’ve never allowed someone to tie me up before. Would you be my first?” Her eyebrows dipped, and her teeth poked out, piercing her lip.

Andi was about as confident as they came. So, to see her break down her walls and appear shy, nervous, or whatever energy that she was giving off right now, it stirred my cock to life.

As a sex worker, you’d think she’d done it all. But as I got to know her, I came to realize that wasn’t the case.

While I knew she was open-minded and adventurous, it made me so unbelievably hard to know that there was something she hadn’t experienced before in the bedroom, and she was trusting me to take care of her.

“I fucking knew you were going to be trouble.”

The grin plastered on my face was quickly masked when I pulled her closer to me, covering her lips with mine.

We’d kissed a lot since our first time in that motel room. Our mouths were in sync with one another and becoming more and more familiar with each kiss. Today, it seemed we’d both had enough, our bodies aching desperately for more.

Andi—even in heels—stood on her tip toes to reach my height. Her fingers pulled at my hair, and her tongue swiped eagerly against mine. With my dress shirt already unbuttoned, she tore the fabric down my arms, leaving me in just a pair of slacks.

In a frenzy, I heeled off my shoes with my lips still locked with hers. I stood there practically naked while she still had her emerald green cocktail dress on. One that I desperately wanted to tear off her body. But the way her tongue toyed with mine made it damn near impossible to rip my mouth away from hers.

Her grip tightened around my hair, and I groaned in ecstasy, diving deeper into her mouth.

I’d been so deprived of this feeling for too long that it was almost as if it was brand new all over again. The way a kiss can alter your brain chemistry. How you craved to be lost in it for hours because just the act of a simple kiss with a woman you had growing feelings for could momentarily replace anything bad that had ever happened to you before.

We were both ready to throw everything that we’d dealt with in the past out the window, take this moment to move forward, and fall together.

With every bit of willpower I possessed, I slowly created distance between us, but not before I went in for another soft kiss against her plush lips. Her eyes stayed shut briefly, as if she was living in this same fairytale I was.

The one thing I wasn’t going to miss out on was what her body looked like as I stripped her clothes off. I know I’d seen each perfect inch of her before, but things were different between us this time. Our first time together, it was rushed and hurried. I didn’t get to truly appreciate the woman that she was. She was in control then, but now, it was my turn.

This time, I wanted to take my sweet time with Andi. I planned to live out the fantasy I’d had of her reeling through my eager mind for months now. To take her clothes off, leaving her in just the gold body chain that lied delicately against her tanned skin. Her heels would stay on, and she’d dig them into the bedsheets while I had each limb tied up. She’d be at my mercy as I fucked her with my tongue until she couldn’t take it anymore.

Spinning Andi around so I could feel her back pressed against my chest, I gathered her hair, letting it fall over one shoulder, as I took my time unzipping her dress. I pushed her long mesh sleeves down until her dress could fully drop to the floor, pooling around her legs.

Standing in front of me was a fucking goddess. I could hardly breathe and I hadn’t even made eye contact with her yet. My brain was working overtime, too preoccupied memorizing the muscle in her calves, the back of her thighs, and the way her ass curved so perfectly before hitting the arch of her back.

The smallest black string laid between Andi’s ass cheeks that she almost appeared fully nude. It left so little to the imagination that my mind stirred with ways I wanted to toy with the delicate fabric. But then there was that dainty gold chain wrapped around her that I needed to get a closer look at.

“Turn around. Eyes on me,” I whispered in her ear, not missing a second of the way her skin broke out in goosebumps.

If I thought I’d lost my breath a few moments ago, that was nothing compared to the sight I took in as she spun on her heel.

“My fucking God.” I was the luckiest bastard on the planet, unable to hold back my reaction to how truly stunning she was.

I’d seen her in lingerie at The Royale Room; I’d seen her in her Calvins that she liked to sleep in. But goddammit was I falling apart on the inside, because I didn’t know what the hell I’d done to be so blessed that I was the man standing in front of Andi right now.

I ran my hand over my jaw. Stunned and in complete awe of her.

The gold chain laid so perfectly on her body that it looked just like a bra would. Instead, it was a fine piece of jewelry, dressing her to the nines.

Before my mind could catch up with what my body was doing, I realized I’d already picked her up, her heels digging into my back, and her slick center rubbing against my stomach.

“I want you so bad, Hunter,” Andi moaned after her back thumped against the bed, and she laid there with me looking down on her, trying to figure out how I wanted to please her first.