She watched him. Vulnerable. He brushed his thumb over her bottom lip.

“You’re that wild rose, PJ. So pretty at first glance, but the longer I look, the more beautiful you are. Unique. You’re vibrant and sensual. There are a lot of words I’d use to describe you, but fragile isn’t one of them.”

“I was going to make a joke. And then I thought how rude it would be of me to do that instead of thanking you for such a beautiful compliment. So thank you.”

He kissed her chin.

She tipped her head back, arching her spine, her pussy hot and wet as it grazed his cock.

He yanked her shirt off, caressing all over her upper body, taking extra time with her nipples and the rings in them.

“I missed you on me.” Her whispered words a plea.

She shredded him.

Without even knowing it, she took him apart. He shifted forward a little to kiss her chest, between her breasts.

She held his head, bringing him to her body as they both just soaked each other in.

“I missed being on you too. I had plans for you at my house. You need to come over tomorrow.”

Thursdays were the one day he tended not to go in to work. He wanted to spend the day in his bedroom with her, and he wanted to punch Mick all over again for ruining that.

“Maybe.”

He heard the laughter in her response and he nipped her skin and then over to her ribs. She shifted, laughing until he’d rolled on top of her again.

“Yield.” He’d meant it to sound teasing but ended up feeling and sounding far more serious about it.

Yes, that’s what he wanted right then.

She looked up at him with those big, beautiful blue eyes. Waiting.

She stole his senses. He found himself opening up with her in ways he hadn’t planned. But she listened. It wasn’t like he’d been lonely before PJ. It wasn’t as if he didn’t know women looked at him. But PJ didn’t just check out the outside and appreciate it. PJ focused on all of him. Gave him her full attention, and it made him feel ten feet tall.

And he knew she’d think it was a small thing, but it was everything.

She rolled him over and scrambled atop his body. She kissed him, tasting with sweet kisses, followed by slow sips. It seemed impossible to be turned on and totally relaxed all at once, but there it was.

She kissed down his neck, over to each ear, and then paused at his nipples.

“I love that you’re so sensitive here. It makes me so hot to lick over the bars.” She did just that and they both moaned.

The flare of her hips as she shimmied down his body called to him, made his mouth water.

“More,” he growled, and she drew a deep breath as she got into place on her knees between his thighs. She scored her nails up the sensitive skin of his thighs and over his balls.

She held his gaze, but he couldn’t stop himself from moving from her eyes down to her hands on him, to her tits.

Dipping her head, she gave hot, openmouthed kisses to his hip bone and to his cock at long last.

She played with the piercing over and over until he was so hard he throbbed. And then she swallowed the head of his cock. One. Two. Three times and then all the way to the root and back up.

He cursed as that last move dragged him to the edge, since he had no plans to come just yet. He liked watching her suck him off. Liked the way it felt even more.

Asa had plans for PJ, and they included fucking her hard and fast while he held her hair in his fist.

He shivered. Yes, that needed to happen, and so he needed not to come just yet.

But that didn’t mean he was ready to end this. He watched down the line of his body as she took him into her mouth over and over. Her ass moved from side to side, her tattoo so pretty and sexy in the dim light of the room.

She pressed two fingertips against the space just behind his balls and he grunted, thrusting up into her mouth.

“Yes. Fuck yes.”

She hummed, her tongue on the bar so it vibrated through him, and he let himself get so very close he had to actually grab her by the shoulders and haul her off.

“Hey!”

“You’re only hotter when you pout. You know that, right? Your lips are swollen from my cock. You’re pouting because you want more. Jesus.”

He rolled off the bed and rustled in his pants to grab the condoms he’d brought.

“Feet on the floor, top part of your body on the bed. You know how I like it.”

She managed to get off the bed and then gave him a look over her shoulder that had him hurrying back her way.

He put the condoms just out of her reach, but in her view. So she’d know what he was planning. When he was ready.

But for right then, he had other things to do. He stepped to her, kissing his way across her back and down her spine, dropping to his knees.

She thrust her ass out and he nipped her cheek, right where it met her thigh.

“Hungry for it?”

“Yes!”

He licked his way up the inside of her thigh, spreading her stance wider with palms at her ankles. “I need you all wide open for me. I want all of you right here.”

She made an inarticulate sound into the mattress. Her muscles jumped as he nuzzled her open.

“Nervous?” He licked against her clit a few times.

“Less so now,” she said.

He smiled and went back to it. There was something about going down on a woman from this angle. Totally open and vulnerable, all that slick, sweet pussy where he could touch and taste. That she offered herself that way only made him want her more.