She took a shaky breath and started the chorus of the song again—her voice wobbly but back in tune. Pike moved his mouth against her again, and his talented tongue lashed at her most sensitive spots while his fingers curled inside her. She arched on the stool, her arousal going to Spinal Tap eleven. The man’s mouth was a weapon of mass destruction—teasing and hot, confident and precise. No matter how advanced sex toys had gotten, none could stand up to this—teeth grazing, lips sucking, and tongue lapping at her like she was ice cream melting in the blazing sun.
Pike sucked her clit between his lips, and she lost her place in the song again, her body shifting all resources to the orgasm that was rushing toward her. But he wasn’t cruel enough to stop this time. Instead he hooked her legs over his shoulders and spread her wider, sliding his tongue inside her and letting his nose rock against her clit. Every one of her muscles tightened, all of her senses going on high alert, taking it all in—the scent of her arousal in the air, the sweat gathered on her neck, the erotic sounds of Pike’s mouth devouring her. Wet and crude and totally obscene.
She moaned, her eyes squeezing shut and her arms shaking from her stranglehold on the legs of the stool. Then every molecule in her body detonated at once. Boom!
She shouted Pike’s name, her voice blasting through the quiet of the studio, and rocked her hips against his mouth with jerky, involuntarily movements as she rode the wave of her release.
Pike didn’t let up until she was gasping for air and nea
rly falling off the stool. He eased back and rocked to his feet, keeping his hands on her waist so she wouldn’t fall, then he was gathering her to him.
She pressed her face into his shoulder, breathing hard and trembling from the aftershocks. “Jesus Christ.”
“Amen and hallelujah,” he said, a smile in his voice.
“That was—”
“My pleasure,” he finished.
She shifted against him, and his very prominent erection brushed against her belly. Her stomach fluttered. Normally, after an orgasm, she was set for a while, but the ache inside her pulsed anew at the thought of feeling Pike inside her. She tucked her hand between their bodies and curled her hand around the outline of his cock.
He groaned.
“Your turn now,” she said, giving him a stroke through the denim.
He leaned back and smiled down at her. “This isn’t about tit for tat. I can wait until we get to The Ranch. I just couldn’t resist you once you started to sing. I had to taste you. Had to hear you come.”
Oh, was that how he thought this was going to work? She pulled off her unbuttoned blouse and unhooked the clasp of her bra, channeling that place inside her where the confident Sasha and the real Oakley collided. She’d been bold on the phone with him. She wouldn’t chicken out in person. She let her bra fall to the floor. “No, Pike, this can definitely be about tits. And there’s no way I’m going to make it through the hour drive without having you inside me first.”
He groaned as he coasted his hands up her rib cage and cupped her breasts. “Fuck, baby. This isn’t how I planned to have you the first time, but you’re killing me.”
She sank into the touch, the feel of his callused thumbs grazing over her nipples. “So stop planning.”
He growled under his breath and put his hands beneath her thighs to wrap her legs around his hips. “Quick and dirty it is then.”
“Yes. That.” Her heartbeat picked up speed and she looped her arms around his neck.
He carried her a few strides and pressed her back against the window that separated the control room from the recording area. The wide ledge of the window took a little of her weight, but he kept an arm around her while he flicked the button on his jeans and opened the fly.
Taut belly appeared behind the zipper, no underwear between Pike and his jeans, and Oakley’s fingers itched to touch. Pike dipped his hand in his pants and freed his erection. He swiped a bead of moisture from the top and drew it down his length, giving himself a slow stroke. “This what you want?”
Another flood of arousal hit her. Fuck, he was beautiful. That snug T-shirt hugging his abs, his arm muscles flexing beneath his tattoos, and that long, thick cock promising erotic oblivion. She could watch him all night. “This view is so much better than what I imagined on the phone.”
He smiled and let his gaze travel over her naked torso and spread legs, her bunched up skirt providing no modesty. “Same here, beautiful. This is going to feel a lot better than our hands did, too.”
He moved closer and drew the tip of his cock along her outer lips, teasing her and sending a bolt of need straight to her core. She wanted to reach out and guide him inside her, fill the desperate ache, feel that hot silken skin against hers with nothing between them. But she couldn’t afford to be reckless. And she hoped to God he was prepared because her supplies were in her bag in the car. She licked her lips. “Please tell me you have a condom.”
He grinned, reached into his back pocket, and handed her his wallet. “Outside compartment.”
“Thank God,” she said on an expelled breath. She fumbled with the wallet for a second but managed to get the condom out and rip it open. She tossed the wallet and wrapper to the floor. Pike was still holding her up against the wall with one of his arms, so she reached out to roll it onto him. She’d never actually done that for a guy before, but he put his hand over hers and helped her smooth it down his length. The feel of his erection in her hands and his fingers pressing over hers was surprisingly sensual. She wanted to explore more, to get on her knees and touch and taste him. But there’d be time for that later. Right now, she needed him inside her.
She leaned back against the glass and hooked her arms around his neck again. “Fuck me, Pike.”
His lips curled wide at that. “Dirty words rolling out of your sweet mouth are becoming an addiction for me.”
“That’s why I make the big bucks.”
He ran his fingers over her wetness, making her writhe. “Yeah, but when you say them to me, I know you mean it.” He took his slick fingers and swiped them over her mouth. “And that makes all the difference.”