"Oh. Why not?"
"Because you don't need to know anything about the kind of people I deal with," I growl, not even wanting her to know people like that exist. "Some things, you never need to know."
"You know I'm going into computer forensics," she whispers.
"You aren't going into shit like this. You won't ever cross paths with people like this," I say, confident of that. "I make damn sure work never follows me home. Why computer forensics?”
“I’m nosy,” she says, shrugging. “And I’ve always been good with computers. Plus, it pays well. I’d like to be able to take care of my mom for a change. She’s been a single mom my entire life, working her butt off to take care of me. It’s my turn to make sure she gets to take it easy for a little while.”
“I love that.”
She smiles shyly and then seems to think of something. "Crap," she whispers, squeezing her eyes closed. "Your job is why you're so crazy about security! Now I feel like the biggest jerk on the planet for teasing you. I'm so sorry, Ryker."
"Don't be." I fight a grin, watching her. "The only security I actually gave a shit about is a secure room, sunshine. The only reason I harassed you about the rest of it was to have an excuse to call you."
Her eyes pop open, focusing on me. "Are you freaking kidding me right now?"
"Nope."
"I activated a brand-new set of keycards for your room!" she cries, gently shoving against my chest. "And I spent a freaking hour Googling locks, trying to figure out what the heck the difference is between types of deadbolts. You are such a jerk."
Her acerbic glare turns my cock to steel. Fuck, she's beautiful. Even though I annoyed the hell out of her, she still bent over backward for me. She still wanted me to feel safe and cozy in my ridiculous suite.
"I was wrong," I say, dragging her into my lap so she's straddling my thighs with hers spread around me. Her dress bunches up, flashing her ivory thighs at me. "You are excellent at customer service."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Mr. Montgomery."
"That's ten."
"Uh, absolutely not," she argues. "That's nine. You already spanked me once."
A slow grin stretches across my face.
As soon as she sees it, she realizes what she said. "I mean, that's zero. You aren't spanking me at all." She scowls, narrowing her eyes in what I'm sure is meant to be a stern look. But she isn't fooling me. She wants it.
"Yeah?" I grip her hips, bunching the fabric of her dress up in my hands. "You absolutely sure you don't want it, sunshine?"
"No. I mean, yes."
"Maybe I should check," I growl, grazing my fingers along the curve of her ass. She shivers, her thighs quivering around mine.
"M-maybe you should," she whispers. "For science."
My whole heart falls into her hands right there. It just drops out of my chest as easily as breathing. I don't even try to stop it.
"Come here." I shift her off my thighs and grab a pillow, laying it across them. Once it's in place, I ease her down, draping her over my knees on her stomach with that perfect ass in the air.
"Ryker," she whispers.
"Shh, sunshine. I'm doing science."
"Do it faster."
Yeah, we're definitely breaking her fucking rules tonight. And I don't think she's going to be too mad about it.
I run my hand up her legs, dragging her dress up with me again. My tongue feels cloven to the roof of my mouth. My cock is hard enough to break off. She’s ivory perfection everywhere, as soft as she is smooth.
"Did you wear these for me, sunshine?" I breathe, trying not to fall on her like a madman when I see the black lace panties. They're tiny, delicate… and I desperately want to rip them from her perfect body and bury my face between her round cheeks.