Free Club Prive by MS Parker

hadn’t done anything wrong. It wasn’t like he was a married man or my boss. Okay, I admitted, he was working for my boss’s client, but that wasn’t really a breach of ethics. We were both consenting adults. And he’d responded, so I knew he’d been enjoying this too.
     
    Suddenly I realized what I hadn’t before. Gavin was still hard. I rolled over to face him.
     
    “You didn’t come.” I put my hands on his chest.
     
    He smiled at me. “I was kinda hoping you’d offer to help me out with that.” His smiled disappeared as he grew serious. “But only if you want to.”
     
    Was he kidding? I’d never forgive myself if I left him like that after the amazing orgasm he’d given me. Besides, I’d been dreaming about that beautiful piece of flesh since the first time I’d seen him, before I’d even known what he’d looked like naked.
     
    I gave his shoulder a gentle push and he rolled onto his back, his eyes bright.
     
    “My turn,” I said.
     
    I started with his chest, running my palms across the hard plains of his stomach, skimming them over his nipples. I knew that a lot of men didn’t get anything out of this, but I just had to try it. I lowered my head and flicked my tongue over his nipple. The flesh wrinkled and hardened almost instantly. When I started to suck on it, Gavin’s chest heaved. I scraped my teeth over it and he moaned. I took that as a sign of approval and moved to the other one.
     
    “Carrie.”
     
    I shivered as he said my name, his voice rough with desire. I released his nipple after giving it one last little nip and then began to kiss and lick my way down his abs. He swore when I dipped my tongue into his belly button and then I was there, at my prize.
     
    There was no way I was going to get all of him into my mouth, but I knew a few tricks. I may’ve only had a few lovers, but I’d learned a lot from them. I stretched out on the bed, flipped my hair to one side so Gavin could watch if he wanted to, and then got to work.
     
    I started with my tongue, licking all around him, from root to head, alternating between using the flat of my tongue and its tip. His flavor was as spicy and masculine as his smell, and it exploded across my taste buds. I wrapped one hand around his base and dropped the other one between his legs to cup his balls. The skin was even softer there than around his swollen shaft and I caressed it, smiling as his hips bucked.
     
    I took him in my mouth then, as far as I could, using my hand to work what I couldn’t reach. I swirled my tongue around him, careful to keep my teeth away from the sensitive flesh. After a few minutes, I began to suck, hollowing my cheeks out as I bobbed my head.
     
    My breasts were pressed against his thigh and I felt the muscles starting to tremble and knew he was close. Before he could get there, I felt his hand on my head, coaxing me back. His shaft fell from my lips, shiny and nearly purple with his need for release.
     
    “Not yet,” he said.
     
    I could see the strain on his face.
     
    “That’s not where I want to be when I come.”
     
    Oh. My stomach flipped and my core throbbed. Oh, yes. I definitely wanted that too.
     
    He held out a hand and I took it, letting him lead me back up the bed to his side. I was ready, but there was one thing I needed to say before we went any further. And I was going to kick myself for not coming prepared if he didn’t have anything either.
     
    “Do you have protection?” I asked, mentally crossing my fingers.
     
    A pleased expression crossed Gavin’s face and I took that as a yes. Part of me wondered if he’d been waiting to see if I’d ask or if I were so desperate for sex I’d follow his lead no matter what it was.
     
    He climbed off of the bed and I watched, appreciating the view, as he walked over to one of the wardrobes against the back wall. He opened a drawer, rummaged a moment, then returned with a box of XL condoms. Idly, I wondered how many of the club’s