Chapter 7

At Roman's words, Blair's breath caught. She already knew, just from the little she had experienced with him… he meant every word. Her gaze flicked to his cock. Thick, hard and waiting. Dan had never wanted her to do this. But he hadn't minded when Laura had. She'd overheard their arguments enough to know that. Would Roman expect her to be good at it? What if he realized she had never done it before? Roman ran a hand over her head, his touch warm, possessive. "Take me in your mouth. I want to put that smart mouth to work." His voice was low, commanding, sending a shiver down her spine. Blair swallowed hard, her heart pounding. The scent of him, masculine, dark, and intoxicating—wrapped around her, making her mouth water. He leaned back against the Chesterfield, stroking himself lazily as he watched her. His cock twitched, glistening at the tip, thick veins pulsing under his firm grip. The sight sent heat rushing through her, but she hesitated. Roman's eyes darkened. "Don't think, Blair