“But it’s work. If he didn’t screw those women, he and his woman would be out on the streets. What if the money is good and he loves her?”

“Who are we talking about?” she asked, losing track of the conversation.

“I’ve known of couples who have perfectly good relationships and their partner is in the business. It can happen.”

She frowned. “I don’t know if that’s something I could do. We’re all different.”

He tugged her hair again, and she was losing the battle just to sit still. She crossed her legs, and his gaze ran down to where they were closed.

“Is there anything you want to tell me?” he asked.

She bit her lip, staring down at his lips, before looking into his eyes. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Okay, how about I go first? I can’t stop thinking about you, and last night I stayed awake wondering how I can get you in my bed so that I can fuck you.”

Before she had the chance to question herself, she closed the distance between them, slamming her lips down on his. She crawled on top of his lap, wrapping her arms around him.

Jason ran his hands down her back, cupping her ass.

She wore a pair of jeans and a tight shirt, but she didn’t care.

Biting his bottom lip, she pulled away a little. “I’ve never done this.”

“It’s okay. There’s always a first for everything.”

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” she said.

He gripped her hips and pressed her down onto his cock. Jason was already rock hard. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to keep kissing me.”

She pressed her lips back to his. He cupped the back of her head, and at the same time he moved his other hand to stroke over her pussy.