“It’s delicious.”
“Tell me about it. This is the best chocolate cake ever.” He took another bite, believing he could taste her on the fork.
Once they finished their coffee and cake, he helped her outside, luring her around the back toward his parked car.
“You’ve got a car?”
“I do, and I don’t feel like walking all the way to my studio apartment.” He helped her inside, leaning over to strap her in.
“I can fasten my own seatbelt.”
“I want to do it.”
Once the seatbelt was fastened, he moved around to the driver’s side, climbing in.
She sat back, closing her eyes. “Your car is so comfortable.” She ran her hands down the leather seats, and he must have sex on the brain because he imagined those same hands caressing him.
It was driving him crazy with need.
“All the comfort for you. So tell me, Sydney, why haven’t you opened up your own cake shop or bakery? If you bake cakes like that, you must be good at everything else?” he asked.
“I don’t want my own bakery. I love baking for Tricia. Believe me, I’ve been offered a chance to have my own business, but I’m not interested,” Sydney said.
“How come?”
“My parents owned a bakery when I was growing up. At first it was great, and they were doing well. Then the markets changed, illness struck, and the bakery became a nightmare, costing more to keep it open than profits. Dawn and I both agreed we didn’t want that kind of life where we were worried about profits, and running a business.”
“Did Dawn talk you out of it?”
“No. She said if I ever want to start my own business she’d be by my side. She can’t bake a thing. I got the baking bug. She’s more of the business geek.”
He didn’t imagine the woman he saw last night as a business geek. “Really?”
“Yeah. A lot of people don’t know it, but Dawn could bore anyone to death with the tax system, the rules, blah, blah, blah.” She chuckled. “I love my sister and my parents. I just don’t want to grow to hate something I’ve loved doing for so long. I love my baking, and I won’t stop it.”
“If it’s a passion you love I don’t see a reason why you should change it.”
“Tricia, the woman who was tasting the cakes, she’s been really good to me. I adore working for her. I get a great deal of freedom, and none of the stress.”
“I can see that.”
“So, we’re alone. Are you going to tell me about the murky deals of the porn business?” She lowered her voice, going all dark.
“It’s really not that dark, Syd, sorry to upset you.”
“I’m not upset, just curious.”
“Not curious enough to watch?”
“No. I watched once, it was boring, end of story.”
He parked up in the designated parking area, and cut the engine.
“We’re here?” she asked.
“Yes. We’re here.” He opened the door and was on the way around to her side, but she was already out.
Jason took her hand, and led her up toward the main doors. This was his space, and he rarely brought women back here. He preferred to go to their houses to fuck.
“Let’s go inside,” he said, pulling out his key.
Once inside, he locked the door, throwing his keys back into the tray.
“Wow, this is completely a letdown.”
“What did you expect? Naked men and women?”
“I don’t know what I expected.”
“Sorry to upset you. I don’t bring my business home with me.” Unless you call my cock business.
She walked into the room, glancing around. “Okay, now I’m here I really don’t know what to do.”
He chuckled, walking toward her. Rubbing her arms, he stared into her beautiful brown eyes. “Relax. I’m not going to kill you or attack you. Do you want a drink?”
“Coffee if you’ve got it. I’m not a big drinker.”
Jason watched her as she took a seat in front of the large television. Richard was nowhere to be seen, but he didn’t expect his friend to be around as he was filming again today. He was screwing three girls today, a blonde, a redhead, and a brunette, one after the other.
Jason finished making the coffee, and moved toward her, handing her a cup.
“Thank you.”
Sitting down beside her, he inhaled the subtle scent of her perfume. It was mellow and sweet. He only scented it because he was close. She took a sip of her coffee, leaning forward, and placed her hot coffee on a coaster on the table.
“Come on, tell me. I’m here in your private apartment. What is it like?”
“You really want to know about porn?”
“Yes.”
“But you don’t watch it?”
“I don’t need to watch it. You can tell me all about it.”
He shook his head. “Okay, you really want to know.”
“Yes.”
Jason ran a hand down his face. Maybe this could be the chance not to lie to her. To tell her the truth from his side of things.
Placing his coffee cup down, he turned toward her. He took a loose curl of her hair between his fingers, touching the strand. Jason wanted her. He wanted her more than any woman he’d been with.
****
The way Jason was touching her hair was turning her on. Her nipples were pressing against the padding of her bra. Sydney was so pleased that she’d worn a padded bra otherwise he’d see how easily aroused she was.
Licking her dry lips, she stared into his green eyes, and part of her wanted to close the distance between them, to take his lips.
“Porn is not as easy as people think,” he said.
“You don’t just get hard, and insert one into the other?” she asked. Her cheeks were heating. How old are you?
“It is that, but it’s not. A guy has to get aroused and stay aroused. I know that some men have to stay hard for a good four hours, without reaching orgasm.”
She winced.
“Yeah, it can be really bad. Then there’s the women. They lose interest or are not aroused. It’s a job, Sydney.”
“Does your boss have a girlfriend?”
“No. He doesn’t.”
“It must be hard to have a relationship outside of work.”
“How do you mean?” he asked.
He tugged a little on her curl, and she struggled to string together a coherent thought.
“I don’t know many women would be okay with the guy they were dating who was in the porn business. He’s screwing everything in sight. It’s not exactly monogamous, is it?”
“Why not?” he asked. “It’s business. What if the guy is thinking about his woman while he’s screwing those other women?”
“It doesn’t exactly make it easy though. He’s sleeping with other people.” She stared him in the eye, and Jason looked like he wanted to tell her something.
“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.