She reached for his belt.

She worked it open with steady hands and pushed his trousers down and freed him and wrapped her hand around his cock and felt him — thick and hard and warm — and stroked him slowly. His jaw tightened. His eyes went dark and heavy. She stroked again, tighter, her thumb moving over the head, and he made a sound that she felt everywhere.

"Zoe—" her name rough and unsteady in his mouth.

She stroked him again. He gripped her waist.

He reached for his jacket on the nearby desk — not looking away from her — and found his wallet and she watched him...