The elevator ride alone was worth the price to get in. It was made almost entirely of glass and ran up the exterior of the building. The view was extraordinary, the lights of the city almost magical… Half an hour after I picked her up, we were tucked into a secluded corner of an exclusive nightclub on top of one of the city’s tallest scrapers.

Ice was tinkling in our glasses, and Emi was distractingly lovely. I watched her lift her glass to her lips and smile at me over the rim, and all my determination to stay on track seemed to melt away. I couldn’t forget the last time we’d been this close. She’d been bent over a desk and climaxing on my tongue…

“So you do like it?” I asked.

“It’s incredible, Chase,” she said softly. “I couldn’t have chosen better if I’d picked it out myself. And I can’t even begin to thank you. But… it’s almost overwhelming.” She tipped her head to the side and looked at me earnestly. Her eyes were bright, made even brighter as her drink relaxed her. She was lovelier than all the city light and the night stars put together.

“You needed it to help push your business into the future,” I replied, trying to focus. “You’re getting better offers now, and part of being successful is looking the part. The old van didn’t have what it takes.”

“That still doesn’t mean you had to buy it for us,” she said, reaching out to put her hand over mine. I had to fight down the need to reach out for her in return… underneath the table.

“Consider it a token of appreciation then,” I said, “for how good you’ve been to my sister.” I shifted and took a deep breath. “But I have something to ask of you in return. I want you to give up Sutton’s party. I know we’ve talked about this before, but…”

“And the answer is the same, Chase. I gave my word and I’m going through with it. But I did give some thought to what you said about how… intense… it might be. I listened, and I’m glad you warned me. So I’ve decided Reese and I will handle it ourselves. Tammy’s just too young.”

I nodded, unsure whether I dared push the issue. The waitress brought fresh drinks and smiled, leaning farther forward than was necessary as she sat mine down. I looked away and gestured for her to go. “It’s a good decision, Emi. I just wish you’d reconsider altogether…”

“What are you afraid of?” she asked, watching my face intently. She looked flushed. Her mouth was soft and her eyes blinked lazily. “Do you think I can’t handle seeing people lose control?” Her voice was soft, surprisingly seductive. I felt my whole body tense in response. I glanced at her glass and it was already half empty.

“I should get you home,” I said with difficulty. “It’s late and you’re tired…”

“And it shocks you a little..? To know that maybe you were right about me?” She slid closer to me and I felt her hand, warm on my thigh. “You asked if I wanted to be the bad girl for once… And you were right… I’ve been way too good for way too long, Chase.” Her fingers moved slowly up toward my hard and waiting cock. “I’m finding out that I kinda like being bad…”

It took everything I had to stand up, to take her hands and gather her bag. I pulled her up beside me and dropped a handful of cash on the table. “I think you’ve been bad enough already… for tonight, at least.” I smiled down at her, aching to kiss her full, soft mouth. “Christ, Emi…” I leaned down, unable to stop myself. I felt her response rise up from deep down inside her and my own body shook with the effort to hold back. She was so ready, so willing… so perfect…

“Your grandmother’s waiting,” I offered, praying the words had the strength to drag us both back to reality. She’d had too much to drink. And I wasn’t about to take advantage. But as I led her to the glass elevator, my words seemed only to spur her on. She stepped in beside me and the doors closed. The next thing I knew, her hands were unbuckling my belt, unzipping my jeans. Her warm, deft fingers had my cock freed in a fast second. She leaned into my chest, pressing soft, ripe breasts and hard nipples into me. I gasped… from the sensation… from our dizzying height above the city lights… I turned my back against view as we started to move slowly downward. And Emily dropped to her knees, looking up with a sweet, hot hunger in her eyes. She held my cock by the base and it swayed, towering…

“Emi… please…” I reached for her, trying to pull her back to her feet. “You don’t know what it is that you’re doing…”

She answered by making one long swipe with her tongue, from my aching balls to the dripping tip of my raging hard cock. Muscles inside me spasmed uncontrollably and my whole rod bobbed hard. She smiled. “I do know what I’m doing, Chase, and I’m going to prove it.” She tightened her hands around my cock and began to move… it grew even larger, even darker. “You want it too,” she said sweetly. “Just as much as I do…

Let me give you the same kind of pleasure you gave to me…”