"Jesus Christ," I say raggedly, gritting my teeth to keep from fountaining come into my pants. "Tell me how to satisfy you. Show me. Please."

Knowing how to make this woman orgasm is suddenly the most important knowledge I'll ever possess. Forget coding. Forget my endless hunt for new formulas. My only mission is her pleasure now and it's urgent. I need to know how to fuck her right. Immediately.

"Don't you know?" she whispers, straddling me. Sitting on my thighs while she unbuttons my pants ...