Page 85 of To Hate Adam Connor

We stared into each other’s eyes for a short heartbeat then she dropped onto her back, stretched out her legs, and opened her arms as if she was getting ready to be tied down.

“You can do it,” she said with a suffering sigh.

Confused, I asked, “I can do what?”

“Well,” she began, her eyes trained on the ceiling. “You broke in, so now I have to sleep with you. I mean, if I didn’t, it would be cruel of me. After all, you deserve it.”

When I didn’t say anything—because I was trying very hard to follow her logic—she propped herself up on her elbows and looked up at me.

“Didn’t you come here to fuck me? What are you waiting for? Come in and take me. I shall endure the process.”

I had to stop myself from laughing.

“To fuck you? You shall endure?”

She let out a dramatic sigh, and I smiled before she could catch me.

“You know, have sex, bump uglies, thread the needle, the lust and thrust, the horizontal hula, dip your four-inch wick, burry your four-inch bone, the grand slam—although with a four-inch tool, I’m not sure how grand it’d be, but…I’m curious and ready, so let’s do it.”

I walked farther into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed, right next to her hip.

She followed my movements all the way to her side. As much as she was trying her best to look like a virgin sacrificing herself for God knows what, I’d caught the way she looked at me on more than a few occasions. More than that, she must have forgotten that I already knew that her body practically vibrated every time I touched her, that she couldn’t stop herself from pressing her body against mine whenever I kissed her. If we did end up having sex, it’d be no sacrifice for her.

“You really have a thing for four-inch dicks, don’t you?”

She raised an eyebrow. “I prefer bigger ones, though I’m sure yours looks cute on you.”

I smiled.

She gave me a tentative smile back.

“So you want me to bump uglies with you, huh?”

Her brows drew in together. “That’s why you said to stay at your place, isn’t it? I mean, that’s why you broke in here.”

“Actually, I asked you to stay over so we could talk, and so I could thank you for what you did for Aiden. What you keep doing for Aiden and me. We, both him and I, really needed today. I can’t say being blasted with cold water would have been my first choice, but…”

For a brief moment, disappointment flashed across her beautiful features, but she was quick to hide it.

My little liar.

“Oh,” she murmured. “When you kissed me like that back in the pool, I thought you wanted me to stay so you could do me. And you’re welcome, I love seeing the little guy laugh.”

“You’re making me dizzy with all this romantic talk.”

“I don’t do romance, Adam Connor.”

“The curse, right?”

She nodded, her eyes daring me to make fun of her.

My eyes dropped to her parted lips, and I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and gently ran a knuckle across her lower lip. She stopped breathing.

“You like how I kiss you?”

“You’re an awful kisser,” she forced out in a whisper as she shook her head.

“That bad?”

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