Page 45 of Never In My Wildest Dreams

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I do want to hear. So, go on. No judgment.”

“Some women have a hopeful look, and I’m not going out with someone who wants more than I want to give.”

“I mean, you say that, but when you meet the right person, that’ll go right out the window. If there’s one thing you have no control over, it’s falling in love. It hits you right out of nowhere.”

“I’m sure that’s true for most people, but not me. I have a different vantage point. In my field, very few people have lasting marriages.” Professional athletes spent so much time away from home, they tended to lead separate lives from their spouses. Combine that with the celebrity aspect, and cheating was rampant among them. “My job is twenty-four seven, and my clients come first. If they don’t, I don’t make money, and I lose my job. It’s just not compatible with having a family.”

“So, you don’t date?” she asked.

“No. I’m serious when I tell you my life is consumed by my job.”

“Oh, come on. Even the president has a wife and kids. I mean, if you’re asexual, I get it.”

“I’m not asexual. And you asked if I date. I spend time with women, but I don’t date.”

“I don’t know what that means. Come on, we’re being honest with each other. Just saying it like it is. You pay for sex?”

He laughed. “No.” Fine. She wanted the truth, so he’d give it to her. “I’m looking to fuck.”

An involuntary shiver hit her body, and she sucked in a breath.

Desire roared through him. Because she’d just told him exactly how responsive she’d be in bed. That she didn’t want him to hold her hand and whisper sweet nothings. Well, maybe she did. But she also wanted him to fuck her into next week. “You asked for the truth.”

She fanned herself. “I know, but it’s thewayyou said it. Please tell me that’s how you are in bed, all commanding and hard?”

“Well, I’m not romantic and lovey-dovey, if that’s what you’re asking.”

Her eyes rolled back in her head. “Phew. All right. I’m going to shower. And it’s going to take even longer, so don’t come knocking.” She shut the door. “And if you hear screams, I promise I don’t need saving.”

He had tremendous restraint, but this woman was killing him. His cock was hard and throbbing.

You are not sleeping with this woman.

You’re not fucking Hellcat.

If he were home, he’d go to the gym. But he wasn’t, so…

Time to go shovel snow.

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Hands against the cool tiled wall, Lorelei let the hot water stream down her body.

She couldn’t get it out of her mind. The length of his hard erection pressing against his jeans…the sound of his voice when he’d said, “I’m looking to fuck.”

Her body still tingled. Just like it did after a really good orgasm when her body still felt tremors.

This man would destroy her in bed.

She thought about Landon. His light touch and easy caresses. He was patient, so he got the job done. Maybe they’d been together too long—or maybe he just wasn’t into her—but there was no hunger in him. He’d never gotten her so excited she’dshiver.

Booker had seen her reaction. She was sure of it. He’d clenched his fists, and the muscle in his jaw had popped. He’d bit down on his bottom lip like he had to physically restrain himself from pouncing on her.Which, I mean, come on?—

Make me hotter.

Give me one night with this man, and I’ll be a changed woman.

Or, at least, she’d have a hard time walking.

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