“I mean, if you’re already worn out and need to take a breather…”
More jabs.Of fucking course.“I’m perfectly capable of fucking you until you are worn out and begging for me to come…”
“Begging foryouto come? You talk a big game.”
He jabbed back. “You’ll be begging me to hurry up and finish becauseyou’reworn out and need a nap.”
“Oh, guaranteed I’m taking a nap after this. I have a busy night scheduled.”
“Can we not talk work right now?”
“Sure. If you can finish what you started.”
He went nose to nose with her. “Don’t worry, I plan on finishing. But how badly do you want to finish before me?”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me.”
“That’s just wrong,” she grumbled.
“Now… Are you going to keep your mouth shut? Because soon I’m going to lose my erection and my loss will be your loss.”
“Meh. I have a pretty awesome vibrator that can take up your slack.”
“Did you ever think the shit you say is why you haven’t had any meaningful relationships?”
“How did yours work out?”
He pulled a breath in through his nostrils and squeezed his eyes shut to avoid losing his shit.
This woman.
He knew this would be a mistake.
He was right.
A touch to his face turned into a cupping of his jaw.
He pulled in another deep breath and opened his eyes to stare down into her face.
Her thumb brushed over his bottom lip. “That was a low blow. Sorry.”
ChapterSixteen
She was sorry?
She should be after planting thoughts of the Wicked Witch of Western Pennsylvania into his head. Especially while his dick was inside her.
Forget talking about work, the last thing he wanted to think about was his ex while fucking the woman beneath him.
“Crew.” His name being whispered pulled him out of his head. “Let’s forget everything outside of this bedroom. Please.”
First, she was sorry and now she was using niceties likeplease?
Should he be suspicious?
Of course he should. It could be a trap.