Page 51 of Paging Dr. Breakup
“AIDET? You sure?” she asked.
He shot her a wolfish grin. “How else can we confirm that I paid attention?”
“I think you’re paying lots of attention right now.”
“Mmm.” He nipped the skin over her collarbone until she shivered.
“AIDET. A. Acknowledge.”
“Ah.” He traced the underside of her breasts with his finger. “Good evening, Ms. Steen.”
“This is strange, Calvin.”
He stopped. “No. This is kind of fun, for once in our lives.” He kept his palms on the fullness of her breasts and lightly stroked both nipples with his thumbs until she squirmed. “Continue. There may be incentives if you pass the module.”
“Ha.” Her shaky laugh slid into a sigh as her tips tightened under his touch. An ache formed deep in her pelvis. She cleared her throat. “AIDET. Acknowledge. Next one is I. Introduce.”
“Introduce. Correct. Ahem.” His expression became professionally pleasant. “Hello, my name is Calvin, and I will be doing my best to make your toes curl this evening.” He licked both thumbs and rubbed them over her nipples. Then he blew across her damp skin.
Her heated insides warring with the cool, wet skin made her legs shift restlessly, arching toward him for more. He paused his movements when she couldn’t form words. “Go on. What’s the next one?”
“D. Duration of service.”
“Duration?” He pursed his lips and pressed a kiss to the underside of one breast, then the other. “It is going to take a long time to slowly get you worked up and hot for me. Multiple times. I’m providing this information so you may plan for your evening.”
She gritted out words. “This whole situation is an EEO complaint waiting to happen.”
His teeth gleamed white in the lower light. “That’s funny.” He dipped his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth, brushing the tip with his tongue. All the while he eased his other hand lower down her abdomen. When he reached her waistband, he slid his fingers underneath and lower, stopping right above her throbbing core.
“Calvin?” She gasped, bucking beneath him, trying to bring her heated flesh into contact with his hand, but he kept his fingers an inch away from relief.
“Continue,” he said, eyes dark.
“Oh my gosh, you’re terrible.”
He grazed the hood of her clitoris with one finger, and she moaned.
“AIDET,” she burst out. “Fine. E is Explanation.”
Releasing one breast with a final lick that made her shudder, he peered up at her with an owlish expression. “Explanation. Ms. Steen, I intend to completely satisfy you. To accomplish this, I will use my mouth and fingers and… so much more.”
He grazed her sensitive clitoris with a fingertip, and she hissed and arched toward his hand. Waiting until he received her nodded assent, he slid off her leggings and underwear.
His pants brushed against her legs, the friction of rough fabric against soft skin sparking along her nerve endings. “Oh, Calvin.”
Kissing the skin over her hipbone and upper thigh, he growled and lightly nipped. Palming her thighs, he pressed her legs apart.
Then he paused, his breath fanning sensitive flesh. “You’re not finished yet,” he said.
Drolly, she replied. “You have no idea.”
Shaking his head, he smiled. “With the last part of AIDET, you get a reward.”
“Pizza party? Points toward a corporate-branded satchel?”
“Way better.” He dropped a kiss right on the juncture of her thigh and abdomen, inches from where she burned for his touch.
She tried to lift her hips toward him, but he held her in place and kissed her again, a tiny bit closer to heaven. But he didn’t move his mouth from that spot.
