Page 84 of My Temptation

I closed my eyes when I didn’t hear her footsteps anymore, but they flew open when the bed dipped. “Mila.”

She swung her leg over my body and rested her weight on her knees before leaning toward me. “I thought we could fix what was ruined earlier tonight.”

Lifting my hands, I rested them on her hips, ready to tell her it wasn’t a good idea, but when all I felt was silky skin beneath my hands, my mind went blank.

“Fuck.” I squeezed her hips. “Mila.”

She dropped her lips to mine but didn’t kiss me. She only hovered there. “I didn’t want it there either, but I couldn’t stop once I felt your hands on me.”

“I know what you mean.” I ran my hands up her sides and back down.

“I think we should make it right. Just you and me. No audience, no disgusting club, no work.” She ran her lips across mine. “The way it should’ve been. What do you think?”

I ran my hand over her back until I could tangle it in her hair. “I can’t think with you naked on top of me.”

If I could come up with a coherent thought, I’d tell her this was a bad idea. I’d explain that while it was fun for her, it was so much more for me. I’d leave the bed, hell, I’d leave the room and put some much-needed space between us.

But I couldn’t seem to do any of those things.

She smiled against my lips. “Good.”

I pressed my lips against hers and kissed her slowly, wanting to take my time. She dropped her hands to my T-shirt and pulled it up until I was forced to separate so I could take it off.

“Only seems fair that you’re as naked as I am, right?”

I laid my head back when she grabbed the waistband of my pants and pulled them down. I didn’t usually sleep in underwear, but I had at the last hotel since we were sharing a bed. I needed as many barriers between us as I could get when it was way too easy to roll over and pull her against me. She had me naked in seconds and ran her hands along my legs as she slid her body up so our lips could once again touch.

When my phone rang, we both stopped and looked toward the nightstand. “Who the hell is calling you?”

Reaching around her, I grabbed my phone and sighed. “Brody.”

Mila sat up beside me while I answered. “Hello?”

“Got a minute?”

“It’s three in the morning,” I reminded him.

“Yeah, I wanted to tell you about some small equipment I’m sending with Nick. Nothing will raise any red flags with the airline, but some things you can use if it’s safe.”

“Okay.”

“It would be great to get some mics in the bar.” I felt Mila shift and wondered if our plans were ruined. Brody was definitely killing the mood with this phone call. It was almost ironic, considering he’d told me to leave her alone, and he was, without knowing it, forcing me to do just that. “I’m not sure of the best place, but anywhere you can find that might catch something. You’ll need to give one to Mila too and show her what to do in case she has an opportunity.”

“I can do that.”

I listened as he began to describe what he was sending, but then I felt Mila’s long, silky hair slide along my thighs, and I swallowed hard. There was no way in hell she would do what it felt like she was preparing to do. But when I felt her mouth surround my cock and suck deeply, I knew I was wrong.

Dropping my hand, I shoved my fingers in her hair and held my fucking breath, so afraid I’d make a noise while Brody talked. She skimmed her short fingernails along the inside of my thigh, and my head dropped back.

“We’ve set one of these before. Do you remember how?”

What the fuck was he even talking about? She stopped sucking and held perfectly still, and I realized she was giving me a chance to at least answer.

Clearing my throat, I finally did just that. “Yeah, I remember.”

“Good. The only other thing I’m sending…”

I didn’t hear anything else when she ran her fingertips over my balls and started again. Fire raced along my back and legs, telling me I would come if she didn’t stop, but when I tugged on her hair, it only seemed to encourage her.

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