Page 11 of A Lucky Shot

“Just you.” She arched forward, the pulse between her legs seeking friction. He slid his hand down her neck, along the curve of her round shoulder, and stopped with a look of confusion.

“There are no straps to slide off, if that’s what you’re looking for.”

“What is this?” he asked, dimples piercing his cheeks as he ran his hand over the material covering her ribs.

“Just some underthings.”

His eyes blazed darker at her, and he inched his hand farther up. “I’m going to unwrap you like a fucking present,” he rasped in her ear, “and it’s going to take a while.”

He could take all the time he wanted if he kept pouring his rich voice into her ear. This close, the vibrations made the tiny hairs on her neck stand up, marching down her chest until her nipples stood at attention, waiting for him to …

“Wait!” She hadn’t texted a status update in hours. Libby would be fine, but Jill would be freaking out. “I need to let my friends know where I am,” she said, pulling out her phone.

Sure enough, Jill had left a series of texts of increasing intensity, and Cass frantically hammered out a message into their group chat.

sooo maybe don’t wait up??

Libby

YOU WHORE!!!! GET THAT D!!

Jill

I’m so clueless it took me forever to realize you were trying to hook up!

I don’t want to be a buzzkill but what’s his name?

First and last?

The reminder yoinked her out of her daze for a half beat, and Cass peeked up at the gorgeous man dimming the room’s lights. “Um, what’s your last name? My friend is having a mom moment and wants some details.”

“Graham. Scorpio sun, Leo moon. If she wants a different horoscope, I’m a Metal Horse,” he said, and added with a sardonic smile, “No criminal record, and my credit score is excellent.”

Cass stifled a giggle as she typed, then whipped her head up.

“I read your name on the programme! You directed Oblivion! Why didn’t you say anything? It was so good! I loved it when?—”

“Fuck me.” He cut her off with a wild kiss that crushed the breath from her lungs. He pulled back and nipped at her lips, looking pained and gratified at the same time. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I really don’t want to talk about my movie right now. Tell your friends what they need to know and put your phone down.”

A thrill swept through her at his command. “Yes, sir.”

Josh Graham and he’s funny

not a criminal

Jill

Okay stay safe

I have my phone beside me if you need us to come get you <3

Libby

Bet you’re glad you splurged for the waxing yesterday

Her friends were beautiful, perfect, predictable angels, and she was buying breakfast tomorrow. If she wasn’t still tangled up in the bedsheets of Josh Graham with the excellent credit and compatible horoscope. Before she could kiss the screen, he took the phone out of her hands and put it in easy reach on the nightstand.

“God, you’re so beautiful. I don’t know where to start.” One step, two steps, and he pressed her against the wall, pinning her with his mouth on hers, his knee parting her thighs. The musky scent of sandalwood and citrus surrounded her as he kissed where her pulse hammered at her throat. His hands flowed under her shirt and grazed her nipples over the satin bra cups.

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