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“Who would have thought lions and tigers would result in that?”

“Don’t forget the hot PIs. That is what it’s more about.”

“I won’t be forgetting it,” he said. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you something else to look at, but I’m too weak to get it off.”

He was pulling his wallet out of his pocket to get a condom and she slipped the thin straps off her shoulders and pushed the top of her bra down.

Perky little pink nipples were flashing at him and making him go faster.

He was torn over whether he wanted a taste of them or to plunge into her sweet heat.

Nipples won out because he wanted to make sure he worked her up a second time.

Maybe he was out to impress like he had been with his T-shirt choice.

His mouth landed on one of those pink delights and his thumb and finger found another while he lightly pinched and flicked them.

He kept it up until her body was silently telling him what she wanted. Her hips rising and falling, her nails on his back.

“Tell me what you want,” he said.

“You know,” she said. “Don’t make me wait much longer.”

It was good enough for him, so he inched up enough and slid between her legs, found her opening and, rather than slide in as was his intent, she grabbed his ass and yanked him down hard, sending him deep.

Her hips were lifting and rising fast enough to burn some serious calories and he had all he could do to keep up.

“Slow down,” he said, grinding his teeth. He wasn’t ready to have this end, but she wasn’t helping.

“I can’t,” she said. “I just need it.”

He would have never thought those words would be enough to send him out of control, but they did with him pounding into her so hard that he didn’t even have a chance to worry that he might be hurting her.

Her legs came up and spread wide and any shred of control he was trying to salvage was gone at that moment.

She was screeching out his name and he was groaning right with her as the orgasm slammed into him at the same time.

He dropped down a second later and then turned quickly so that she was on his chest.

“Didn’t you turn out to be a pleasant surprise,” he said, his hand rubbing up and down her back.

“Why, thank you,” she said. “Good to know you could keep up.”

He snorted, but she didn’t say anything back. A minute later, he realized she was out cold and sleeping.

Guess she was the one that couldn’t keep up.

16

IT HAPPENED

“How was your weekend?” Miles asked her when she walked into the office on Monday morning. She wasn’t late but didn’t expect Miles to beat her here.

“It was good,” she said. “How was yours?”

“Fabulous,” Miles said. “I checked out this new club with a friend on Friday.”

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