Page 14 of Covert Affair

Sleep. I’m going the fuck to sleep. Before I do something really fucking stupid.

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STACEY MAE

Alone behind thesolid pine door, I lean back against the cool wood and let out a deep breath. My entire body is alive and humming. He was so close. Cody’s body pressed against mine, nothing but hardness against my soft curves. His lips mere inches from mine. So close that a few more inches and I could have kissed him.

How would it have felt for his mouth to fuse to mine? Would he have kissed me senseless with passion that could make my toes curl? With every ounce of testosterone and swagger that floats in the air around him, one could fantasize about exactly all the wicked things a man like Cody could do to a woman. The pleasure he could give to his lover.

Just the thought alone has me fanning my face and itching to reach beneath the cotton towel and touch myself. It’s hard to remember the last time anyone was even worthy of the visceral reaction that Cody had caused and I want nothing more than to relieve the ache he’s caused knowingly and otherwise.

But I won’t. I can’t go down that road again and I don’t trust that this is nothing more than a little hero worship happening. Hell, just a few days ago I couldn’t stand the smug bastard and now I’m ready to get off to the thought of his gorgeous face and the impressive bulge that so subtly pressed against my core only moments before.

I’ve just about convinced myself to forget all about him when there’s a knock on the door behind me.

“Stace…” Cody’s voice rumbles through the wood.

Anxious that he might have an update, I open the door only to have Cody push past me and spin me around until he’s pinned me to the door.

“I can think of a million reasons why this is a bad idea, Stacey,” he may be talking to me but it's himself he’s trying to convince.

“What’s a bad idea?”

“This…” he says before his lips land on mine.

Cody’s kiss is everything and then some. I can feel the desire and hunger in every swipe of his tongue against mine and in the moan of pleasure that vibrates through his body.

I want to reach down and stroke his cock through the jeans he’s wearing, but before I can, Cody grabs my hands and pins them over my head.

“We shouldn’t do this,” he pants, completely breathless from our kiss.

“What if I want to do this? I need this Cody. I need the distraction.”

“Christ,” he hisses. “This is a really bad idea.”

This time I snort and roll my eyes. “What’s the matter Cody? Never had a one night stand before?”

“No. Not with a client, and never on the clock either.”

“Then I’ll stop paying you. For as long as it takes for you to get me off. Would that be better?”

“You’re such a smartass.”

“And you’re a jerk. That makes us even. Right?” I flex my hips, brushing against his.

“You should tell me to stop,” he whispers before nipping on my collarbone. “Say it, Stacey. Tell me to stop, right now. Tell me to leave your room.”

“Don’t. Don’t leave Cody. Stay. Fuck me. Show me what you’re capable of under that tough guy exterior.”

He looks at me and raises a brow. “That’s really what you want, Stacey?”

“Yes.” More than what I want, it’s what I need right now.

“Only once, do you hear me? When I walk out of this room, that’s it. Got it?”

“I hear you. Now will you let go of me so I can take your clothes off?”

“Why am I not surprised that you want to be in control?” he chuckles as he releases my hands.

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