Page 64 of Taste of Addiction

I shrug. “I guess so.” I’m not really sure why he decided that a walk was in order for this morning, but I am glad he suggested it. Once my breathing returns to a less dramatic state, I do feel great.

“Want to go grab a coffee?”

“Sure.” I check my phone for the time. “I have to work this afternoon.”

“About that…”

I stop the slow pace and look up at him. “I didn’t go in yesterday. These are my only two days I actually work.”

He nods and then looks off into the street—at what, I have no idea.

“Well, I guess I’ll be drinking a lot of my calories today.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I do if I don’t want to look like a weirdo stalker.” His smile beams across his lips and I burst out laughing.

“You are something.”

“Better than being a nothing.”

“True. But what about your work?”

“Playing hooky.”

I move in closer to him and press my body up against his. Warmth radiates from his torso. I step a few inches closer just to partake in the benefits of having a personal body heater.

“That seems mighty irresponsible of you, Mr. Hoffman.”

He plays it off cool. “I know the CEO.” He holds up his two fingers and crosses them. “We are tight.”

“Hmm,” I hum. “Wonder if he is as hot as you are.”

His eyes darken and he pulls me forward. “Quit flirting with me on the streets,” he says into my ear. “Don’t think public sex is a nonnegotiable for me.”

His growl makes me shiver. I look up at him and bat my eyelashes seductively. “Who says it’s one for me either?” I yip and jump as he bites my ear lobe. I glare at him and smack a hand against his chest. “Hey!”

He just smiles and pulls me into a coffee shop that is new to me. Once inside, he proceeds to pull me toward the family style bathroom that is in the back of the shop. He then guides me inside and locks the door.

“Not so bold now, are you?”

I turn to look at the sex-crazed man that guards the only exit and giggle, which is probably not my best move. But at least I stay true to my character.

“Here? In a coffee shop bathroom?”

His sexy grin makes me laugh more. “Are you biased against this bathroom for some reason?”

I shake my head dramatically and look around. “Seems good enough for me.”

I watch with bubbling anticipation as he walks closer to me and grabs me by the waist, pulling me hard into his groin and grinding me against his muscular thigh. My head flops back as I succumb to the sensations that only he can bring out of me. It is like my body is an instrument that only he knows how to tune. It is a heady feeling, knowing that I was made for him.

I save him time and start lowering my leggings. I kick off my right sneaker, remove one of the pant legs, and then slide the shoe back on.

“Someone’s a little eager.”

“Last thing I need is you creaming your pants prematurely.” I try to keep a straight face, but my smirk breaks out before I can reap the full effect.

Graham shakes his head at me. “What am I going to do with you?” he asks, pulling me to him.

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