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“Lame!? You wound me. It is not lame. It is most definitely fitting for you.” He grins at me, and I huff.

I stare at him for a moment, my eyes squinted in irritation. “Okay, fine. You want to keep that stupid nickname? Then you’re getting an equally terrible nickname!” I give him a smug expression, and he raises his eyebrows at me.

“Bring it on, Warrior Princess. But I’ll forever argue that it’s a perfect fit for you.”

I give him a dirty look and huff as I try to think of an absolutely terrible nickname for him. I stare at him, my eyes roaming over his body as I try to list all his attributes. For some reason, the Flying Purple People Eater song pops into my head instead, and I bark out a laugh.

“I’ve got it! If you keep calling me Warrior Princess, you’re going to be forever known as the Purple Pussy Eater.” Once again, my smug face is on full blast, and I’m feeling confident that he’s going to hate it.

He laughs, and I mean slaps-the-steering-wheel-he’s-laughing-so-hard laughs, and my face drops. This may have backfired.

“That’s so accurate it’s actually perfect!” He continues to laugh, and I huff, throwing my back against the seat, my arms crossed over my chest as I pout. I watch as we fly through the city, headed for his lab. I’m so pissed now that I just want to kick him. He finally stops chuckling as we park the vehicle and I climb out.

I throw my door shut and stomp around the front, only to be met with his broad purple chest that I just want to punch. So I do. I rear back and punch him right in his stupidly perfect pec, and he chuckles, pinning my arms at my sides.

“Oh, stop being sour! It was funny and accurate.” He leans over, running his nose along my neck to my ear, where he purrs, “And I do absolutely love eating your pussy. I’ll claim that nickname with pride.” He nips my earlobe, and goosebumps race across my skin.

Dammit! I’m not supposed to get turned on. I’m supposed to be angry at him! Stupid body.

When his lips meet mine, my body melts into a gooey puddle of who-gives-a-shit. I instantly forgive him for laughing at me, and when his hands release my arms, they circle his neck and hold on for dear life as my body begs to be taken by him, right here, right now.

He grips my cheek in his palm and pulls back, looking into my eyes. “What would I do without you, seriously? You make everything better.”

And swoon. I can’t help the smile and little flip that my stomach does at his words. How can I stay mad at that!?

“We should get inside.” He smiles at me, standing upright and loosening my arms from around his neck.

“You mean so we don’t get in trouble for giving someone a free show?”

He chuckles and shakes his head. “So we can get this research done.”

I sigh and give him an exasperated look. “Why must you ruin the moment like that? I’m literally willing to throw myself at you right now because you’ve turned me into a wet puddle of Take-Me, and you’re walking away to do research!? What kind of nerd are you?”

He full-on laughs as he grabs the door handle and opens it for me, waiting for me to walk in first. I scoff as I walk by him, flipping my hair and purposely swaying my hips just a bit harder. I hear a low growl as the door shuts behind me, and I grin. Yeah, I knew he couldn’t resist me.

Chapter 14

Kari

The short walk to his office is quiet as he trails behind me, silent. I push open the door and step through, leaving it open for him. I step towards the computer as the door clicks shut. The sound of the lock engaging makes me grin. Within seconds, I’m swept around and pushed against the desk, papers falling to the floor around us as he presses his nose to mine.

I raise my eyebrows at him and press my palms to his chest. “Hey, you started this by getting all sexy and dirty talking in my ear.”

He kisses me, a deep passionate kiss that has my toes curling, and I grip his shirt, pulling him to me as I go weak in the knees. One arm wraps around my waist and pulls me flush against his body, his other hand on the desk at my hip. He leans over, almost as if he’s going to lay me on the desk, and my leg involuntarily lifts to wrap around his waist.

He trails kisses along my cheek to my neck, and my head falls back as I sigh.

“We have some research to do. So sit your sexy little ass in that chair and start working, or the end of this scenario will never happen. Got it?” He growls in my ear before pulling back and righting us both.

I’m still tumbling down from the high he just put me on as he points to the chair beside me and gives me a pointed look. I stare at him, incredulous. “Are you serious?”

“Sit.” The command in his voice is not to be argued with, so I comply. I slowly scoot over and slip into the chair as I stare at him. My lady bits are weeping, not only from the disappointment but from the alpha-hole attitude he’s throwing out.

He leans over and puts his hands on my thighs, just under my skirt, and slides them up until his thumbs are nearly inside of me. I grip the edge of the chair as he grins at me, this evil grin that tells me he’s back to playing with his food and loving it. Sexy, evil bastard. “Be a good girl, and I’ll reward you. Keep trying to tease me and distract me, you’ll get nothing. Understood?”

“Fuck me.” My words are whispered in shock, but he hears it, chuckling as his thumb slides between my lips. It circles my clit, and my eyes close as I shiver, wanting so much more.

“I will, if you behave.” He pulls away, his warm hands leaving my thighs cold and shaky as he lifts his thumb to his lips, licking it clean before he winks and drops into the other chair at the desk.

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