Page 31 of Seduction in Spades

“There’s room for improvement.”

“There’s always room for improvement in any job.” She tries to scowl, but I can see the smile she’s hiding.

“Speaking of, how was work?”

She blinks a few times, surprised at the shift between us. My cock is still hard as stone and I’m working like hell to keep it away from her. If she touches my dick, I won’t be able to prolong driving into her. The condom is still pulled tight, ready to sink into her.

“You want to talk about my job?”

Shit. Now I’m thinking about a blow job. Not helping.

“Trey mentioned how important it was to you. You had a big research project this week.”

“He did?” Her smile is soft and sweet. “Yeah, I did.”

It’s not a total lie. I’ve avoided conversations about Avery with Trey, afraid he’ll tell me to stay away from her like he’s warned Ryder. It’s Avery who mentioned how important work is. It’s the reason she won’t give us a chance. Or at least, that’s what she insinuated.

“What is it you do exactly?” I know, but I want to keep her talking.

“Medical research. I’m on a team studying lymphoma and its causes. It’s pretty cool.”

“The people you work with are good? Boss decent?” I’m genuinely interested but also need to know if her workplace is safe, especially with Micky Donahue sniffing around.

“They’re all nice. Other than some interns from the local colleges, I’m the youngest member of the staff. Everyone’s married with kids, and the interns have their college lives. I doubt I’ll socialize much with my colleagues, but I’d rather keep my social and professional life separate anyway.”

A lock of hair falls over her shoulder and covers her breast. I push it away and toy with her nipple. “What’s your social life like?”

I’m teetering on the edge. My dick is about to explode but I want to keep her talking, keep her in my bed. I also want to know where I stand with her.

“Nonexistent.” She pushes the covers back and drapes her leg over me, straddling my cock. “I’m too busy with my side gig as a stalker to form a social life.”

“Is that so?”

“That is very much so.” She lifts her hips and lowers herself on my aching cock.

I forget about everything else.

Her avoidance of any personal questions.

Her ghosting me all week.

Her reluctance to anything but sex.

The secrets I’m keeping from Trey.

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