Page 86 of Bad Love

I shift up her body, satisfied by the color in her cheeks, the twin desire and pleasure in her eyes. The way her pulse thrums in her pale neck. I drop my lips to hers, and she stiffens at the taste. I hold her there, my fingers pressing into the nape of her neck until she givesin.

“I wanna come in you so bad,” I murmur against her lips, losing myself in herscent.

“That sounds nice,” shemurmurs.

I grin as I slip a finger back inside her. Her head falls back, her eyes drifting shut on a sigh of pleasure that makes me feel like aking.

I want to beherking, I realize. I want to take her places she's neverbeen.

I shift her gently off the island and turn her so she’s leaning on it. Then I strip the wrecked panties down herlegs.

I retrieve a condom with the one percent of my attention that’s not thinking about how good she looks, how good she’s gonna feel, how good I’m gonna feel. I love games, but there’s no more screwingaround.

"How’d reality compare to the fantasy?" I grind out the words as I rip into the package and work the condom down mycock.

"Not everything’s a contest," shemanages.

One hand holds her hip, steadyingher.

I take a moment to admire the view from behind before I press insideher.

"But if it was…" I brush a piece of hair behind my ear, knowing she can’t see my grin. Then I twist her ponytail lightly around my hand as I sink inside her, deep enough we both groan. "We’dwin."

Her flushed hands flex uselessly on the counter as she squeezes around me, gasping for breath as she adjusts to the feel of mycock.

I choose the rhythm, but soon she's backing up on me. Our skin slaps together, and I reach around to flick her clit so she gasps, her thighs clenching. She falls off the edge, repeating my name, and I follow her over, my release barreling down myspine.

As we recover, panting and sweaty, I wonder when this changed from me setting out to show her something to her blowing mymind.

Because somehow it’s not her firstjump.

It’smine.

18

"Ihave it!"a masculine voice calls from the doorway ofCloser.

Daisy emerges from her office. "Havewhat?"

I glance up from my desk. Ben’s standing in the foyer, shoulders square and chin lifted as if he conquered a continent. "The secret to theuniverse."

My boss snorts. "Doubtful."

Ben looks wholly unperturbed as he catches my eye, a flash of smugness in that expression. "We did one more iteration on the coding. It does everything you wanted,Kendall."

It clicks. "You mean thevibrator?"

I shift out of my seat and cross to him, Rena rising to watch from her desktoo.

Ben holds out a small box. I open it, staring at the vibrator inside. "It looks thesame."

"How wrong you are.” His low chuckle has me glancing up. “This baby not only learns what modes you use and optimizes over time, but it calibrates based on time of day. You can also add multiple user profiles, if you’re intothat."

Daisy folds her arms and lifts her chin. "Does it do drycleaning?"

"Silks and linens." Hegrins.

"Ben, this is great," I say, excited. I can't wait to tell Logan. If it's amazing, it'll make everything we've done worthwhile. He’ll be able to save his share in Hunter’s Cross, and I’ll get to pick my clients and send Rory tocamp.

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