Page 25 of Pleasure Control

His cock tightened.

His balls constricted.

The sudden need to feel her bare flesh beneath his fingers, to cup her perfect supple breasts in his hands, and to lick her plump nipples until she cried out in heavenly bliss made him fairly mad with longing. His mouth salivated as he recalled the silky taste of her jeweled nubs and the way they tightened under his ravishing tongue.

Every instinct urged him to take her. To bend her over and fuck her. Right there against the bathroom counter. All night long. Lust exploded through him and dragged him under like a tsunami.

He hungered to answer the demands of his body, the needy pull in his groin. He ached to come up behind her, tug aside that scrap of lace covering her sweet pussy, and plunge his throbbing cock deep inside her tight sheath and ride her until her screams of pleasure drowned out his.

Everything in him screamed possession.

God, he wanted her. Today. Tomorrow. Next week.

Forever.

Oh fuck.

He began trembling from head to toe.

Jay cleared his throat, rattled by the foreign emotions she brought out in him. The sound gained her full attention.

She flicked him a glance but didn’t bother to straighten. Dark lashes opened wide over bewitching green eyes as she acknowledged his presence.

Oh yeah, the words finally came to him. Awe-inspiring.

“Jay?”

He swallowed and softened his voice. “Yeah?”

Her eyes were alive with excitement. “I think I’ve figured it out.”

With shaky legs, he took a measured step closer. “Figured what out?”

“The formula. I figured out what was missing.”

Her soft whisper covered him like a blanket of desire, making it difficult to maintain a coherent thought. He blinked his mind into focus.

“Are you serious?”

She nodded enthusiastically.

Excited by the prospect, he said, “Show me.” He came up behind her, placed her hot dog and lemonade on the counter, and glanced over her shoulder.

She threaded her fingers through her hair, grabbed her pen, and dragged it over the notebook. “When we heat compound ALD, the subcellular structure mutates. Since we need ALD to combine with the hormones for stabilization, I propose we add two cc’s of synthetic PCS to the serum to help ALD maintain its structure. My hypothesis is that the molecular interaction will produce the results we’re seeking.”

She went still, giving him a quiet moment to absorb the information and study her theory. A slow smile curled his lips. He shook his head and marveled at her brilliance. It never failed to astonish him.

Or arouse him.

His lips twitched in total amazement. “Laura, you’re brilliant.”

He watched her in the vanity mirror. She dipped her head sheepishly, as though she regarded her intelligence as a personal flaw. Wisps of hair spilled down her face. He felt her shiver as he curled it around his finger and tucked it behind her ear.

Did she not understand how sexy her brilliance was?

He paused to give it further consideration. Perhaps it was time to show her.

“How did you figure this out?” he asked, studying her diagram.

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