Page 10 of The Treasure Hunt Hookup

“Don’t be,” she says, before slowly, deliberately, taking another lick. She holds eye contact as her tongue swirls around the creamy peak. “You can watch.”

Goddamn.

Lust blots every rational thought from my mind, and I’m left gaping like a schoolboy. She looks amused. My buddies always said I have zero poker face.

“You probably get this all the time, right?” I blurt. “Guys making total idiots of themselves over you?”

Lola arches an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah,” she agrees, “constantly. It’s an occupational hazard. Government tracking, and adoring men hurling themselves at my feet every week. What’s a girl to do?”

An unreadable expression flits across her face, but before I can ask more, she slides down from the counter. “We should get out of the kid’s hair,” she says, nodding to where the boy is still vaping outside. “Let him have his Halloween fun.”

She dumps the rest of her cone in the trash, and I do the same; clearing our stuff away. “Everything you hoped and dreamed?” I ask, getting the weirdest feeling like I just said the wrong thing.

But Lola rewards me with another dazzling smile. “Everything and more.”

We head back outside, and I’m already thinking fast about my next move. Is it too soon to invite her back to my hotel for a nightcap? I don’t want to rush this. Hell, I’d be happy sitting right here on the porch outside the closed-up store, just talking, for the rest of the night.

But I’d be downright delirious hearing her moan in pleasure, limbs wrapped around me, pressing those curves into the mattress—

“I have an idea,” she announces suddenly, a mischievous look on her face.

I don’t ask if it involves a bottle of whiskey and taking off all our clothes, I simply follow her as she strikes out down the dark street with determined, seductive strides.

I already know, I’d follow this woman anywhere.

Tonight, “anywhere”turns out to be an old Colonial-era building in a leafy part of town; built out of weathered brick and limestone, with two big columns flanking the double doors in front.

“Is this a … library?” I ask, surprised, peering through the front windows.

“Athenaeum,” she corrects. “So, like a library, but fancier.”

The building is clearly long-since shut for the night, dark and deserted, but Lola keys a code into the alarm pad, and pushes the door wide open for us.

“Who did you have to kill to get the security code?” I tease, and she smiles.

“You sold your soul for ice cream, I traded mine for access to their pre-Revolutionary archives,” Lola quips, before ducking inside ahead of me.

The mysteries are stacking up: like who she is and where she came from, and how she’s managing to make me feel like I downed a whole bottle of champagne back at that party, instead of just a couple of sips.

I follow her into the dark building, and down a long aisle between tall library stacks. There’s a winding staircase in back, that takes us up to the second level, where there’s another dim, book-lined hallway waiting. “Just out of curiosity, you’re not leading me off to some ritual sacrifice?” I ask, moving through the shadows. “You know, pentagrams and blood-letting. It is the night for it, after all.”

Lola throws an irresistible smile over her shoulder. “Didn’t I mention it? Sorry. I thought, since you’ve already chosen the dark side and bargained your soul away, we might as well make use of your body …”

Damn.

The many hot, filthy ways she could make use of my body suddenly flood my mind, and I’m glad it’s so dark she can’t see me adjusting my hard-on.

I give a short huff of a laugh. “It’s all yours,” I mutter, and I don’t think she heard me, until she suddenly comes to a stop and turns to face me; close in the narrow library stacks.

“Really?” she asks, tilting her head at me as her eyes drift over me, openly assessing. She bites her plump lower lip, looking pleased. “That’s good to know.”

Heat surges, and fuck, I can’t resist her one single minute longer.

I step closer, take her face in my hands, and capture that tempting mouth in a slow burning kiss.

God. Yes.

More.

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