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I’d lost it.
“Adrien.” I writhed against him, but he wouldn’t budge.
“No.”
“I need to call a cab.”
“You can’t. This is officially a hostage situation.”
“That’s extremely not legal,” I pointed out. “But also kind of kinky.”
He chuckled into the crook of my neck. “Are you into it?”
I considered the scenario. “Depends. Any hardcore weapons involved? Like, could I be ‘accidentally’ murdered midorgasm?”
He nipped my earlobe with his teeth. “Absolutely not.”
“Then no.” I wiggled my hips, trying to escape.
He rasped another laugh, bulky arms tightening around my chest and stomach as he pressed his hard length into the small of my back.
Knowing that the only things separating us were two pieces of easily discarded underwear made my core quiver like the slutty little fiend it was.
My libido and I were in a fight after last night.
“You shouldn’t be allowed to be funny on top of everything else,” Adrien grumbled into my hair.
“And your dimples shouldn’t be allowed to hang lopsided, but alas, I’m perfect, and life isn’t fair.”
His nose brushed the shell of my ear. “Is that your way of admitting you like my dimples, Sanchez?”
I could feel him smile against my skin, and the mere image of his dimples flashing in my mind made my heart flutter like an overexcited songbird.
My heart and I were also in a fight. This was notappropriate behavior.
“I just said they’re lopsided. And they dip so frikkin’ deep, I’m pretty sure they’re direct portals to the second circle of hell.” That was the lusty one if my memory served.
He placed a kiss just underneath my earlobe, and my whole backside puddled against him.
“You’re avoiding the question,” he said.
“I honestly can’t even remember what it was.”
“Do you like them?”
“Does it count if it’s against my will?”
“Yes.”
“Then the answer’s still no,” I lied.
He continued to place soft, smooth kisses along my neck, and my eyes fluttered shut for a moment, my nipples hardening.
“Adrien, I have to...” I cut off when he palmed my breast, the flutter in my chest spreading down to my clit.
“What, pretty girl? What do you have to do?”
“Shower. Flight,” I breathed. My brain was already turning to putty. “And we... It was just supposed to be once.”
