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I lowered my face to hers and moved my body just inches from hers. The nearness of her naked skin, her taut nipples, her luscious scent made my pulse race. "You don't know what mind-blowing sex is, sweetheart."

"No?" she laughed dryly. "You cocky bastard. I've been with plenty of men, who, after one good roll in the sheets—" She pantomimed a head explosion with her fingers. "Mind-blown."

"I don't want you seeing anyone while you're living in this house." I couldn't keep the harshness out of my tone.

"I don't remember that part of the contract," she snapped back, waving the vibrator at me.

"So you admit you're seeing someone? If I can't touch you, no one can. I'm adding that to the contract."

"You can't do that. It's been signed. And why the hell would you care!"

"Because thinking about someone else touching you makes me want to—" I stopped. She didn't need to know that I was filled with jealous rage at the thought of her standing in someone else's arms.

Shay pushed her face up higher, closer to mine. Her lips parted. I was sure she'd tell me to go to hell. "I'm so fucking turned on right now," she blurted. "I'm going to start this fucking party." She pushed the vibrator between her legs, resting it tightly against her pussy. A half laugh, half gasp shot from her lips. "Holy shit. That's fucking awesome." Her head lulled back and her eyes drifted shut.

She was right there, standing inches from me, her skin blushed with arousal. I should have been between her legs. Not the damn vibrator.

She dropped back onto the bed and scooted back to the pillows. "Oh fuck," she whispered.

I sat on the corner of the bed. "Turn your body so I can see better." My words were tight in my throat again.

Shay watched me from beneath a curtain of dark lashes as she let her thighs fall open. Her clean shaven pussy glowed pink with moisture and her dark rose nipples puckered. It seemed she liked me watching her as much as I liked her eyes on me.

She pressed the tip of the vibrator inside of her. Instantly, her back arched off the mattress at the sensations it produced. "Shit, good party favor," she moaned. "I'm already close to coming."

"No," I said sharply. "Not yet. Pull it out if you need to. I don't want you to come yet."

She groaned with disappointment as she pulled out the toy. "Remember, I'm not breaking any bad habits," she said breathlessly.

"No, but I am. Not that you or that sweet pussy would ever be a bad habit." I heard my voice but was barely able to register what I was saying. All I could think of was that hot, wet sheath and my cock slipping comfortably inside of it. "Take a breath and tease your nipples."

Shay's head rolled to the side. She stared longingly at the vibrator as she teased her nipples with her free hand. Her soft moans filled the air, then floated down my pants and around my cock, giving my erection a long hot stroke of erotic sound.

"All right. Again." I leaned down on my stomach close enough that I could almost taste her pussy on my tongue as I watched the buzzing toy disappear. I groaned in frustration, rock hard with wanting her.

Her free hand dropped to the quilt, and she clutched it in her fingers as her body writhed against the vibrations. "Yes, shit yes." She was a sight to see overwhelmed by an orgasm, her lips parted with a satisfied purr and her body writhing with pleasure.

I released the breath I'd been holding and uncurled my fingers as she relaxed back against the pillows and sighed. "Why do I feel as if I just finished an awesome round of make-up sex with myself?"

"Trust me, darlin', I was right there with you in spirit." My body was still tight with wanting her, but I stretched out next to her and rested my head on the pillow. She turned onto her side and looked at me. Fucking hell, she looked so right in my bed, gazing at me from the pillow.

"Do you like my choice of party favors?" I asked.

She tapped the vibrator with her toe. "Very fun." Her brown eyes looked chocolate brown in the shaded room. "But kind of lonely and the afterglow cuddle is seriously lacking a nice, strong pair of arms." She looked pointedly at my arms. It took all my self-control not to pull her against me and hold her. I'd just watched her come with a hot purple sex toy between her legs, but the closest I came to breaking was right at that moment, when she badly needed to be held. And I badly needed to hold her.

23

Shay had rolled herself up in my quilt and fallen fast asleep. I was just finishing some work in my office when the doorbell rang. My phone buzzed at the same time.

"I'm out front," Jack texted.

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