She crossed her arms over her chest, her bare chest.Fuck.It was hard to concentrate when she was naked.
“First of all, I made it before we met. And second, you can’t tell me you’ve never made a bet where sex was involved.”
I thought about it for a moment, remembering when I’d made a bet just last summer. But it was different. Because the bet had been that I couldn’t abstain from sex for an entire month. Not…this.
“Ahh.” She pointed at me with a knowing grin. “See.”
“That was different.”
Her skin flushed with color, and I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to pound into her and teach her a lesson. I wanted to make her feel so good, she’d never want anyone else but me.
“Why? Because you’re a man, and I’m a woman?”
“No. Because my body wasn’t the prize.” I glared at her.
“Don’t you dare try to tell me what I can and can’t do with my body just because you’re jealous.” She got out of bed and sashayed to the bathroom. I swallowed, in awe of her naked ass. She was fucking stunning, maybe even more so when she was angry.
When she returned, she grabbed her underwear off the floor, then her bra. Her movements reflected a calm that surprised me. She was so collected and poised, it was infuriating.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked, watching as she proceeded to get dressed.
“Home.” She slid her skirt on, zipping it up from behind.
God, why was watching her get dressed nearly as erotic as removing all her clothes? I didn’t know, but it seemed everything about this woman had the power to turn me on. Her sultry laughter. Her coconut scent. Her gorgeous face when she came.
I stood, not bothering to get dressed, pleased when her eyes scanned my body hungrily. I may have given her several orgasms, but I knew she was always game for more.
“Stay,” I rasped, not ready for her to leave.
“Hunter.” She pursed her lips. “I can’t.”
“Can’t or won’t?” I asked, enjoying the way her eyes darted to my cock.
She shook her head, then slipped into her heels. “You know the rules.”
“I don’t remember a rule about not spending the night.” I was sick of the way she darted out as soon as we were done having sex. Was spending the night with me really such a terrible prospect?
She rolled her eyes. “It’s implied.”
I stalked toward her, and she took a few steps back. I wanted to shatter her rules. I wanted her to stop running and spend the night with me. All night. In my bed, in my arms.
“Stupid fucking rules,” I muttered under my breath.
I was coming to realize she was even more skittish than I was when it came to commitment. And that was saying something.
“What did you say?” she asked.
“I said—” I took a deep breath, but fire continued to surge through my veins. “They’re contradictory.”
And was she seriously going to walk out when we were in the middle of an important conversation?
“I think they’re pretty simple.” She grinned, likely trying to distract me. “You’re the one who’s making things complicated.”
God, her lips were so tempting, so gorgeous. They were a dusky pink, the same color as her nipples. And I was dying to pull her lower lip between mine and bite it. She deserved it for being so difficult.Simple, my ass.
“How do you expect me to react when you’ve made a bet with another man that involves fucking him?”
She didn’t flinch, despite my crude language and harsh tone. Instead, she seemed to soften.
