And then, she started shaking. “Ohmygod,” she cried out as her pussy tightened around him, trapping him inside her. As her orgasm ripped through her, she opened her eyes and pinned him with an intensity that he’d never known.
In that moment, she became his. And only his.
She slumped over him, breathing hard. “F is for fun and F is for fucking.”
“F is for forever,” he murmured in her ear.
CAROLINE
Oh.My. God.
Her heart leapt, but Caroline was determinednotto react. His powerful words took this—this work fling—to a whole nother level. Despite how she felt about him, she wanted no-strings fun. Relationships could get complicated or messy. They had to stay focused. She didn’t want to get in her head about this… about him, so rather than respond, she said nothing.
Maybe not the best choice, but it was the safest one, and what she needed to do to protect her heart.
She kissed him, kissed him again. Still rooted inside her, he tightened his hold on her, stroked her tongue with a fierceness that had her gasping for air. Greystone Santini delivered like no man she’d ever met. Without a doubt, he was a total sex god.
She slowed the kiss, ended it. Her eyes fluttered open and she found him peering into them. Feeling like they were a bit too cozy, she started to pull off him, but he held her in place.
“Not yet,” he said while his half-hooded gaze slayed her. “Kiss me.”
“You kiss me.”
In one swift move, he pinned her beneath him, then kissed her with such passion, she wanted to melt into him. His skilled tongue swept inside her mouth, stroking and exploring. He repositioned so he could caress her chest, tease her nipple. When he traced her areola with his finger, her whisper-soft moan floated in the air between them.
Then, he slowed the kiss, stared into her eyes. In true form, he said nothing. She didn’t need words, she needed him.
Then, he said, “Tell me somethin’ ‘bout you.”
She stilled. “I can’t do this with you.”
His encouraging smile sent streaks of adrenaline racing through her. “Yes, you can.”
He’s killing me.
“I like to fuck,” she said. “I haven’t had a good one in a long, long time. I’m tired of using my vibrator. You get the job done.”
“Nice.”
His deep voice, paired with that wild head of hair and bedroom eyes were doing it for her in the best ways. She loved being held in his arms, loved the way he made her feel safe. But they worked together. Smarter to keep things chill.
“Your turn,” she said.
“I remember the first time I saw you and the first time we met.”
He’d piqued her interest. “Go on.”
“I saw you in the cafeteria. You were sitting with a group. Your hair was in a ponytail and you were eating a green apple.”
“And?”
He kissed her. “I thought you were super-hot, but I only eat red apples, so I questioned your taste in fruit.”
She smiled. “Tell me about the time we met.”
“It was during a video chat after you got assigned to be my handler. It was two in the morning my time and I needed to talk to you about an asset.”
“You weren’t sure he was being honest with you,” she murmured.
