Page 402 of End Game

It's Cami finding a new button and hammering the fuck out of it.

At some point she lets me touch. “You can put your hands on me now.”

“Thank fuck.” My hands land on her hips.

She catches one immediately. “Not there.”

I laugh. “Where?”

She moves it exactly where she wants it. “There.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

“Good boy.”

My entire body jerks.

Cami freezes.

Her mouth falls open.

Then very slowly, she smiles. “Seriously?”

“Don't.”

“You liked that.”

“Cami.”

“You really liked that.”

“I have had a long month.”

She laughs.

Then leans close enough that her lips brush my ear. “Good boy.”

Fuck.

I groan.

Her whole body practically lights up. “Oh my God.”

“You're abusing science now.”

“This is incredible.”

“Happy to support your research.”

She sits back.

Looks at me.

And there's a moment where the joke fades.

“I really like this.”

My chest tightens.