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Unless it just needed a kick start?
She rifled through her mental files, trying to come up with some reliable wank material. That scene where the ex-con lumberjack nailed the meek librarian in the stacks? Or the one where the bad-boy Kiwi did dirty things to his sweet, innocent best friend?
Her brain gave her Sean’s hard face and soft mouth. His big hands. The disturbing look in his eyes right before he kissed her. The look that said, You belong to me, and I’m going to have you.
She moaned, lifting her hips against Judah’s thigh.
Wrong thigh, whispered her brain.
Shut up, she whispered back.
She shifted, trying to center Judah between her legs and find something worth pushing against, but either he had a dick so small she couldn’t find it or he wasn’t hard yet.
Katie saw the future then, and it wasn’t pretty. It was endless minutes of ineffectual foreplay, a precarious erection that had to be petted and coaxed into joining the party, a bottle of lube located and put to good use …
This was precisely why she’d come close to giving up on sex altogether in the last year of her marriage. Because it wasn’t fun. It was work.
Judah’s mouth moved to the tops of her breasts as his hand pushed her dress up higher. She looked down and saw her fancy panties exposed, his leg thrown over hers, his fingernails dimpling the skin of her thigh.
She couldn’t. She just couldn’t.
Sitting up as far as she could, she scooted back a few inches and pulled down her dress.
“Sorry. I’m not—I don’t think this is … Can we take five?”
When he looked up from her breasts, unfocused in a way that shouted tequila rather than lust, she smiled as bravely as she could manage.
“Take five?” he asked.
“Like a time-out?”
That sobered him up. “This isn’t a basketball game, sexy. Either you’re going to let me fuck you or you’re not.”
When he put it that way, she didn’t have any trouble making herself more explicit. “I’m not.”
His hands were braced on either side of her, pressing his weight into the couch. Crowding her. Judah wasn’t huge, but he was certainly bigger than her, with muscular arms that made her nervous, suddenly.
Alone with a drunk man in his penthouse suite. A horny drunk man. Oh, genius, Katie. Really genius.
She cringed away from him, and his head dropped. He exhaled, his hot breath fanning over her chest.
Then he pushed himself up and retreated to the other side of the couch.
Katie was so relieved, she had to tuck her bare feet beneath her and put the heel of her hand between her eyebrows and squeeze her eyes closed tight. Tequila did not mix well with humiliation.
Caleb was right. This had been such a bad idea.
She monitored Judah from beneath her hand, but he didn’t look as though he planned to attack her. He looked mildly ticked off, as if someone had served him the wrong entree.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
She didn’t know which truth to reveal.
You don’t turn me on.
I can’t stop thinking about another guy.
I’m such a mess, I can’t even tell you.
