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Okay. The possessive tone in his voice should’ve sent out crazy, wow-look-at-the-alpha-tendencies-this-guy-has, what-a-jerk vibes. Instead, her skin grew warm, her nipples hardened, and the skimpy, matching black lace panties she wore were instantly soaked.
All because Mister I’m-sort-of-an-asshole, keep-your-hands-off-my-woman spoke and said those possessive words so incredibly well.
“And no way am I ever going to share you with anyone,” he continued, swooping in for a devastating kiss that would’ve snatched every argument from her head if she’d had any the moment Flynn’s lips touched hers, it was that delicious.
But since she had no reason to argue, all was good.
All was perfect. For now.
He somehow undid the clasp on her bra, and she felt it loosen around her as he eagerly pushed the straps from her shoulders, helping her shed the lacy garment. She rested her hands on his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one, her fingers brushing against all that golden, taut skin she exposed. She felt his sharp intake of breath against her lips when she brushed her finger against his nipple accidentally on purpose.
Opening her eyes, she broke their kiss, watching him. “Tell me what you like,” she whispered as she pushed his shirt off his massive shoulders, marveling at how the fabric caught on his thick biceps. God, he was built like a beautiful, masculine machine. All finely tuned muscle and perfect coordination. He’d worked damn hard to get where he was at this point in his career, and his body showed it.
And for tonight, it was hers to touch and kiss and pleasure all she wanted.
“I like you,” he said simply, reaching out to grab her by the waist, but she moved away at the last minute, loving the sight of his grumpy frown.
“I like you, too.” She kissed him, a brief peck on the lips that had him reaching for more, but yet again, she dodged him. “But I want to know what you like. What turns you on. What do you want me to do to you?”
“Whatever you want to do to me, I’m game,” he said, his grin huge.
She rolled her eyes. Tonight wasn’t about the tease. She wanted to give him pleasure, however fleeting. Wanted to learn exactly what he liked, what drove him so crazy he lost all control.
Yeah. She wanted that most of all.
“That’s not good enough. I need more input.” She rested her hands at the front of his pants, her fingers curling around the waistband, brushing against the warm, bare skin of his stomach. His muscles flexed beneath her touch. “I think you like that.”
Aubrey made quick work of the snap and zipper and shoved at his pants, and he had no choice but to stand so she could help him take them off. “Maybe you want more?”
He blew out a harsh breath, the expression on his face nothing short of hungry. “I have an intense practice tomorrow…”
“And I can help you relax so you’ll sleep like a baby tonight,” she finished for him, a sly smile curling her lips. She was topless, still in her jeans. He sat on the edge of the bed in only his underwear, his erection straining against the front. She felt wicked, young, and silly, like they were about to embark on something naughty and secret.
Maybe it was the alcohol still flowing through her veins. Maybe it was the fact that she was forced into a bogus relationship with Flynn put together by the media—and Harvey. Maybe she…
Just wanted to rebel and be with him one last time. She shouldn’t. She knew she shouldn’t, but it was like her body was working against her. Defying her.
Tonight was about her. And Flynn. This could all fall apart tomorrow. It would definitely fall apart if they lost the game. Or worse, when he found out the truth. She needed to enjoy this moment with Flynn while she could. Before she lost him.
Aubrey frowned. If she was being honest with herself, she didn’t like thinking of losing Flynn. Not at all.
“Hey, I have a suggestion,” she said, causing him to glance up, his gaze meeting hers.
“Yeah?”
She nodded. “Let’s get naked.”
Chapter Twelve
“I thought that was always the plan,” Flynn answered, amusement lacing his voice. “Getting naked.”
“Well, yeah. Of course, it was. But let’s get naked right now.” She stood and undid the snap of her jeans, shimmying out of the sleek denim and taking her panties with them. Flynn watched her, his lips parted, his eyes wide. She swore she saw his pulse leap at the base of his throat.
Good. She liked getting such a strong reaction out of him.
“Come on. Off with your undies.” She waved a hand in his direction.
He winced. “Did you really just call them undies?”
