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And I don’t give a fuck.
Lightning blinding pleasure, a moment of oblivion, floating in emptiness, streaking through space like a shooting star.
Damn…
Slowly reality seeps back into my senses. Her hand slipping out of my pants, her warmth withdrawing.
I make a grab for her, grip her arm. “Wait.”
She’s breathing hard and won’t meet my eyes. She wipes her hand on my T-shirt that’s peeking under my sweater and bites her lower lip, and damn if my cock doesn’t make an effort to get up again.
I start to say something, not even sure what—thanks? That was awesome? Shall we do this again?
Great party?
Think, Jarett.
“There,” she says quietly. “Fee paid. You got what you wanted.”
Did I? I don’t fucking know.
What I wanna do is push my hand between her legs, check if she got wet from jacking me off and kissing me, I wanna go down on her, I wanna fuck her against this wall, see what sounds she’ll make as she comes.
But she’s stepping back, away from me. “Keep an eye on Sydney,” she says, face still flushed, chest rising and falling fast, “and I’ll make it worth your while.”
And just like that, she turns, opens the door and is gone. Leaving me with my jeans unbuttoned, jizz all over my chest, and a hole in my chest.
Chapter Nine
Gigi
Closing the bathroom door, I hurry down the hallway to the stairs.
Away from Jarett Lowe. Or Jarett Fenris? What name does he go by these days? I didn’t ask him.
God. As if I could think straight when he was pressed to me, so beautiful and aroused.
My pulse is thudding in my ears, in my throat, between my legs. My lips burn from his kisses, and desire is a heavy coil in my belly.
The feel of his hard cock in my hand, that low growl and the way his body jerked as he came, oh wow… I need to fan myself.
So sexy.
This is ridiculous. And bad. I stop at the top step and take a bracing breath. Think, Gigi. Use your mind for a change.
I can’t want Jarett. That way madness lies. He demanded this as a fee for helping my friend.
Though he didn’t try to exact it by force.
He did take it, however. Didn’t stop me. Let me jerk him off. Kissed the hell out of me.
And I enjoyed it.
It doesn’t matter. God, what’s wrong with me? Why do I consider turning back, finding him again and rubbing myself all over him?
Truth is, that kiss was so hot. Hottest kiss I’ve ever had. Possessive, near violent, his tongue thrusting in my mouth, his hands gripping my face.
Perfect.
