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I shook my head to deny it, even as I said, “I’m sorry. But I can’t—”
“Yes, you can,” she encouraged harshly. “You did it twice already, you can do it again.”
No, I fucking couldn’t. I couldn’t pretend emotions. And besides, she wasn’t Reese. End of story.
“Close your eyes,” she told me, cupping my face in her hands.
The glance I sent her was probably more irritated than I meant it to be. But I complied and pressed my lashes together, bowing my head when she began to stroke my hair.
“Picture her in your head,” a voice murmured in my ear. A voice that was most definitely not Reese’s.
But I tried what she commanded. I brought up an image of Reese in my mind’s eyes, of her bumping into the wall of my hallway and unsettling a picture frame. My lips twitched with amusement. Her clumsiness was cute.
“There,” my client cooed, slipping her fingers down my cheek, then the side of my neck, and along my chest until she made it between my legs where she gripped my condom-wrapped dick and stroked me.
“She’s ready for you. Just like you’re ready for her. Now show her how much you care.”
Beguiled into her spell, I leaned in, and she met my seeking mouth. Our tongues merged and breathing spiked. Not daring to open my eyes, I coaxed her back on the bed and moved over her, finding all the places I had just learned she liked by feel.
The pace slowed, but the intensity returned. Each stroke felt magnified. I gripped flesh and pressed in with as much passion as before, but it all happened with longer draws as if someone had pressed the slow button.
When she said, “please,” in an achingly breathless voice that begged for more, I was all on board. I lined us up, ready for that first intoxicating thrust.
Gripping her hips, I bowed my face down, clenched my teeth, and plunged.
Oh, God. Reese.
She cried out from the shock of impact, clutching me and straining against me, bucking wildly, just as ravenous for it as I was. We devoured each other, unable to stop kissing and touching, heaving forward, desperate for each time we came back together.
Her muscles tensed and fingernails scored my back as I drove her to the peak.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God,” she cried, loving it as much as I did.
When she started to come, writhing hard against me, I held my breath, holding off as long as I could, waiting for her to finish before, shit, yes…
I climaxed inside Reese, and it was honestly the best sex of my life.
But holy fuck. No wonder why I hated it when this was a business transaction. It was so much better when I actually wanted to be with the girl.
Burying my face in the crook of her neck, I grinned, enlightened by this amazing sensation I’d never experienced before.
Except it didn’t last. Hands shoved at my chest, propelling me backward.
“Get…off!” she screeched.
What? I reared back away from her, startled and confused, only to blink my outraged client into focus.
Oh, God.
Not Reese.
What the hell had I just done?
Ready for her to lay into me for being too enthusiastic, for taking more control than she’d wanted me to, for…hell, actually liking it, or for any number of other reasons, I stared at her aghast, my mouth opening and closing, knowing I needed to apologize or…something to make this right. But I had no idea what to say. I’d never lost it like that before. I’d never wanted it like that before. I’d never…
Christ, it almost felt as if she’d raped my mind and tricked me into doing something I had not planned on doing.
On the other side of the mattress, she looked pissed.
