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He stands there frozen and I want to laugh because he's completely stunned.
"Whatever, man." He goes back to sanding circles on the wall he's prepping to paint.
I chuckle. “Don't be mad, just come to the dark side. It's so good here, with all the superstars, the pitching, the spending, Judge and Stanton in all their young-bodied glory." I smack my lips like I'm savoring. "Come on, Jax. It will be so good to win."
"The answer is no, but can you whisper in that tone when you're climbing all over me next time?"
The flutter in my belly is instant but I’m not jumping into a steamy conversation with him. I will have no alone time to relieve the ache until after my sister’s gone. "You're a sore loser."
"You're the one putting down my players' intangibles. Yankees fans are always pimping out your aura and mystique myth and the rest of us are supposed to believe."
Okay, he went too far this time. "First of all, aura and mystique are real. They show up during playoffs all the time with their winning money shots."
His lips curve into that sexy half smile that makes me tingle and ache. "Money shot is a porn term, sweetheart."
"I know." I give him a wink just as patronizing.
He leans toward the camera. "You watch porn? And here I thought you were a good girl."
He's so close I can see the speckles of gold in his eyes and almost feel the warmth of his entrancing mouth. I wet my lips. "Good girl, yes. But I'm not a prude."
I don't have to tell him that I used to do it in secret. David frowned upon that. He was probably afraid I would start getting ideas and asking him to get adventurous. If I got adventurous, he wouldn't have had an excuse to fuck women outside the house.
"I can attest to that. So, what kind of porn do you watch?"
"You want to compare notes or something?" I lean against my kitchen counter and as close to the phone as he seems to be.
He shakes his head. "No, because I bet you watch soft porn. The guy is some sort of millionaire prince who fake kisses and shit."
I tap my index finger to my bottom lip over my birthmark because it drives him insane. The man mentions it every chance he gets. "It's a sheik, actually."
"What does this sheik do that is so special?"
"He whisks women to his golden palace for long sessions on all the positions in the Kama Sutra and to master tantric sex."
His hands smooth over his stubble. "Interesting. You know, I can teach you all that and you don't have to fly that far."
Desire ripples over my belly. "Now you got me curious."
His smile melts over his lips like chocolate over strawberry.
"I'm a good teacher but a strict one. My methods are not the usual. I feel like students often need to be physically stimulated…"
My thighs rub together. "You mean spanking?"
His smile widens. "I was talking about fondling but, do you need a good spanking, Saona?"
A quiver of desire runs through my pussy becauseGod, yes, spank me. Fuck me like last time.
The banging on the door has me jumping like we got caught in the act. My gaze bounces between it and that knowing smirk in his mouth.
"Gotta go, Sierra's here."
"Answer me first."
I bite my lip.
"Open the door, my hands are full."
