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“I do know she’s got one hell of a rack.” He laughed at Marcia’s squint. “No, I don’t know her. Since I’ve been working early mornings, I hardly ever even see her. We’ve spoken, what, maybe two times in the past year?” He shrugged. “She signs my checks. Good enough for me.”
“You do know it’s tacky to comment on another woman’s cleavage while you’re in bed with me, right?”
“I wouldn’t mind if you mentioned how much you love Tony’s cock. I’d rather not hear all the nitty-gritty details but the sentiment wouldn’t bother me.”
The guy had a point. They weren’t an item, just enjoying each other for a night. Still she tried not to feel jealous, especially when she knew two things without doubt. Her own rack was pretty damn impressive and he wasn’t lying about Diana’s. Plus Cale was a male and breasts were a known weak spot.
He also didn’t have a clue what he was talking about when it came to Diana Serpent Sinclair.
“There’s a lot more to her than meets the eye,” she said quietly.
“Isn’t there with most people? Doesn’t mean she’s a bad person. What makes a person bad anyway?” He skated his hand down her stomach, though he knew she wasn’t seeing her. His gaze was too distant.
Clearly the quality of Diana’s rack wasn’t all that important. Not when Cale obviously had much deeper concerns on his mind. “So why did Spencer being my brother matter that much?
He shrugged. “I told you I owed him. That included not hitting on his sister.”
“His sister might’ve liked it,” she teased, squeezing his biceps.
“Yeah, but you were meant for Tony. He deserves someone like you.”
“You really think so?” Hearing the grittiness in her voice, she cleared her throat. It wasn’t often someone acted as ifshecould be good for someone. She’d spent most of her life cast as the wanton bad girl and she hadn’t minded. Bad girls did have more fun. But she also didn’t mind Cale thinking she might be a positive influence in Tony’s life. That was kind of amazing. “I…jeez, I don’t know what to say. Except thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Anytime you need to hear exactly how wonderful you are, trust Tony and me to tell it to you straight. We’re your biggest fans. Biggest cheerleaders. Biggest—”
She reached down and stroked his hardening length. “As you were saying?”
“Think we’ve said enough for the time being.” He kissed her lightly. “So I’m curious. Where’s that candy stash of yours?”
“Nice topic change.”
“Don’t you want to share your sweets with me?”
“Already did, remember? Just like the typical man, you’re always greedy.”
He palmed her breasts and bent to rasp his stubble over the soft, sensitive flesh. “Hell yeah.”
At the sudden trickle between her thighs, she grinned. “No wonder I like you.” She tugged out the top drawer of the nightstand and waved her hand over the contents. “Behold the nightstand o’pleasure. Full of two of my favorite things. Sex toys and junk food.”
He laughed and leaned closer to turn on the light. “Whatcha got in there?”
“Several very important items.” She drew out a lidded box and flipped the top to reveal an assortment of sex toys and lube in various flavors. “This is old faithful,” she said, indicating a curved purple vibrator with added G-spot stimulation. “It’s my favorite. Takes very little effort to get the job done.” She showed him a thick dildo with a clit tickler. “This one requires much more time and lube. And this one, well, this one’s made for two, though I’ll admit occasionally I’ve used it solo.”
“You’ve used a cock ring solo?” he asked, picking up the flexible blue ring studded with little nubs.
She didn’t miss the breathlessness of his question. Or the way his cock twitched. “It’s malleable. Believe me, it’s multi-purpose.”
“Like?”
“Maybe sometime I’ll show you.” She bit her lip, realizing what she’d said. There wasn’t a sometime other than right now. All they had was tonight. This wasn’t an open-ended arrangement.
Cale didn’t seem to notice her preoccupation. “So where’s the rest?”
“Ah, the really secret stash.” She opened the second drawer and withdrew a smaller box.
“Holy shit, look at the candy.”
“I have a sweet tooth,” she said with a shrug. “So does Spence. Our mother fed us nothing but sprouts and green things growing up so we went wild once we were on our own. Adam’s the opposite. He thinks adding whey to his protein shake constitutes going crazy.”
