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A frustrated growl rips from her lips, her eyes blazing with fire as she says, “Fuck me hard and fast, Sam. Now!”
My lips quirk in what I’m sure is the most cocky grin I’ve ever worn. “As you wish,” I whisper over her kiss-swollen lips. Then, I give her what she wants. I pull out almost all the way then slam back in hard and fast just like she’s asked.
My day couldn’t possibly getany better. Sam surprising me with not only lunch, but a steak lunch. And then the quickie on the couch . . . I am so blissed out right now.
Sam is refastening his black suit pants as I lie here taking him in. I’m too sated to move just yet.
“What?” he asks with a raised brow.
I give him a lazy smile. “Nothing. Can’t a girl simply enjoy the view?”
He gives my thigh a playful smack. “Come on. Your steak will be getting cold.”
“A good steak tastes good hot or cold. And I’m willing to bet you didn’t bring me a subpar steak.”
Sam shrugs then offers me his hand, and I take it before sitting with his assistance. He passes me my discarded wetsuit. “Have you got something else you could put on, or is this your uniform?”
“I was actually on my way back here to get changed when I saw you,” I tell him as I walk naked to my locker then pop it open and grab a fresh pair of underwear and clothes.
I feel his eyes on me as I slide the black lace thong up my legs. Peeking over my shoulder, I give him a wicked grin.
He clears his throat. “You wear sexy lingerie every day, or are you trying to kill me?”
“Every day. There’s something empowering about wearing sexy lingerie under regular clothes. It’s like I have a secret that nobody else knows.”
“Well, now I know. And I like it,” he says, stepping into me from behind. “A lot.” He takes the clasp of my bra from me and fastens it himself before gliding his hands along my naked sides.
I tip my head back, resting it against his shoulder as his hands trace light patterns over my skin. “That feels nice,” I murmur.
“Good,” he says in a husky whisper. “Because I’m going to be touching you every chance I get.” Then his lips press to mine, gentle and sweet.
A few minutes later, we’re sitting at the break-room table when I ask Sam, “So, what did you want to talk about?”
He wipes his mouth with a napkin then clears his throat. “Well, you asked why Tom and I talked to the bartender before approaching you and Amy that night. The truth is . . .” He strums his fingertips on the table and looks away for a moment.
“Sam, whatever it is, I’m sure it’s fine. Just say it, ’cause you’re making me nervous.”
His eyes immediately dart back to mine. “Sorry. You’re probably right. At least, I hope you are.”
That sentence does not soothe my nerves at all.
I stare at Sam,waiting for him to put me out of my misery and tell me what the hell this is all about. When he doesn’t continue and I can’t stand the silence any longer, I tell him, “Out with it, man! I’m getting all jittery.”
“Okay, so earlier in the night, I overheard two guys talking about a woman they had both dated. They were saying how great things were in bed, then all of a sudden, it changed, and the relationship was over within a few months. That she kind of forced them to end it. Actually, it was more like they implied she manipulated the situation so they would want out.”
Sam continues his story, but I’m no longer listening. Two guys discussing a woman they both dated for a few months. Dear God, he’s talking about Paul and Brent. They were there that night. My embarrassing run-in with Brent plays out behind my closed eyelids. Sam only approached me because he thought I was a sure thing. I want to crawl into a hole and die.
“Hannah.” Sam’s voice drags me back into the moment.
My stomach churns, and I place an unsteady hand over it. “I think you should leave.” I don’t even want to hear the rest of what he has to say. My head starts pounding, and I get to my feet.
“No, please hear me out. I wanted to have this conversation with you before we were intimate, but it just didn’t happen that way.”
He reaches for me, but I pull away. “Don’t touch me.”
His hand drops back to his side, and the pleading in his eyes nearly breaks me.
“Did you seek me out because you thought I was an easy lay?” A bitter laugh bursts from my lips, because I totally was. I’ve never moved this fast before. “Well, congratulations, you got what you wanted. You can go now.”
