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“Uh, believe me. I’m not going to call you that. Ever. But I think you’re overestimating my abilities,” she said. “I’m not, you know, Mata Hari, or anything.”

“And you’re underestimating your power to turn me on,” he said. “It’s hard enough to keep my eyes on the road when you’re just sitting next to me, giving me a hard time. Imagine if you were sucking my cock. I’d go straight into a lane of oncoming traffic.”

“Uh—”

“You wait here. I’ll get us a room. This place probably rents by the hour, for cash.” He jumped out of the car and loped into the office.

She buried her face in her hands, shaking with laughter and nerves. That clown. He was doing it again, laying on his own special brand of rough, in-your-face charm that she found utterly irresistible.

He was out again in no time at all, yanking open her door. The urgency in his grip, the anticipation in his eyes, sent her into a tizzy of performance anxiety. Why did she do this to herself? She should have just gone for him some night when they were fooling around, and experimented with oral sex, spontaneously, lightheartedly. Without all the build-up and the fanfare and hoo hah.

Too late now. Her feet barely hit the ground, he was dragging her down the cracked, buckled concrete walkway so fast.

“Nick, please. Just keep in mind, it’s not like I’m this big expert,” she babbled. “The truth is, I’ve hardly ever—”

He swung her around, and she bumped up against the door. He shoved the key into the knob lock, and leaned down to kiss her, a long, clinging, sweet kiss that left her dazzled.

He lifted his head, gazed into her eyes. “A few pointers,” he said.

She blinked at him, bit her lip. “I’m listening,” she whispered.

“Simple.” He held up a finger. “One. Enthusiasm. Two. Be gentle, but not too gentle. Three. Use your hands. Four, the more spit, the better. Five, no moving motor vehicles. Last, but not least—no teeth. Other than that, anything goes.”

He turned the key in the lock and pushed her inside.

CHAPTER23

Nick had a bad moment when he looked around the hotel room. Cramped, stale-smoke-smelling, funky carpet, fake, peeling wood paneling, water-stained ceiling. Squalid.

But they wouldn’t be there long enough for it to matter. They weren’t even going to use that sagging, sad-looking bed.

“Talk about atmosphere,” he said. “This place is steeped in the vibe of illicit sex. We might be the first licit sex this room has ever seen.”

Her eyes did that sparkling thing they did when she smiled. “What’s licit sex?”

He thought about it for a second. “Nobody paid, nobody betrayed.”

She nodded, and they stared at each other for an awkward moment. Becca’s face turned pink.

“Um, so, where does one begin?” she asked. “I mean, shall we just get right to it? Or would you like, you know, a lead in? What do guys prefer, anyhow? I’ve never actually asked one.”

His grin spread helplessly over his face. This was going to be fun, watching her flail around, clueless. She was so fucking cute.

“I mean, how would you like me to…should I undress?” she demanded. “Damn it, Nick, stop smirking at me like that!”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I can’t help it. I love to watch you stammer and get all flustered. The clueless virgin act really turns me on.”

“What a surprise,” she snapped. “Like, what doesn’t turn you on, Nick? It’s a simple yes or no question. Dressed or undressed?”

“Think about it. Maybe you can figure it out for yourself. A guy’s cock is harder than a railroad spike. What’s better? Getting it sucked by a gorgeous chick who’s wearing jeans and a T-shirt? Or getting it sucked by a gorgeous chick who’s bare-ass naked? Huh. Tough call.”

“I see,” she murmured. “You don’t have to be sarcastic—”

“Round ass cheeks,” he went on dreamily. “Silky white thighs. Big, soft, jiggling tits with tight nipples just begging to be licked and sucked. And that hot pussy is the best part—”

“OK! I get the picture! You’ve made your point! Stop grinning at me like that. If you piss me off, I’ll change my mind.”

He felt the grin on his face go hard and predatory. “Uh-uh,” he said softly. “You’re not leaving this room until I get what I want.”

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