Page 107 of The Hookup Experiment


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"You promise?"

ChapterTwenty-Three

IMOGEN

Patrick toys with me for ages. It might be ten minutes. It might be ten years. I'm not sure. I only know how badly I need release.

When we finally leave, he doesn't pull into the bathroom. He doesn't stop me in the elevator.

He leads me all the way to his car and just when I'm sure he's going to drive to his friend's party without a word, he pushes me against the passenger side door.

He unzips my jeans, slides them to my hips, slips his hand between my legs.

He winds me tighter and tighter.

I come fast.

I'm too revved up already.

I buck against him as I come. Pleasure spills through my pelvis. It's almost too much. It hurts.

But the release—

Fuck.

I collapse against the car.

He catches me and rights my clothes. "Hey." He looks at me with pride in his green eyes. Pride and affection. "You good?"

"What?"

He smiles. "I thought so."

"Can we go back to your place?"

"If you ask really nicely."

"That wasn't nice enough?" I ask.

"No magic word."

"Avocado?"

"That is it. But you have to say it after the request." He cups my cheek with his palm, runs his thumb over my temple. "It would be more fun to go to the party. Make you wait until after."

"The party?"

He chuckles. "Luna's party. For her boyfriend."

"Who?"

"Maybe I need to take you home. Put you to bed?"

I nod.

"Well, you know how to request it…" He opens the car door for me and helps me into the passenger seat.

I gather my bag, secure my seat belt, settle into my surroundings.

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