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She shook her head mindlessly, her eyes still closed. “I don’t want to see it.”
“Oh,” he said as he ran his hands down her arms, pulling her even closer until their bodies brushed against one another with pure electricity. “You don’t want to see it. Don’t want to talk about it. You must just want todoit.”
Her reply was mumbled, unintelligible.
“Admit what you were doing down here.”
He waited for a moment, not stepping back, letting her continue to feel his breath, his presence, the warmth of his body so very close to hers.
Finally, she did. “I was going to put the movie on and leave, letting you wake up to see it. To, uh…”
“Torment me?”
She nodded. Then, finally opening her eyes, she took a step back. He let her go. For now.
“What makes you think that would have tormented me?”
Her eyes shifted to the screen, then immediately back again, obviously shocked by what the man and woman on the screen were doing now. “It was a stupid idea.”
He glanced over, too. He most definitely wasnotshocked by what he saw. Caro shouldn’t be either, considering the two of them had spent hours tucked together in that same numerical position, devouring each other to climax after climax.
“69 used to be your favorite number. You loved it when we pleasured each other with our mouths like that.”
She gasped. Choked on a breath. Tried to slide sideways out of the room, away from the power of the lust flaring between them.
But she wasn’t going to get away that easily.
“You can’t leave without getting what you came for.” Tugging her with him, he dropped onto the lounger and pulled her onto his lap, her back to his friend. Both of them faced the bigscreen. “You wanted to torment me. To make me watch this so I’d sit here and think of you upstairs. Think of us and the things we used to do to one another.”
She tried to stand up. He held her firmly around the waist, keeping her hips against his groin, and her ass firmly on his lap. On his erection, which she undoubtedly felt.
“Mick…” His name ended on a moan as she wriggled against him in a helpless, ancient signal of desire.
“Shh.” He took her chin and turned her face toward the TV screen. “It’s time to get what you really came down here for.”
CARO DIDN’T WANT to watch, had no interest in watching. Not because she didn’t approve, but because what appeared on the screen was nothing compared to what was happening here, now, in Mick’s arms, against his body.
He felt divine. Hard and hot and perfect, just like he had years ago. But now he was stronger, maybe a tiny bit dangerous. Not the good-natured young guy, but a man in full control. A man who knew how to make a woman lose her mind.
“Are you watching?” he whispered, his words only slightly louder than the crazy beating of her own heart.
She shook her head.
“Liar,” he ordered.
“My eyes are closed,” she insisted.
“Open them, Caro.”
She obeyed, unable to resist that purr of seduction. Glancing at the screen she saw a flash of intimacy that made her shake in his lap. Oh yes, she remembered those long-ago nights with Mick, their bodies entwined on the bed, her mouth on his cock, his tongue in her pussy.
She jerked, unable to prevent her body’s response—to the memories, not the movie—and got a sultry, wicked laugh in return. He knew what he was doing to her. Knew it. Loved it.
“I really do hate you,” she mumbled, nearly incoherent.
“I’m sure. This isjustabout the TV again, right? You’re only here because you have TV envy?”
“Uh-huh.”
