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My ears buzzed with white noise, my mind going blank except for the picture of Taylor’s mouth, the feel of her tongue when we kissed at the bar, and what I wasdesperateto do to her.
Heat singed my skin, light sparked behind my eyelids, and I jacked my hand harder as I spilled my orgasm into the sink, grunting a low curse.
Only to hear it echo next to me.
My eyes flew open, and I found Taylor plastered to the doorframe, her hand at her throat, her mouth open, cheeks stained red.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t. Not when I was stark naked with my dick in my hand, my body still coming down from the high of release.
“I…uh…” Her attention caught on my softening cock, and her throat worked on a swallow. “I wo-woke up, and I couldn’t…” She blinked a few times before pulling her gaze up to my face. “I didn’t know where you were and I called your name, but you didn’t answer. I thought maybe you went down to breakfast already.”
As if she hadn’t walked in on me masturbating, I told her, “I wouldn’t go without you.”
Her focus drifted down again, and I sniffed a laugh. “Eyes up, Novak.”
She jolted as if electrified, face flaming. “I’m sorry.”
I tilted my head to the side. “Are you?”
That delicate throat of hers bobbed on another swallow, and I took a step toward her, needing to wrap my hand around all that pretty pale skin. I didn’t think twice. I just did it, and she let out a breath, dropping her head back against the wall inside of the door.
“I don’t think you are sorry,” I said. When she didn’t answer, I squeezed slightly. “Are you?”
She shook her head.
“With words, Taylor.”
I felt her next swallow under my palm. “No, I’m not sorry.”
“No, of course you aren’t. You don’t apologize for anything, do you?”
“No,” she rasped.
I inched even closer, my stomach pressing along her side, my dick that had been out of commission mere moments ago already finding life again. “And you won’t apologize for barging in here. You won’t apologize for liking what you saw, will you?”
“No.”
Jesus, she was perfect, and I smiled against her temple. “No, because you enjoyed it. You enjoyed seeing my hand wrapped around my cock while I thought of you, huh? You love knowing what you do to me.”
She nodded, and I tightened my fingers where they were wrapped under her jaw. “Yes,” she corrected. “I like it. Love it.”
The buzzing was back, the clawing need raging through me. “And you love my hand around your throat, around your neck.”
“Yes.”
I coasted my mouth along her jaw. “And if I were to slip my hand inside your underwear right now, I’d find out how much, huh?”
“Yes.”
I nipped her ear. “Tell me to stop.”
“No.”
And that was all I needed. I pushed the elastic of her pants out of the way, barely restraining myself from ripping them all the way off her legs to get to her flimsy underwear. I snapped the waistband once, eliciting a needy little gasp from her. “I know you better than you think I do, and I know you like a little pain.” I curled my fingers and thumb through the leg holes of her underwear and bunched the material together, yanking it between the seam of her pussy. “I know you like it rough.”
She inhaled sharply and reached for me, but I shook my head as I pulled up on her underwear so it would scrape against where she wanted it, yet not get her anywhere close to what she needed. “Take off your shirt.”
She obeyed, and I rewarded her with a scrape of my teeth over her collarbone as I lowered my hand from her throat to her breast. She was flat-chested, but her nipples were pert and golden brown and begging to be bitten. So I did.
