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She tipped her head toward me, squinting through the fall of the water. “I am. I don’t usually do repeats.”
I squeezed her ass cheek, possessiveness winding through my chest that she was needy for me. This tough, brilliant, capable of bringing the world to its knees woman wantedme. Unable to help myself, I smacked the side of her ass then smoothed the sting with my palm. Her lips quirked to the side, and she arched her back, offering more of herself to me. All of her pink and glistening skin between her legs.
“You better hurry up,” she said. “I need to get into the office.”
I held her hips in a bruising grip and lifted my brow in silent direction. She knew what she had to do.
“Please.”
I grinned. “Your wish is my command.”
I lowered my mouth to her once again, working my tongue and fingers over her until she was panting so loud, her breaths echoed off the tiled walls. I straightened my arm to pinch her nipple as I trailed my tongue from her pussy to her ass, and she tensed.
“You want me to keep going?” With one peek over her shoulder at me, I had my answer, and I swirled my tongue around the taut ring of muscle at her backside while I stroked into her, circled the swollen bud of her clit. It didn’t take long before she climaxed with a groan. That sound, that deliciously depraved sound, drove me out of my mind. It wound around my rib cage, set my skin ablaze, heated the back of my neck so even the warm water felt cool against my skin.
I wanted Taylor Novak more than I wanted anything else in my life. To please her. Make her mine. Earn one of her rare smiles. The last time I’d felt anything close to this all-encompassing hunger was in college, and that didn’t end up well. Now, it was even more. Even worse.
And it scared the shit out of me. What I would do for her.
Once I stood up straight, she spun around, not hesitating to take my cock between her hands, grasping me hard, pulling and twisting her fingers as she stared at me. Her long eyelashes clumped together, and I held her face between my hands, stroking the drops of water from her cheeks as my own orgasm barreled toward me. Like my feelings for her. It was quick and unexpected but hit me so hard, I was momentarily blinded.
When my vision finally cleared, I found her grinning at me. “Tell me again who the needy one is.”
“You have no idea, Novak.” I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the crook of her neck, giving in to every stupid, happy, funny feeling I had about this and deciding to let it ride. “You have no idea.”
* * *
I’d become obsessed. There was no other word for it. And I was convinced it really was because Taylor worked for the devil. We went to bed together, woke up together, worked together, workedouttogether, and yet I never tired of her.
We spent the whole week like that and didn’t murder each other.
In fact, Taylor seemed to be enjoying this new weird obsession as much as me. We were still competitive in everything we did, but there was an underlying current that it didn’t matter who won anymore. We weren’t fighting against each other. Rather, with each other. We made each other better.
Which was why I was glad she had plans to go to Philly on Friday. I needed time to finish some paperwork, and she was a distraction. With her off having dinner with her grandmother, I had a few hours to myself.
Up in the office, I had my music loud enough to block out everything else, and I didn’t hear her come into the house until she was standing right in the doorway. “Hey.”
I lowered the volume. “Hey.”
She stalked around my desk. “What are you working on?”
I answered with my eyes back on my computer. “The Mackenzie filing.”
“Mmm. When’s it due?”
“Tuesday.”
She leaned over my shoulder, bringing her cinnamon-and-flower smell with her. Sparing a glance, I noted she wore my hoodie. And nothing else.
“How long have you been home?”
“Long enough to hear all of ‘Free Bird.’”
“How was dinner?” I forced my attention back on my computer screen, but when she didn’t answer, my gaze traveled back to her. “What’s wrong?” She shrugged, and I turned in my chair, dropping my arm from the keyboard. She took advantage, nestling on my lap.
“What are you doing?” I lifted my hands up in the air as she made herself at home. I could feel the warmth of her bare thighs even through my sweatpants. Not to mention the heat of her pussy. I raised my eyes to the ceiling, biting my lip to keep from letting a moan escape the back of my throat.
“Just making sure you’re doing it right,” she said with a tip of her chin toward the screen.
