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Nita nodded.
“I don’t have to be in there; my role is to ensure all the women complete their testing and safely leave the property,” she explained, her voice tight. “Especially now that there might be someone on the estate.”
Ryder nodded as he made his way down the hallway, opening doors and peering inside.
“Is there a way to access the cameras monitoring the property from here?” he asked.
“Yes. I can log you in using the terminal at the front desk,” she agreed, following him towards the back exit sign.
After he opened the door and looked around, he glanced back at her with a quizzical expression. “Are you sure you don’t you need to be back in there?” he asked, jutting his chin toward the testing at the other end of the hallway.
“I’m sure.”
“You’re not curious about how that woman’s test goes?” he asked. He stepped close enough that she could smell the combination of his body smell and leftover cologne.
“After I did my test, I lost interest in how other people check out,” Nita replied, a mischievous smile on her lips when he looked at her with grudging curiosity.
“What did your test tell you?” he finally asked after poking his head into the bio-haptics storage room.
When he looked back at her, his eyes glowed with a sexy interest.
“In a nutshell, it revealed that I’m adventurous but not clingy,” she replied coyly. He didn’t need to know the full truth about her high positive response to nurturing, committed relationships and bad boys like Ryder. He had enough cocky confidence already.
Their conversation paused for a moment, the tension between them palpable. Nita contemplated her next move, her mind filled with questions about what his deeper sexual preferences were. The ones he didn’t know about.
She knew he knew his way around a woman’s genitalia, but what really got him fired up? He’d hinted at stamina, but then a lot of men did.
As she led him back to the lobby, she finally asked what had been lingering on her mind since their fuck session the day before.
“Do you want to take a test?” she inquired, her voice laced with curiosity.
Ryder’s response was self-assured no. “I understand my sexuality better than most guys,” he replied, his confidence brimming. “I’m into older women who aren’t afraid to throw back the whiskey. Women with no relationship goals and a preference for hyper-extended foreplay and cyclical stimulation. Although sometimes that takes a bit of teaching.”
At the word teaching, Nita felt a pool of longing swirl between her legs. She pictured Ryder in glasses and a professor’s blazer and wondered if he’d be into role-playing.
“Cyclical stimulation?” she asked instead.
“Edging,” he replied. “Bringing each other close to climax, then backing off only to start it all over again.”
Her interest spiked. Again, he was challenging what she knew about men.
“Most guys I know would describe their ultimate sexual encounter asFast and Furious,” she said with a chuckle as she pushed through the glass door to the lobby.
He followed her to the desk behind the front counter, sitting beside the keyboard as she started the computer.
“I would describe my own asInception,” he said, startling a laugh out of her.
“Inception? Are you saying doing this edging with you is confusing? Because I had a hard time following that movie,” she replied, looking away from his hot gaze to log into the security program that ran their camera system.
“I would describe that movie as layers within layers of deepening experiences. That is the perfect way to describe edging,” he replied, sliding off the desktop to crouch beside her.
All her breath streamed out as he leaned close and pointed to several red x’s on the computer screen.
“Are those inoperable cameras?” he asked, his husky voice pouring in her ear and electrifying all of her nerve endings.
She didn’t know what the fuck those red x’s meant, but said, “Probably.”
“Huh,” he replied, and waved her out of her chair.
