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I took it back, scowling at him. “Trying to distract me with your charm and roguish good looks with the promise of more sex won’t help your argument for being able to get work done and engage in some kind of sexual relationship.”

He took the iPad again, this time leaning right over me and laying it on the floor beside the bed. This, of course, meant he was now kneeling over me, looking down at me. “Did you say roguish good looks?”

I rolled my eyes. “Your smile is ridiculous.”

Laughing, he took hold of my leg and pulled me into the middle of the bed. “Glad you like it.”

“I never said I liked it.”

He leaned down, his nose almost touching mine. “Oh, but I think you do.”

For some reason, it was getting harder to breathe. “At first I thought it made you likeable. Then it was annoying. Then it made me irrationally angry.”

He licked his lips, smirking. “And now?”

My watch beeped.

“I hate it.”

“No you don’t.” He laughed and took my wrist. “It says so right here. Though it didn’t beep before when I sucked your dick. Was that not good for you?”

We both knew the answer to that.

I pulled my hand free and clawed at the stupid watch, trying to take it off. “I told you it glitched.”

“Uh-uh.” He gripped both of my hands and held them to the mattress above my head, making the watch beep again. Grinning now, he whispered against my lips. “Leave it on. It will tell me when I do something you like.”

Oh god. My brain scrambled, making it difficult to think, to speak. “Scientifically speaking, heart acceleration is also frequent during moments of rage and fear,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

He ghosted his lips over mine. “Are you scared?”

My breath hitched.

“Are you angry?”

My traitorous hips tried to meet his, desperate for friction.

He grinned and crushed his mouth to mine, forcing his tongue inside. He still had my hands pinned to the bed and pressed his full weight between my legs, holding me down, kissing me hard. It was everything I wanted.

There was a beeping noise somewhere near my head, distant and hazy in the desire coursing through me, until it got louder and louder and louder...

My watch.

I groaned and pulled my hands free, ripping my watch off and tossing it somewhere near the iPad. “They’re gonna send a rescue chopper if it doesn’t stop,” I said, then pulled his face back to mine.

He laughed into the kiss and rolled his hips, his erection rubbing against mine.

How was I hard again? How was he? Was it the heat? Or was it just him?

I think it was him.

He was so sexy, and he wanted me. Me.

Miserable, lonely, weirdo me.

He broke the kiss and groaned, rubbing and thrusting against me. “Oh god. Fuck, Jeremiah.”

I slid my hand between us, fumbling to get our shorts down, to wrap my hand round us both.

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