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“Google tells me you’ve dated your fair share of slutty women,” she says in air quotes.
“Which makes me an expert,” I tell her. “About those Google searches. If there’s anything you want to know about me, ask.”
She considers me for a beat.
“I will. No more late-night searches.” Her eyes grow wide at her slip of the tongue. “I don’t mean late night, late night. I mean… it’s for research.” She shakes her head. “Forget it.”
Late night?
My cock twitches at the visual of her slipping her fingers between her wet pussy, thinking of me. I push the thought aside, if I don’t, my cock will become an impediment to my ability to walk.
“I’ll allow the late-night searches as long as it’s the last thing you do before going to bed. It’s even better if you conduct those searches while you’re in bed…”
Her jaw drops.
My inner voice was dying to be heard.
“You did not just say that.”
“I did.” No point denying it.
Interest shines bright in those big brown eyes.
This evening is very promising.
“As for the compliment, I’m flattered,” she says changing the subject. “I guess I’m rocking the chic/fashionably nerdy look Andrea was going for?”
“Nah.” I shake my head. “Drop the nerdy. You’re chic and fashionable.”
She smiles.
“You don’t have to butter me up, Beckett. I’m sure you must be used to stepping out on the town with actresses and supermodels.”
“And you fit the part beautifully.”
That shy smile just turned into a beaming one.
“If we’re exchanging compliments, you look good—”
“Good?”
She giggles.
“You look great—” She gives me a onceover, taking in my head-to-toe black attire. “Okay, you look incredible even when you aren’t wearing a suit.”
“You’ve been checking me out?”
“Nowhere in my contract does it stipulate I’m obligated to bare my soul to my client.”
There’s a hell of a lot more I’d love for you to bear.
“We can keep bantering all night or we can have some fun,” I say.
If we don’t get out of here, I’ll be balls deep inside her pussy within the next five minutes. There’s only so much a sex-starved man can take.
Thirteen days of celibacy and I’m at my breaking point.
“Let’s do it!” she says.
