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“I…I should pump.” She didn’t move. She couldn’t. She was paralyzed by his desire and by hers.

“Not yet.” He picked up Irene and rolled out of bed, putting the baby into her crib. He crawled back into bed and leaned over her, lowering his head, his eyes never leaving hers.

She should stop him. All she’d have to say was no or don’t or debug, but everything disappeared. Her words. Her thoughts. Her anger at him. Everything but his dark head moving toward her breast and his eyes so full of hunger.

He kissed her nipple, a soft caress of his lips, almost fleeting, but she felt it in her bones. She shivered as sensation shot from her breast through her body, pooling between her legs. His lips surrounded her hard bud, tasting the drops of milk.

“Sweet.” His tongue teased her nipple, rolling around it until she squirmed on the bed. “Say yes, Alison.”

“I…We can’t.” They actually could. She’d passed her no-sex time frame two days ago.

“I’m not talking about sex.” He trailed soft kisses around her areola. His eyes were almost black. “Say yes, Alison.”

“I…We shouldn’t.”

“You’ll have to do better than that.” He shifted so his body surrounded hers, his knees on each side of her legs. “If you won’t say yes, then you’ll need to tell me no.”

He lifted away from her chest, his face lowering to hers. His lips so close she could feel his breath. She couldn’t do this. If he kissed her, she’d be lost. It’d be more than sex. She turned her head. He froze for one beat of her heart, and her gut twisted because she’d hurt him.

“That wasn’t a no.” He shifted downward, taking her nipple in his mouth and sucking.

Her back arched. This was so different from the baby. His mouth was hot and demanding as his hand slid between her thighs. She should stop this but instead her legs opened for him. He sucked harder, teasing her nipple with his teeth as his fingers played with her clit. Her hips arched into his touch as he slid beneath the covers. He grabbed her legs, spreading her wider and trailing hot, wet kisses up her thighs. His fingers pressed between her legs, rough on her sensitive flesh as he opened her pussy lips. She trembled as his hot breath blew across her slick flesh. Her body was on fire with need. It’d been too long since he’d touched her. He licked up her seam and she moaned, her hands sliding under the covers and tangling in his hair.

He grunted against her pussy, the sound vibrating through her. She rocked against his face as he licked and sucked. Pleasure heated her body, and she tugged on his hair. His fingers tightened on her thighs, his kisses coming faster now. His tongue teased her clit before he pulled that little nub into his mouth and sucked. She yanked on his hair as her body trembled and then she shattered. His fingers tightened on her thighs as he continued licking and sucking, drawing out her orgasm. She sighed as her body stilled, satiated like it hadn’t been in months.

Harker lifted away from her and dropped onto the bed. He rolled her onto her side and scooted closer, his front to her back, and wrapped his arm around her, his erection pressing into her ass.

She felt wonderful, but she had to tell him it was a mistake, a momentary lapse of reason. “Harker…what we…that—”

“Hush.” His rough voice tickled her ear. “And let me enjoy this moment. Please.”

“Enjoy? You seem a bit tense.” She wiggled her ass just a little, so he knew she was talking about his erection.

“I’ll survive.”

“But…”

“I’m fine. I just want to get some sleep before I have to get up for work. Okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.”

“Good night.” He kissed her ear, his arm tightening around her and holding her close.

CHAPTER 25: Alison

Alison sat on the couch in the living room going over the progress Mac had made on Angel Face while Irene played in the playpen a few feet away. The work was the same and yet, so different. She used to live and breathe coding, but now, she only kind of missed it.

Harker walked into the house. “Hey.”

She glanced up at him. She may as well get this done. “What happened last night can’t happen again.” No matter how tempting, she couldn’t fall back into his bed…into his arms.

“Fuck. Can you give me two minutes before you start bitching at me?”

“Fine, but we do need to talk about it.”

He shot her a dirty look but didn’t say anything as he walked to the bar.

“I've been looking over the work that Mac’s been doing. It's going great.” It was a little depressing. The company really didn’t need her. She’d done her part by increasing the speed of the calculations. Now, Mac was working on the facial recognition component, and he was doing a phenomenal job—better than she could’ve done.

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