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We couldn’t do this. Touching her was crossing a line, one that I couldn’t cross. We were supposed to be in a business relationship only. Never ever mix business and pleasure. Never mix business with whatever this thing between us was. I didn’t even like her.
She wrinkled her nose in a snarl.
I shoved my tongue between her teeth. She pressed her chest to me and lifted herself higher onto her knees so her face was above mine. She tried to shove my shoulders back.
This was a battle of strength and wills. She wanted to prove she was stronger, to prove she was the one in control.
My head spun and reason flew out the window. I’d never felt so out of control.
I tore the fly of her snow pants open and pulled them down, taking her leggings and panties with them.
I stared at her beautiful pussy, and let her shove me back.
“I’m going to make you come first,” she growled, and positioned herself on all fours overtop of me, legs spread wide.
“Is that how you think you win?” I barked a laugh, scooted down between her knees, then nipped her thigh with my teeth.
She squealed and wiggled and her legs gave out.
I guided her hips over my face and licked between her slick folds. She bucked and moaned and cursed as she reached behind her and tried to both find balance and tear at my pants. I held her hips still and reached around her thigh to find her clit.
She hissed as I circled the tiny nub and shoved my tongue into her.
“Ohmygosh.It feels so…” She gasped. “I hate you so hard.”
I took her words as encouragement, and worked her clit until she cried out my name.
She bucked into me. “Gabriel, fuck.”
It was a prayer and a curse. It was the sound of my victory and the certainty of my undoing.
TWENTY-THREE
LAYANA
I woke up cold in an unfamiliar bed, pillows under my stomach propping my bare ass up in the air. The room was dark. Based on the prickling sensation of cold, exposed skin, I realized I was completely naked. My head felt like it had taken one too many hits with a shovel and my brain had come loose.
A pleasant ache carried from my core down my thighs.
Frack. There was no chance of waking up like this and not having had sex.
Only, who could I have done that with? No chance was it with Gabriel freaking Stryker who I shared this room with. At a swanky ski hotel in the middle of nowhere. Whose tongue I distinctly remembered goingeverywhere.
Oh no.
Flashes hit me all at once—a drinking game, a make the other person come first challenge, and then…nothing. I was determined that at least this was a challenge I could win—I’d get myself together and be totally cool before I had to see him again. I’d show him he couldn’t affect me.
I hopped out of bed and hunted for my panties.
The trashcan in the corner had a condom in it, so high-fives to drunk me for doing one right thing at least.
I found my underpants and the rest of my clothes scattered in a ring around a very naked Gabriel, who had his left ski boot still on, and his pants gathered around his calf above it. He was on his back, his eyes closed, and all of his body on full display.
Despite the fact that every part of my brain was screaming to grab my clothes and run, my treacherous body decided it was prudent to stop and take in the view.
A smattering of hair crossed the broadest part of his chest, leading to a happy trail that led down between beautifully defined abs. He had the body not of a gym rat or the kind of guy who spent all his time behind a desk. It was the frustratingly sexy kind that came from frustratingly annoying discipline. Dudes didn’t look like this when they knew how to relax, lounge around, and eat Twinkies with you on your stink sofa.
He also had a big dick, which the pleasant soreness between my thighs attested to.
