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A bite on his neck that made him grunt. A rake of her nails, not enough to mark, but to bring blood momentarily to his skin, and then she took him inside her, and the sweet, sticky sensation of that made them both groan. This was Lenny’s round, and he helped her find angles between them that heightened her pleasure, riding him to intensify his.
“You like this?” He knew she did, but he was greedy and wanted to hear her say it.
“Oh yes, oh yes.”
That would do. “You want some help to come?”
“Yes,” hissed out like a promise and a curse.
He took over, thrusting up, his thumb to her clit, and got to hear her shriek again. Best sound ever.
Worst ever case of coveting something rare, precious, and valuable he couldn’t keep.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Halsey paid attention. Lenny had never considered that was a character trait. It was evident in the way he worked, showed up on time, and planned Operation Green with Envy. Didn’t get caught. A professional capability—a man who was good with detail.
She thought she’d learned enough about him to ensure they had a great weekend.
Mind blown.
Reality collided with wish fulfillment and went straight to her pleasure center.
And her body still hummed from the sex.
He’d gone to his knees. She’d thought about him that way, made jokes about it as a promise to herself to ensure he respected her. He’d knelt with desire in his eyes and his hands and enthusiasm that made her want to squirm thinking about it now.
No other lover had ever paid attention to her in bed like Halsey and not wanted a medal for it. He’d simply wanted her all over again.
They should be sleeping, but they were both still wired, inside the sugar high of each other. She lay in the crook of his arm, her leg over his, her hair spread out behind her, and his fingers playing in the damp strands. The presence of him, warm and solid and not about to race off on some mission or leave because they were interrupted, was a thick, full-up feeling in her chest.
“You don’t have to stay awake for me.” Even in sleep, he’d be hers a while longer.
“I was fooling myself into thinking I could go forty-eight hours without sleep while having sex for thirty-six of those hours. But it must be working, because I’m not tired.”
She tilted her head back to look up at him. “What are we doing with the other twelve ?”
“Eating to keep up our strength. Bathing might be fun.”
“I can get with that. Since I have no clothing, it’s the best use of my time.”
He snapped his fingers. “Damn. All of my sexual encounters should’ve been with women who had nothing to wear. That’s how you keep them in your bed.”
She smiled up at him. His humor was often self-deprecating with an “ah shucks” quality that belied how sophisticated he was. “You’ll know how to play it in the future.”
She wanted to take those words back as soon as they burned the fur off her tongue. Intended as playful, they made Halsey’s mouth flatline and his brows draw down.
She kissed his chest. “That was crass. I’m sorry. I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.”
“Overwhelmed good or bad?”
“Overwhelmed good.” And bad.
“I’m not reassured.”
Me, neither. What had he heard to make him say that? She offered him her lips to win thinking time. This was exactly what she’d wanted. What was her deal? She had proof now that rogues were the best men to have in your bed. That was enough to make anyone uneasy.
“You’ve made my heart feel like sponge cake. All light and airy.” She tucked her face into his neck. “My chest is like a warm oven, and my head is star-shaped sprinkles and whipped vanilla cream.”
