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“I have a hand,” I groan. “That’s the problem.”
Jason crouches down beside me so he’s in my line of vision. I have to say…seeing him in a lab coat? It’s a damn good look on him.
“Hi,” he says, and his smile is so charming, I could die.
“Hi, back at you.”
“What exactly is going on here?”
I sigh. “I was…trying to get Otto a bag of chips. And it didn’t take my credit card, so…”
“You don’t carry change?”
“Who carries change anymore!”
“Okay…” he says gently, like he’s trying to coax out a lion. “Can you move it?”
“Uh…” I twist my arm a little and wince. “Sort of?”
“You mind if I…?” He points to the machine.
I lift my working arm and drop it. “By all means.”
He scoots forward, lifts the flap, and reaches his arm up in it. We’re incredibly close like this, our legs practically scissoring, his knee nudging my groin. I can smell his cologne—like earth and man. I feel his fingers slide up my arm until he reaches the contraption that’s caught me in its teeth. Gently, I feel him prying it with his thumb. “This might pinch…”
It does pinch, and I gasp when, for a minute, the teeth bite tighter into my skin. But then they release. Quickly, before the candy-monster changes its mind, I yank my arm back. It slips from the jaws of the vending machine. I cradle it.
“Thank you,” I tell him. “That was…dumb.”
“I’d like to say determined. Are you okay?”
“I think…”
He glances at my arm. “Can you wiggle your fingers?”
I extend my arm and play piano in the air. I nod.
“Good.” He leans in and kisses the backs of my fingers. “Can you feel that?”
“Yes…”
He takes my index finger and slips the digit into his mouth. He sucks it and lightly rolls his tongue over the edge of it. In a flash, I suddenly have the memory of him swirling his tongue over my needy little clit. His eyes meet mine, as though he can tell what I’m thinking, and he grins. “Can you feel that?” he asks again.
“Yeah…” I say. I’m already breathless. I can feel it in the tips of my fingers. The hard pebbles of my nipples. The clench of my cunt.
“Good news…I think you’re going to live.”
“My hero.”
“You better be glad I found you here and not Donovan.”
“Oh, yeah. He would’ve left me. Teach me a lesson.”
“Would you have learned?”
“Me? Learning a lesson? Seems unlikely.”
He snorts a laugh. “That’s why I don’t try. You’re a grown-ass woman. You can make your own mistakes.”
