“We weren’t supposed to…” I trail off, unsure what to call what just happened.
“Your position didn’t work.We had to explore all avenues and, honestly,” he says, running the backs of his fingers down my cheek.“I wouldn’t want anyone else in my place.I want to be your go-to book research guy.”
I push off him, slowly climbing to my feet and praying my legs don’t give out.“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
His eyebrows pull down in the middle.“Why not?”
My eyes dip to the very wet spot on the front of his sweat pants, a mix of my orgasm and his.“This is dangerous.”
He smiles and slowly shakes his head.“This isn’t dangerous, Bianca.”He stands, closing the space between us and reaching out to run a finger down the side of my throat.“This is sexy.You have a book to finish, yeah?”
I nod and swallow, knowing he’s going to try to sell me on being my real-life sex doll.I also know there’s no way I can turn him down.Not after the way he kissed me and the head-spinning orgasm he delivered without even trying.
“Did this help you finish the scene?”
I nod again.
“Then we’ve accomplished something amazing.I can’t wait to read what you write.”
I stare at him, wide-eyed, imagining him reading the dirty words as he sits alone in his apartment.Will he touch himself and think of me?
I shake my head, trying to get rid of the image of him with his hard cock in his giant hands, stroking himself off as he reads.“I better get back to work,” I tell him, needing to put space between us because this is all kinds of wrong.
“I’ll let you get to it.Send me the chapter when you’re finished.”He stands up, and his cock is still clearly visible behind the wet spot.
“I can’t.I don’t share my work with anyone until I’ve finished the entire book.”
“Just this chapter.Please,” he begs.
My resistance slips because he’s looking at me with those hungry eyes and those lips so close, I could almost kiss him again.“Okay,” I say, like an idiot.
His lips touch mine for only a moment, soft and gentle, and then he’s gone.
I’m left standing in my living room, staring at the door, wondering what in the hell just happened.
