“Why? Don’t you like me?”
His tone was playful, but I was too single-minded to joke back.
“I get that I’m trying to expand my horizons or whatever, but I really can’t let this interfere with work. Besides, you’re leaving in six weeks.”
“We’re both pretty professional. We could keep the no-strings and keep having sex for six weeks.”
“My last coworker relationship didn’t end so well for me. I’m not interested in letting history repeat itself.”
He tipped his head. “Fair enough.”
“Have you been tested lately?”
Suddenly, he was the one who couldn’t meet my gaze. Thatworried me until he explained, “I’ve been in a dry patch. Dry country mile? Dry multistate highway? It’s been about a year and a half, but yeah. I test regularly anyway. They’ve all come back negative.”
“And I have the coil, if you want to go bare. Or we can use condoms.”
Hands drifted to my waist and pulled me in closer. Once again, I couldn’t ignore the press of his erection. It was as obvious as that little smirk he wore. “Condoms. Multiple. Isn’t she so confident about where this will go?”
“I’m only getting you for one night. I might as well make the most of it.”
“I’ll do my best to keep up. What about you? Condoms or without?”
My answer was irrational, but instinctive. “Without, please.”
His eyes flickered down to my mouth. I pressed one hand to his shoulder, holding him at cautious bay.
Get what you want. You deserve it.
“And I want to orgasm. Believe me, I love using my toys, but I want to know what it’s like to be made to orgasm byyou.”
The words came out in a self-conscious rush. Hudson pressed a kiss to the apple of my cheek.
“Don’t worry. That won’t be a problem. I may not have a ton of experience in the toy department, but believe me: I am very,veryeager to please. And to learn.”
12
Delayed Gratification
Now who’s the confident one?
As he continued his trail of soft kisses, I considered everything I knew about Hudson. It wasn’t much, but he had such an easy, likable way about him. I never imagined that the same attributes that endeared him to everyone from uptight engineers to airline staff would extend to sex.
But I couldn’t argue with results. He was so,sosexy.
“You’re surprisingly smooth, you know that?”
He placed a kiss on my jaw. “I’ll try not to take that personally.”
“It’s just that at work, you’re so…” Friendly? Straightforward? Uncomplicated? I couldn’t find a word that seemed to fit him right.
Another kiss. This one at the sensitive base of my throat. “It takes a lot of effort to function normally when all you want to do is crawl under your coworker’s desk, spread her legs, and worship her until she screams so loud the walls shake.”
Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
No—fuck me, I must be dreaming.
“So…you agree?” I asked hesitantly. This moment felt soap-bubble delicate. I didn’t want it to pop. “We’re going to do this?”
