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Just One Fake Date (Flatiron Five Fitness, #1)(7)
Author: Deborah Cooke

He lifted her off her feet, spinning her around as he moved toward the bedroom. She pushed her hands through his hair, pulling him close for another scorching kiss, then her hands were under his jacket again.

“You might as well be a statue,” she whispered. “You’re as hard as rock.”

“Comes with the territory.”

Her hand slid down the front of him and she gave him a sparkling look when she discovered what else was hard.

“Or the company,” he managed to say before she opened his fly and caressed him more boldly. Ty had to close his eyes against a tide of desire that left him dizzy. Shannyn shoved his suit jacket over his shoulders with an impatience he shared and he framed her face in his hands, kissing her again.

The scent of her body’s warmth was driving him as wild as her touch. He loved that she wasn’t shy. Her impatience was equal to his own and made Ty want to feel her bare skin against his as soon as possible. He shrugged off the jacket and flung it over the couch, and Shannyn tugged at his tie. For once, Ty didn’t care about hanging anything up or folding it—he was lifting the hem of Shannyn’s huge black sweater and caught his breath at his first touch of her soft skin beneath his hands.

She broke their kiss and pivoted to tug off her boots. Ty kicked off his shoes and socks, then swept her into his arms, heading for the bedroom with purpose. She kicked her feet, laughing, then they tumbled to the bed together in a tangle of legs. Ty pulled her sweater over her head, and she undid the buttons of his shirt with lightning speed. She pushed off his shirt, flinging it across the room, then reached for his belt. Ty didn’t even know where his cuff links fell. He’d find them later.

Shannyn wiggled out of her tights and spared him a glance when she was down to her bra and panties. She was slender and fair, and her lingerie was practical. “Obviously, I didn’t plan this seduction,” she whispered but Ty shook his head.

“White cotton is all good,” he said, revealing that he was also a fan of the basics. “It’s what’s inside that counts.” She caught her breath when he peeled off his undershirt. Down to his briefs, he braced himself over her, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra.

She caught her breath and eyed him, apparently uncertain.

Ty couldn’t see why. She was beautiful. Smoothly curved, her nipples dark and beaded, her skin as fair and delicate as he expected. He ran a fingertip across her collarbone and the hollow of her throat. It was a sight that he found exquisitely feminine, and he bent to touch his lips there with admiration. “Beautiful,” he breathed, meaning every syllable, and felt her heart skip.

But she was a little bit tense and that changed everything. The tattoo he’d glimpsed covered her left arm from wrist to shoulder but he didn’t care about her ink, not right now. He lowered her to the bed, following her down until they were skin to skin. Their gazes locked again and her lips parted at the weight of him, then she arched her back slightly and smiled. She seemed to be bracing herself for what came next and not enjoying it anymore.

There was only the ambient light from the city illuminating the room, but it was more than enough. Shannyn’s hair was tousled but there was a wariness in her eyes. That she hesitated even a bit in this moment made Ty want to know more about the guy who’d broken her heart.

It made him want to fix her uncertainty.

To eliminate it.

Ty bent and took her nipple in his mouth, sliding the tip of his tongue across it as if they had all the time in the world. Shannyn caught her breath, but he persisted, coaxing that peak to harden. When he touched his teeth to it gently, she melted, giving a little sigh as she arched her back. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging slightly into his skin as she surrendered to his touch. Ty felt her tremble, but took his time, lavishing that nipple with attention.

“Hurry,” she whispered.

“Not a chance,” he murmured against her skin. He flicked his tongue across that nipple so that she gasped. “The best things are meant to be savored.”

She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest, touching his nipples.

“Not yet,” he said, taking her nipple in his mouth slowly again.

“But...”

“Just enjoy.”

She exhaled and there was humor in her next words. “You are determined to make me scream.”

“I’ve taken it as a personal challenge,” he murmured as he lifted his head. Her eyes were sparkling a little more and she was smiling. Progress. He bent to take the other nipple in his mouth, capturing the first between his finger and thumb. She moaned, tipping her head back and sliding her hands back to his shoulders.

“You’re evil,” she whispered, a wonderful little catch in her voice.

“I’m thorough,” he replied, then concentrated on that nipple. “Attention to detail is the best plan for success that I know.” He didn’t know how he was going to last, but he was going to do his best to send Shannyn to the moon.

He considered it key to keeping their deal.

 

Shannyn had been sure it would be fast and fierce. She’d thought she’d be taken in a hurry, then be sent on her way. She knew she would have enjoyed it all the same. Sometimes fast was good. Sometimes a lack of conversation was good. Sometimes it was enough for the guy to be hot. Her need for Tyler was urgent. She would have done it on the desk or even in the elevator, and not just in the name of living in the moment.

It was partly his fault. The way he kissed, as if she was the last woman in the world, as if she had to be overwhelmed by desire for him to continue, had been seductive. She’d never been courted with a kiss, not like that—she’d wanted to both linger in that kiss forever and get to the part where he was inside her ASAP. That was all new. It had been exciting to pretty much tear off each other’s clothes, to share that need for immediate satisfaction. It had been raw and hungry. Passionate. Hot.

And then he’d stopped.

No, Tyler had slowed his seduction beyond any expectation. He was taking an eternity with her nipples, ensuring that they were tight and hard, and that she was wetter than she’d ever been before. He was fixed on his task, teasing and tormenting her, making her wait for it. She had the feeling that he might take hours in foreplay.

His control was impressive and a little daunting.

As well as unexpected.

Shannyn had expected her pleasure to be incidental, not to be cultivated. But it hadn’t worked out that way at all.

Maybe he wasn’t the asshole she’d accused him of being.

But then, she’d suspected that all along.

Just enjoy. His growl of a command had sent shivers through her. She’d felt the words as much as she’d heard them, but it had been impossible to argue with him. Shannyn couldn’t remember the last time she’d done that. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone had been determined to give her pleasure. But Tyler wasn’t taking no for an answer. His powerful hands swept over her body and the heat of admiration in his expression was enough to make her heart stop.

Or race. She was more than ready for him, but he wasn’t going to hurry. She would scream if he slid the barest edge of his teeth across her nipple again, then he did and she managed to hold back.

“You like that,” he whispered, his breath fanning her skin.

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