Page 68 of Player For Hire

He shoved his hand past the stretchy waistband of my yoga pants and into my underwear. “Lying to me?”

“No.”

Was this a game?

Was I supposed to play along?

“Your pussy says otherwise.”

My blood heated as he found my clit with brutal accuracy. The first time we’d been together, he’d been so sweet. Accommodating and worried about my feelings.

This wasn’t the same Colder.

A new game?

A new lesson?

I wanted to file away the details, the smells, the rough touch, all of it.

But there was no time to assimilate it all.

He scraped his teeth down my neck then back up to my ear. “This pussy is mine. For the next seven minutes, you’ll be my heaven. That’s the lesson. You’re mine to use, to fuck, to own. No softness.”

“Yes.”

The need unfurled. I didn’t even know it was inside me.

“You sure? Once I start, it’s on. You ready for this?”

What brought this on?

Why did I want it so badly?

Research.

Surely, this was just hands-on research.

“Think you can survive this lesson?” His voice was edgy and sharp.

Yes, a lesson. There was safety in the analysis. I’d indulge in all the sensory details to pick apart later. For the science of it.

Liar. You want it for you.

I wanted to say that, but instead, I whispered a simple, “Yes.”

“We’ll see.” He shoved up my sweatshirt and latched onto my breast through my cotton bra.

I hadn’t dressed for this. No cute, sexy undergarments to entice. Just me.

But it didn’t seem to matter to him.

He drew on my nipple through the material and the heat of his mouth, and the friction ramped up the excitement. He released my wrist and crouched in front of me to drag my yoga pants down.

He stared up at me in the dim light from the hallway. His silvery eyes felt otherworldly as he flicked his tongue over my clit, then he latched onto me. He shoved my knees apart as far as they could go with the pants trapped at my ankles.

The lurid lashes of his tongue mixed with my undeniable wetness left me off-balance. I’d never been one to be so ready so fast, but all it took was the right man.

The right Colder.