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“You ready?” Leah asks, pulling her yellow gloves off.

My dick’s tenting my slacks and I’m all sweaty. Holy hell, I had no clue audiobooks were like this. Or that I’d be into whatever this genre is. “Yeah.”

Leah heads over to grab her cart from the hallway. Chapter Fourteen starts up in my left ear as I rush to grab the cart handle from her. She’s not wheeling this thing herself. Anything I can do to help, I will.

“This guy has the best voice, doesn’t he?” She holds the door while I drag her shit out of my condo.

“Definitely.”

Her gaze lands on my hard-on. It’s easy to see in these pants. I love that she can’t pull her eyes off it.

The door shuts, closing us in the elevator, and Leah blindly smacks the button for the lobby.

It only takes her three steps to reach me. With our gazes deadlocked, she closes the space between us and the narrator in our ears says, “You make me crazy, you filthy little bitch. And I’m unhinged enough to fuck you until you can’t walk away from me ever again.”

I lick my lips. Leah’s gaze drags to my mouth.

Then she slams me against the back wall and kisses me.

Fuck. Yes.

While the couple in our ears fuck, we ravage each other in the elevator. Our hands are all over the place, groping, sqeeezing every body part we can touch. But the instant we reach the lobby, and the doors slide open, we break away panting.

My heart’s in my throat. I feel lightheaded and floaty.

What the hell is she doing to me?

Leah seems to know exactly how affected I am by her, because she’s still blocking my way out.

“Turn around, Princess.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to stare at your sweet ass while I fix my hard cock. I can’t have it punching a hole through my pants for everyone in the lobby to see.”

“Maybe they’d like to see it.” Her eyes are lit with a fire that makes me cock twitch.

She looks down and gropes my dick, grazing her nails over the fabric of my pants and I grown. “Maybe you should tuck it,” she says teasingly. “We wouldn’t want anyone to trip over this massive thing and break their leg.”

“That would be tragic.”

Giggling, Leah turns around, but she’s not big enough to hide my bulk. Not that I thought she would be. It’s just a great excuse to stare at what I plan to fuck, lick, and worship later.

Chapter Fifteen starts up in our ears, but she pauses it on her phone. The silence makes all the regular noises seem like an intrusion on our fantasy. She steps out of the elevator first, and I follow, lugging her cart behind me. My dick’s still hard, but that’s not going to change. As long as I’m around this woman, I suspect I’ll be in a constant state of I-wanna-fuck-her.

After loading her things in my car, I check the time. “We have forty minutes to get there. What do you want for lunch?”

“You,” she teases with a wicked smile. This woman is wonderful for my ego. “But I’ll settle for a Mexican bowl.”

I hold the door for her while she slips into my passenger seat. The animosity between us has vanished. I still feel her kiss on my lips and my dick’s dying for a turn.

“Start that audiobook back up, Princess.” Revving my engine, I throw it in reverse. “I have to see how this all ends now.”

“Ohhh you’re invested, huh?”

“Yeah,” I drag my gaze down her body. “I am.”

Chapter 9