Page 30 of Brazen

“Right. You think I’m a player.”

“You’re obviously a player.”

“I was. Past tense.”

“You are. You pulled me from a dinner date with another man to have sex behind the restaurant.”

I glanced around. Yeah, so? If the dinner date was a fucking dud, and you were my mate, then exactly.

“And you loved it.”

“It was hot, for sure. I appreciate you getting me out of a dry spell. But this isn’t a thing.” She pointed back and forth between us. “We’re not a thing.”

I stared at her.

Fuck! She couldn’t walk away from us.

From this.

From me.

I knew humans didn’t register the “fated mate” thing in their bodies the way we did–they couldn’t recognize their mates by smell, but she had to feel something for me. She had to.

On some level, her body knew she belonged to me.

I stepped in close and settled my hands on her waist. “Let’s make another deal.”

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Damn, Sam was hot. That sex had been the hottest I’d ever had.

Five-alarm fire kind of heat.

So good, I already wanted more, even with a sore pussy.

Our chemistry was even better than what I had with Ted, and Ted had been an animal in the sheets. That had been a lot of his appeal. And also, I had to be honest–the whole cocky alpha male thing turned me on. They both had that in common.

“What kind of deal did you have in mind?” My voice sounded husky. Every cell in my body was activated. Electrified. I hadn’t felt this alive in years. Because a deal had rules. Expectations. I could keep this thing with Sam in check.

He stepped forward to back me against the wall once again. I was certain if I pushed him back, he’d move. So far, he’d been totally respectful of my cues.

But I didn’t push him away.

I wanted to feel his hard body pressing up against mine again.

He sucked my earlobe into his mouth. Brushed his lips along the line of my jaw. I angled my head to give him better access. My belly fluttered despite my determination not to get sucked into this obviously sex-only situation.

“The kind of deal where I give you everything you want for as long as you need it.” He cradled the back of my neck and made tiny circles with his thumb at my hairline.

It felt…incredible.

The suggestiveness in his tone had arousal dripping down my inner thighs.

And–oh damn–the way he’d ripped my panties off had been straight out of a dirty romance novel.