ProvokeMe (13 page)

He watched her face, recording every nuance.
Needing to know
she wanted everything happening to her.
When she reached the peak, she
shuddered and drew Spencer so close he could almost taste her breath.

Their heartbeats raced against each other.
When she finally
opened her eyes again, she looked straight into his.
And smiled.

“Thank you,” she murmured, laying her lips against his.

“You’re welcome.” As if Dan didn’t exist, Spencer lightly
tapped her ass with the flat of his hand.
“Just don’t get used to this.
I don’t
share.”

“Since when?” she asked, and he knew she was thinking about
Nina.

He arched a brow.
“Since right now.”

If anything, her smile grew.
“As you wish.” She glanced down
at the man still between her thighs then back up at Spencer with a grin.
“Let’s
get out of here.”

* * * * *

“Kelly?”

“Mmm?”

“Are you still alive?” Spencer’s voice held amusement.

Kelly sighed and snuggled against him.
She’d happily stay in
just this position—among others—for the rest of her life.
“Sorta.”

“You fell asleep.”

“No.
Just resting my eyes.”

His chuckle made her eyes shoot open.
She wasn’t used to
hearing him laugh.
God, she loved that sound.

“The club wore you out.”

“Not completely.
I managed to rouse in the car on the way
home, if you’ve forgotten.”

“And in this bed a short while ago, before you conked out.”
He trailed his fingers over her cheek.

She grinned.
“Okay, fine.
I’m a little tired.
Can you blame
me?
It was a night of new experiences.”

”Speaking of new experiences, I bet Nina would be up for a
threesome if you ever changed your mind.”

She leaned up on one elbow to swat his chest.
In the soft
light from the lamp next to the bed, his skin gleamed gold and little droplets
of perspiration still clung to his muscles.
His very sexy muscles.

“You, me and your ex.
Now there’s a recipe for disaster.”
She wanted to clarify exactly how “ex” Nina was but now wasn’t the time.
He’d
said he was single, hadn’t he?
Besides, she wasn’t clingy or possessive.
Especially when he was naked and lying underneath her with an honest-to-god
half-smile on his face.
“I’ll pass.”

“Not into girls?”

“My interests lie elsewhere.” Demonstrating, she palmed his
balls and licked the tip of his cock.
Since his cock had already been
very
well-used, he managed only a feeble groan.
She lifted her head and grinned.
“Couldn’t you tell?”

“Good thing.” He trailed his hand up her back and cupped her
shoulder, warming her from neck to wrist.
Of course she was already pretty damn
warm from their post-club workout.
Thank God for his A/C, because their workout
would’ve landed them in intensive care otherwise.
“I’m not up for sharing your
beautiful nether regions.”

That made her laugh.
“If you aren’t into sharing, what’s
your deal with Kink?”

That shifty expression came into his eyes.
Talking in
anything more than grunts closed him down quick.
“I like to watch,” he said
finally.
“Sometimes participate, but mostly just observe.”

She propped her forearm on his rock-hard stomach and pursed
her lips.
“I didn’t expect to like it.
But I can see how it can enhance things.
Occasionally.”

“It helps you not to think.
I think way too much.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

“Occupational hazard.” The heaviness in his eyes disturbed
her, but she knew pushing him wouldn’t get her anywhere.
He only knew one way
to communicate, and it sure wasn’t verbally.

Better to turn the spotlight back on her.

“Not thinking does have an appeal.
I definitely never
thought I’d be draped open for a whole room to see like I was tonight.” She
caught herself about to yawn and forced her eyes wide open, hoping he didn’t
notice.
She didn’t want to go home yet and she definitely didn’t want him to
head down to the couch again.
“I could’ve had a threesome once,” she added.
“An
actual threesome.
Not like tonight.” What had occurred tonight she couldn’t
classify.
Nor would she try.

“And?”

“Not my thing.”

“You didn’t like two men’s attention focused solely on you?
I thought most women got off on that.”

“It was too hard to keep up with whose hand was where.
I
couldn’t relax.
I ended up sending both guys home before they’d even gotten
their pants off.” She shrugged and fought another yawn.
“Guess I’m too boringly
traditional.”

“Mmm-hmm.
Nice diversionary tactic, but I saw that yawn.
Both of them.” He traced a fingertip around her mouth.
“Late nights for you.”

“Yeah.” She hated that her eyelids were starting to droop.
Maybe it made her sappy or stupid, but she liked being here with him.
She’d
even grown kind of fond of his long, thoughtful silences.

“You’re like my brother.
He’s always up with the birds.
Me,
if I had my way, I’d sleep ’til noon.”

Surprised by the conversational crack he’d opened, she
cocked her head.
“What’s your brother like?”

“Crazy.” He laughed and shook his head.
“The guy’s off the
wall.
He was a jock and still thinks he’s the hottest thing going.
He made a
ton of money in real estate down in the Keys with my parents so now he’s
semiretired.
His current occupation is sleeping his way through the female
population of Florida.”

“Semiretired?
How old is he?”

“Thirty-one.” Spencer’s lips twisted wryly.
“As nuts as he
is, he invests like a fiend.
Guy’s set forever.
So he’s wasting his life
sailing around on his sailboat and partying like he’s still in college.”

“You’re close,” she said and he nodded.

“Yeah.
We are.
Complete opposites in a lot of ways, but Adam
makes me laugh.
Christ, he could make anyone laugh.
It’s impossible to stay in
a bad mood around him.”

“Is he single?” Kelly asked, grinning when he tugged on her
hair.
“Just checking.”

“Funny.”

“And your parents?
What are they like?”

He narrowed his eyes.
“Writing a book?”

“No.
I’m trying something new.
It’s called getting to know
you.
Ever heard of it?”

“Touché.” He swirled his fingertip down the coiled wires in
her ear.
“You’re easy to talk to.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, noting his pained expression.

He surprised her by smiling.
Again.
It was almost getting to
be a habit.
“My parents are great people.
Really decent, salt of the earth
types.
They preferred we choose more successful pursuits, like most parents,
but they supported us regardless.
Luckily none of us turned out to be bums.”

“I hear a ‘but’ in there.”

“
But
I was the typical middle child.
Never sure of my
niche.
My older sister was my father’s princess.
The sun rose and set on her,
no matter if she brought home a C in calculus or got caught TP’ing our
neighbor’s car.
Adam was my mom’s precious baby boy.
Her precocious little
angel who charmed all the girls and excelled at every sport.
Didn’t leave much
room for me to stand out.”

“So what were you?”

He shrugged.
“I swam, not spectacularly, but all right.
I
did okay in school.
I had girlfriends, here and there.
I wasn’t a standout in
any way.
Nothing really grabbed me like books.
For a while, I toyed with
becoming a writer.”

“Yeah?”

“It wasn’t for me.
I can’t string sentences together to save
my life.
Too impatient, I guess.
I settled on my major in college because I
liked the outdoors and didn’t know what the hell else I’d do.
Then I walked
into The Nook.
Even then it took me a couple years to figure out for certain what
I was meant for.”

“To rule with an iron fist and a sexy swagger,” she said,
batting her lashes until the wrinkle between his brows eased.

“I’ve never managed to rule you.”

“You’ve sure tried.” She nipped his chin.
“I’m just hard to
contain.”

“No kidding.
Why do you think I’ve had a hard-on for you for
three years?”

“You have not.”

He pretended to think it over.
“Okay.
I haven’t.”

Disappointment surged through her until she saw the
uncharacteristic gleam in his dark eyes.
“Liar.
You have.
Really?” She tried
not to blush but she knew she was when his mouth softened.
“I thought you
didn’t like me.”

“Didn’t stop you from molesting me in my car,” he teased.

She sidled up to kiss him full on the mouth.
“Persistence is
a bad habit of mine.
I don’t give up.”

“So you damn both of us,” he murmured.

“Are we damned?”

“You tell me.
You could change your shift,” he added as she
tried to stifle another yawn.

“To accommodate my trips to the sex club?” She snorted and
rolled onto her back.
That was the smart thing to do, because distancing her
body from his made it that much easier to get up and leave.
Theoretically.

“Managers have their pick,” was all he said as he shifted on
top of her and settled between her thighs.

She slitted her eyes as his fingers strummed up and down her
pussy.
“You’re the one who said I may not be management material.” Nope, that
didn’t burn.
Not at all.

“Maybe I underestimated you.”

“Maybe?” She reached down and gripped his cock.
“What do I
have to do to convince you?”

He cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples in that hard,
almost brusque manner she’d come to crave.
“I’m not that kind of boss.”

She started to explain herself and then decided to have some
fun.
“Sure about that?
You like young girls, obviously.” She moved her
shoulders, bouncing her breasts.
“I can
so
see you taking advantage of a
poor innocent employee like myself who only wants to get ahead.
I mean, just
because I asked for extra overtime doesn’t mean I expected all
this
.”

His face hardened and his fingers stroked her breasts roughly
enough to bruise.
For a moment, she thought she’d gone too far.
Fear skated up
her spine but she didn’t back down when his hot gaze clashed with hers.

“You’re not innocent.” Spencer’s voice sounded darker, more
dangerous.
“And you’re not a young girl.”

“Younger than you.
How old are you anyway?” She scraped her
nails over his erection.
Clearly he was enjoying this conversation as much as
she was.
“Forty?
Forty-five?”

“You know exactly how old I am.
And if you don’t, it didn’t
stop you from wanting me.
I saw your list, remember?”

Playing with him was addictive.
She never knew what angle
he’d come at her next.
“True, on both counts.
But there were nine other guys on
that list, which means you aren’t the only man I’ve had my eye on.
So if you
think taking me to sex clubs and offering me favors will influence me to do
your bidding—”

“I didn’t take you to Kink.
You took yourself.
And what
favors have I offered you?”

“None yet.” She licked her lips as she slid her palms up his
chest.
“Maybe I haven’t made it clear enough how eager and willing I am to get
ahead.”