Can't Touch This (Can't Touch This #1)

But this woman?

I was in dangerous territory because I didn’t know if I would be able to stop. But I had to because I didn’t want to scare her off before I’d even had her.

Grabbing a fistful of her long blonde hair (and yes, I’d noticed it was straight not curly, thank you very much), I grunted, “What exactly is going on here?”

What am I doing?

I’m the talker now?

She blinked, almost blind with lust. “What? What do you mean?”

“I mean, are we going to rip our clothes off and fuck like bunnies or is this more of—”

“Ahhh.” She tossed her head back, rocking on my cock. “Oh my God, that sounds divine.” My jaw locked together as her hands went to my belt.

I sucked in a breath. “That’s what you want?”

“Yes. So many yeses. I want to be a bunny. I want to fuck like bunnies.”

My heart literally stopped. Vesper Fairfax was the holy grail.

In public, she was sweet and intelligent. In private, she had a gutter mouth and sexual drive that made me get on my knees. How had I not sensed this minx beneath her scrubs? How did my cock not figure it out like some tuning fork hunting gold?

Because she was gold—more than that—she was a damn treasure chest full of surprises and awesomeness.

“Just so we’re clear…you’re good with this, right?” I fisted her hair tighter, yanking her head back and biting her throat. Letting myself go just a little, I deliberately left a mark, sucking hard. “That’s gonna bruise and everyone at work is gonna know what a naughty, filthy girl you are.”

She trembled, her skin growing impossibly hotter.

Fuck, she liked dirty talk, too?

Pushing her (who was I kidding?) pushing myself to limits I’d never let myself go, I growled, “Do you like this?” I spanked her. Hard. Swatting her ass as she hovered on her knees, pushing her tits in my face.

I almost came.

I’d never been so close to coming in my entire life without being touched.

“Yes, hell yes. Do it again.”

“Again?” I hit her. Not abusively hard but not a pesky slap, either. This wasn’t about violence, but it was laced with no inhibitions and rules weren’t known yet. “Keep surprising me like this and I’ll embarrass myself.”

She gasped, purring beneath my hand as I stroked the fire I’d left behind on her ass. “It’s a bit of a surprise to me, too.”

“You mean you’re not normally this…wild?”

She laughed huskily. “I wouldn’t call it wild, but yes, I’ve never just let go before and asked for things I want. I didn’t even know I wanted those things until you kissed me in that damn laser strike.”

I smiled, peppering her cheeks with vicious kisses as my hands kneaded her breasts. “Perhaps there was some voodoo in that place that turned you into a hellcat.”

“Careful, I have a cat. I’m sure she wouldn’t appreciate being referenced to the devil.”

Her lips landed on mine again, stealing conversation in favour of a wet hungry kiss.

I groaned as her nimble fingers undid my belt and unzipped my trousers. Pulling aside the waistband of my black boxer-briefs, her forehead crashed against mine as her fingers touched me for the first time.

Touched my naked skin. Smeared the embarrassing wet crown that I hadn’t been able to stop leaking every bloody time she kissed me.

“Holy shit.” My fingers turned to pincers as I grabbed her nape, yanking her mouth back to mine. My hips moved on their own accord, thrusting up, giving her everything she wanted.