kiss. She made the softest sound when their lips touched, almost like disbelief. It didn’t stop her from allowing him to taste her again.
When his hands shifted from her hips to her backside and spent some time there, the next sound she made was more like amazement.
“That’s right,” he said in a low voice as his lips moved back to her earlobe and then trailed down the side of her neck. “You’re going to take it again, you’re going to take it hard, and you’re going to fucking love it.”
Her loud, low groan told him he was on the right track.
His Jasmine sure liked the dirty talk.
So he kept it up. Between that and the magic he worked with his hands, her hips were once again moving against him in no time at all.
“You ready to come again?” he asked, punctuating the question with a forceful thrust.
“Yes.”
He heard the awe in her voice. It made him feel like a god.
Pairing his thrusts with more of the filthy talk she wanted, he soon had her clawing at his shoulders and making more of those incredibly sexy sounds. Sweat beaded on his brow as he fought his body’s urges. He’d promised her another orgasm, and he intended to deliver.
“Will.”
Finally, he felt her next release pound through her. He quickened his pace. A few thrusts later, he allowed ecstasy to consume him.
He had to brace himself on the workbench to stay upright as he recovered some brain power. Jasmine lowered her leg and eased away from him, gathering her underwear from the floor and putting it back on. The sound of their choppy breathing and the scent of sex filled the air.
What an unforgettable night this had turned into.
Jasmine picked up her purse, collecting the lipstick and compact that had fallen out. It made him think he had lipstick all over his face. When she pulled out a couple of tissues and held them toward him, he figured he must.
“We can’t walk out of here with a used condom,” she said. “I’ll wrap it up and drop it in the first garbage can.”
It was hardly sweet pillow talk, but he supposed it was practical. He took the tissues and used them to wrap up the condom. Rather than give the ball of tissues back to her, he tucked it into his own hand and held onto it as he tugged his pants back on. He hoped they weren’t as wrinkled as he feared as he tucked in his shirt and secured his belt.
When he grabbed his suit jacket, Jasmine stepped closer before he put it on. She reached out and straightened his tie.
“I just want you to know before we walk out of here,” she said, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Now that’s more like it, he thought with a grin.
“If you liked that, just wait until you get to experience some of my good moves,” he replied.
She lowered her hands and took a step away from him. “As incredibly satisfying as this was, Will, it can’t happen again.”
“What?”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to jeopardize my work with Katie, and I really need to focus on my career. I’ve got my first audition in a few days and there will be more after that. I don’t have the time or energy to dedicate to a relationship right now.”
He shrugged into his suit jacket and took his time buttoning it, his eyes steady on her face. “Is that so?”
“Yes.”
After another beat, he nodded. “All right.” He picked up his phone and waved her toward the door. “After you.”
He picked up on her doubt over his easy agreement. She was right to feel that way.
She had reasons he respected for not wanting to get involved with him. But if she thought he would leave it at that after she bid what little money she had on an expensive, thoughtful gift for his daughter and then gave him the hottest sex of his life, she was sadly mistaken.
He specialized in seeing things through to their completion. Whether she was ready for it or not, Jasmine Li was about to learn why he was the best closer in the Major Leagues.
Chapter Eighteen
Despite her adamant declaration to Will, Jasmine had a hard time getting him out of her head after attending the event with him. Four days had passed and her brain still wanted to remind her of those two mind-blowing orgasms every other minute. She was walking around in an annoying state of horniness.