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“No more than a cup a day,” he stated.
Faith rolled her eyes. “If you aren’t going to take this seriously, Jacob, I’ll just carry the damned bag around my neck. ”
He frowned. “A cup is more than you need. ”
“And much less than I’ll actually be drinking. The least I intend to settle for is four pots before late afternoon, if we are in the house all day. So let’s go from there. ”
His lips thinned. “Four pots? Faith, no wonder you never sleep. The caffeine alone will kill you. ”
He looked so domineering that she wanted to chuckle. She kept her expression calm despite that need. If he saw a single weakness in her stance now it would all be over with.
“I never sleep because I’m too horny to sleep,” she assured him, going for the jugular now. “You take care of your duties as my mate, and perhaps the coffee problem will take care of itself along with it. ”
Surprise froze his expression. “Not that I mind fucking you, baby, but I’m not your damned stud,” he bit out, his tone edging on furious.
How had she known he would react just like that, Faith wondered in amusement.
She shrugged. “It would appear to me that perhaps there is a problem there. But that’s beside the point. We’re talking coffee here, not sex. ”
She watched his lips thin, his eyes darken. Not in fury, but in complete surprise. She would have laughed at the expression if she weren’t more concerned with watching the swirl of emotions that suddenly filled his gaze.
“You believe the problem is with me?” he asked her incredulously. “You think I don’t desire you?”
“Jacob, I don’t think it’s a matter of not desiring me, but a matter of keeping up with me. Coffee or no coffee, I just don’t think it can happen. I’ve tried doing without. It only gets worse,” she admitted with a shrug. “But we’re debating my coffee…”
“Faith, I could keep up with you any day of the week,” he growled in irritation. “Are you trying to insult me?”
“If I were trying, Jacob, then you would know it,” she promised him with a frown. “Can we get back to the coffee?”
Faith tried to ignore the sharp, bursting heat in her vagina as he faced her. Her entire body was warming, preparing itself for him. She could see the determination to master her filling his expression.
“Forget the damned coffee. ” One hand swiped through the air as he watched her with an expression of male challenge. “I want to discuss the sex. ”
She propped her hands on her hips. “Forget the sex, Jacob. I wanted sex the other night and you stomped away like a spoiled child. I don’t want the sex, I want the coffee. ”
He paused, his eyes narrowing as he considered her intently.
“If you want the coffee, then you have to give out,” he informed her smugly. “It makes you hornier, remember?”
“And I’ve done without for six years, remember?” she reminded him sarcastically. “I’ll make it another six if I want to. ”
Jacob frowned. He laid his hand on the coffee bag, but it was the bulge behind his zipper that made her mouth water.
“No sex, no coffee. That’s non-negotiable. ” His expression settled into lines of male stubbornness.
Faith restrained her urge to laugh at him. Like she was about to turn down the sex.
“The sex is negotiable then?” she asked him, her head tilting as she considered him.
Jacob frowned, his eyes narrowed. “Do you have to negotiate everything, Faith?”
She snorted. “I haven’t negotiated near enough where you are concerned, Jacob. If I had, I wouldn’t have suffered with terminal horniness for the past six years. I get my coffee, you get the sex. No limits allowed. No crying foul if you can’t keep up. ”
“How much coffee can you drink?” he asked her suspiciously.
Faith made certain her smile was innocent and non-threatening. “The question is, Jacob, how often can you fuck?”
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