Page 17 of The Code of You

His hand slid under my dress and pushed my panties aside. He found my pussy, then paused. "Tense?” he purred. "We’ll fix that.” He slid a finger inside me and moved it slowly.

I moaned—more to reward him for the effort than because I felt anything. His fingers moved faster. I still felt nothing.

Instead, I heard a soft buzzing. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my bag where I’d tossed it on the floor. It buzzed again. I smiled against Gavin’s mouth and clung to him. Can you see me here too, Dante? If you can, I’ll give you a show you won’t forget.

I reached for Gavin’s zipper and pulled it down. His hard cock sprang free, thick and ready. He dug a condom out of his wallet and rolled it on. Then he lifted me with both hands and pushed inside me. Well—at least he was strong.

He thrust into me, again and again. Damn it, I wanted to feel something. I wanted to feel what the words on that screen had done to me.

"Tell me what you want to do to me,” I whispered into Gavin’s ear.

He paused and kissed my neck. "I’m not really a words guy, baby.”

I rolled my eyes. Oh, wonderful. A real Shakespeare. "Then show me you want to own me.”

"What?” he panted between thrusts.

"I don’t know,” I said. "Pull my hair. Put your hand around my throat. Something . . .”

He laughed. "You’re funny.”

My heart sank. It was useless. He didn’t get it. He didn’t know what I needed. Unlike . . . No. I pushed the thought away and closed my eyes, endured Gavin jackhammering into me until he cried out and collapsed.

"That was hot, baby,” he whispered, breathless.

I just nodded and smiled, waited for him to clean himself up. When the door closed behind him, I let out a long breath. What a waste of time. In the mirror my eyes looked empty. I splashed cold water on my face.

My bag buzzed again. I went still. Oh. He’d be furious. My jaw clenched until it ached. My tongue felt dry against the roof of my mouth. I reached for my phone with shaking fingers.

Pandora . . . don’t you dare.

8:38 PM

What are you doing?

8:38 PM

I’m WARNING you.

8:39 PM

You’ll regret this

8:40 PM

A tension pulled tight at the back of my neck.

He couldn’t give you what I can give you. No one can. I hope you finally understand that now.

9:03 PM

I typed back.

You’re in my phone now, too?

9:03 PM

I’m in your phone. In your car. In every camera you walk past.