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The action makes me nervous enough to grab for it first, and I squeak out a “hello” before I’ve had time to even take a calming breath.

“Hey, are you coming to brunch?” Carter asks.

“Uh, yeah,” I reply, pulling the phone away from my face to check the time. Fuck, it’s already nine thirty.

“Put him on speaker,” Jay mouths.

I shake my head, and he presses two fingers inside me. Despite my best efforts, the move forces a whimper from my lips.

“You okay?” Carter asks.

I glare at Jay as I put the phone on speaker. “Yup, just, uh, stubbed my toe.”

Ignoring my response, he asks, “Can you get a table for five? I’m running late.”

I laugh. When is Carter not running late? “Sure, is Cash picking up Chase?”

“No, he’s not coming. Jay’s meeting us.”

I regard the man between my thighs in confusion, and in return, he gives me a frustratingly relaxed smile and lazily pumps his fingers in and out of my body. I squeeze my lips shut to keep myself from reacting.

“Oh, is he?”

“Yeah, he texted earlier. Wanted to grab breakfast since we never see each other anymore. Since we already had plans, I figured I’d invite him along. I can’t believe you two have never met.”

I manage to squeak out a “yeah, me neither” as Jay’s tongue flattens against me.

“So you’ll call the restaurant?” Carter asks again.

“Uh-huh,” I assent, a desperate pant almost escaping.

“Okay, see you there,” he says, finally ending the call.

I click off the phone and toss it. “Oh my God. You are such an ass,” I shout, but as I get to the last word, he presses his fingers upward, making my legs quake. “Oh fuck,” I mutter, knowing I’ve lost complete control over my body.

“Say my name, baby. Come for me and say my fucking name.”

My body explodes at his command, and I pulse around his fingers. “Fuck, Jay, yes.” I ramble through a litany of moans.

He sucks so hard, refusing to let up, that I swear I could pass out. When I’ve come back to earth, I finally take him in. His eyes are shut, and he’s still licking. He’s enjoying this. Eating me out is as much for him as it is for me.

The way he looks right now—the desire etched into every line of his face; the way his eyes are shut like he’s savoring the way I taste—makes me crazy with lust. It makes me want to pleasure him the same way. To know whether I’ll feel the same pleasure just watching him get off.

“I need you,” I plead, dropping my arms to his shoulders and trying to pull him up.

He shakes his head as he continues his torturous licks. “I need one more,” he says, thrusting his fingers back inside me.

And really, who am I to deny the man?

35

FALLING FOR YOU BY COLBIE CAILLAT

JAY

Cat is adorable when she squirms. Normally, she’s so put together. She’s snarky, beautiful, and in control almost all the time.

But not today.

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