The Suit
passionately, show her she means more, and then I’ll send her to bed.
    When I look back at Edie, her head is leaned back, her perfect lips slightly parted, ready and waiting. I won’t lie. My dick is so hard it’s almost painful. I expected this to go further than a kiss, but I’ll gladly take it. I pull her to me and crush my lips to hers. My tongue sweeps inside of her mouth and she welcomes it as her hands fist my shirt. The kiss is fevered, heavy, and by far the most amazing kiss I’ve ever received. One hand still holds the book, while my other hand finds her breast before running down to the curve of her ass. When she pulls away, we’re both breathing heavy, gazing at one another. Lust looms in her eyes as she bites her bottom lip. Then, she nods back at the book. My eyes blur, but I know I have to keep reading. She wants to act out this scene, which means I need to keep reading to find out what happens next. Maybe there’s more than a kiss.
    Dear God, please let there be more than a kiss.
    The kiss was meant to tell her I wanted more than sex, but it only made the fire of my desire burn brighter. Just as I was second-guessing my decision to wait, she backed away from me and picked her robe up off the ground. With a coy smile, she retreated, and just before she was out of sight, she looked back to me and stared. It was a promise of more to come. And I knew it would be worth the wait.
    When I meet Edie’s gaze, she is slipping the robe over her shoulders and tying the sash. She descends down the hall and gives me one more longing gaze before she opens her bedroom door and enters. This was a start and she’s promising more to come. Edie James is quite a woman. I’ll never make fun of her choice in literature again. Who knew these shitty romance novels could be so fucking hot?  Who knew the little farm girl could completely knock me on my ass? I have seriously underestimated Edie James.
    I’m so amped up I head out to do a night check on the stables before I turn in. As if I’d be able to sleep after that anyway. I’m definitely going to need a long cold shower tonight.

 
     

     
     
    I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I can’t believe I kissed Suit! And it was epic. As soon as I can get away, I head straight to Nikki’s in desperate need of her advice.
    “So let me get this straight. You’ve negotiated hooking up with the suit as long as he plays out your fantasies with you?” Nikki’s face looks as if it may split in two, her grin is so wide. I’m not surprised she’s shocked by my revelation. Hell, I’m shocked . What the hell am I doing? Suddenly the realization at how sexually frustrated I’ve become hits me hard. I bend over and grab my knees, gulping in air. “Just breathe, Edie.” Nikki stands and rubs my back gently.
    “You’re right. It’s insane. I’ll just tell him it was a bad idea.”
    “The hell you will.” Nikki yanks me up and kneels before me so that we’re eye to eye. “There is nothing wrong with this, Edie. He’s right. You two can help each other out and no one will be the wiser. He’ll go home and your reputation will stay intact. We all need sex, Edie. There’s nothing wrong with what you’re doing.”
    “Says the virgin,” I reply dryly.
    “I’ve done everything else,” she defends. “You’ve only had sex once.”
    “How is it that I’m considered the town virgin and you’re not?”
    “Let’s not get off subject. We’re talking about you and the suit doing the nasty.”
    “What if I get attached? You know how I am, Nik. I’ve never just had sex with someone; it’s always been for love.”
    Nikki gives me a soft smile. “And look how that turned out.”
    Her words are harsh, but the truth usually is. My last boyfriend waited for me for two years and when I finally gave up my virginity to him, he dumped me for some girl in his physics class. Ever since, I’ve been hiding, in a sense. Hiding behind the farm and my horses, hiding behind my

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