Free Flanked by Cat Johnson Page B

better when combined with his mouth.
    “Want more?”
    “Mmm, hmm.” She pushed his head back down until he drew her barbell into his mouth again, but before he did she didn’t miss his smile.
    She was right about the orgasm being doubly good from the combination of Garret’s mouth on her clit and his hands working her G-spot. It was almost too good when it hit. Her hips jumped. Her muscles clenched. And even as she came, riding wave after wave of pleasure, there was a pressure building inside her that threatened to snap and send her over the edge of another precipice. A place she’d never been before. Another level where anything might happen. A little freaked out by feeling so totally out of control, she pulled his head up.
    “Too good. No more.” Twitching beneath him, she fought to catch her breath.
    “Too good? Really?”
    “Yes, really.” Silver laughed.
    It was like when she told her students they’d done a good job but they still weren’t happy until they got a gold star too. It was very tempting to let him try for another gold star. The lit clock on the console caught her eye. They’d been at it for a very long time. It was late.
    “I hate to say this, but I’m afraid we’d better get back soon before we’re missed.”
    “Yeah. You’re right.” Garret sighed and pushed himself up.
    She glanced down as he pulled his underwear back into place. He was hard again. “Uh, did you want me to do something about that before we go in?”
    Garret laughed. “If you do we’ll be here another two hours. I drank, remember? The second time takes even longer than the first.”
    Her brows rose high. It would be very tempting to keep Garret well plied with alcohol if they were a couple. She certainly would be well fucked. “Okay. Next time.”
    “Next time for sure.” He grinned.
    Garret waited for to get her sweats back on and gather up all the dressings from her tattoo before he opened the truck door.
    They walked through the lobby beneath lights that after the dimness in the truck seemed brighter than the surface of the sun. Silver had to wonder if she looked as well satisfied as she felt and if the desk clerk noticed. She glanced sideways at Garret and yeah, his color was a little high too. Not to mention they both had sex hair.
    “So what other tricks you know?” She glanced at him as they reached the elevator and no one could hear her question.
    “More than I can show you during one night in my truck.” He poked the button and the doors slid open immediately. He waited for her to step inside then followed her in.
    “Hmm. Good to know.” She pushed the button for their floor.
    As the elevator began to move, Garret stood alternating between looking at her and glancing at the numbers of the floors they passed. “So…”
    “So,” Silver repeated.
    “So…so much for my rule.” He let out a short huff of breath.
    Silver wrinkled her nose and shrugged. “It’s really more of a guideline anyway.”
    He laughed. “Yeah, guess so. See you at breakfast tomorrow morning?”
    “Yup. See you in your truck again tomorrow night?”
    His chin dropped—defeat obvious in his expression—before he raised his gaze and made eye contact with Silver. “Yeah.”
    The elevator door opened and she stepped out first.
    “Good.” She smiled. “Night, Garret.”
    “Night, Silver.” He turned toward his door. Before he slid the key card inside, he glanced back at her and shook his head. She knew exactly what he was thinking. He didn’t want to want her, but he did.
    She opened her own door and heard Aaron’s snores. He’d never even know she’d left.
    God she loved men. Such predictable creatures.

Chapter Six
    “You have to act normal.” Silver’s gaze bore into him and there was no mistaking from her whispered tone that she was not happy.
    “I am.”
    But the two of them hanging back by the breakfast buffet and whispering sure as hell was not normal since they’d only met last night, so Garret wished