Too Goode to be True (Love Hashtagged #2) Read Free Page A

encounter, barely more than names exchanged.”
    “Except we did exchange more than that, didn’t we? Unless you’re an Oscar-level actor, you had as much fun as I did.”
    Fuck. He didn’t know what bothered him more—the logic, or knowing what she was saying and agreeing to a point. “So, you’re hesitating because you don’t know me, and at the same time because you’re starting to know me too well.”
    Her mouth twisted into an apologetic smile. “Screwed up, I know. I didn’t walk in here with the goal of being a cock tease; I promise.”
    He couldn’t hide his cringe at the term. “Do me a favor and don’t say that again.”
    “Cock tease?”
    “Yes. It implies you owe me something because you showed up. I don’t ever assume that.”
    She shook her head, tiny smile playing on her lips. “Why’d you have to be a decent person? You couldn’t have simply ruined the evening and let me leave without any doubt?”
    “Sorry to disappoint.” He winked. He stood and extended his hand. “At least let me walk you to your car.”
    A jolt of heat raced through him when her palm nestled in his, and he swallowed back desire that mingled with disappointment, as they made their way outside. He was surprised when they stopped next to a high-end BMW convertible. “This is me.” She nodded at the car.
    “If I had insecurities, a car like that might trigger them. Flashier than mine, for sure.”
    She turned to face him, fingers still intertwined with his. “So you’re secure enough in your”—she gave a fake cough—“masculinity that you don’t have to overcompensate?”
    “You could say that.” It took the last of his willpower not to press closer and let her frame mold to his. “Tonight would have been amazing if you’d said yes .”
    “Now you’re being arrogant.”
    “I meant for me. Though, if I did my job, you’d have fun too. You know, simple stuff. Explored every inch of you until you couldn’t do more than gasp. Fucked you until you couldn’t stand.”
    She caught her bottom lip between her teeth. “And you’re humble, on top of everything else.” Teasing laced her sarcasm.
    “Not really. If you’ve reviewed the right toys, you could get the same thing at home but without my ego.”
    “Where’s the fun in that?” She reached back to grab the handle, but didn’t open the door. “And I really did have a lot of fun tonight. I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you were looking for.”
    She was better than he expected; that was the problem. His cock strained against his slacks, and his mind jumped ahead to the types of fantasies he’d entertain tonight since she wouldn’t be there. “Me too. And maybe next time we’ll get to the fucking you until you can’t think straight.” He didn’t mean to say that. Still, she had yet to slap him, and he was going to enjoy this for all it was worth.
    “Next time, huh?”
    “A guy can hope. May I at least have a good night kiss?”
    “I don’t think I’ve been asked that since I was in high school.”
    “Is that a yes?”
    She nodded. He cradled her cheeks between his palms, her flush searing his skin, and brushed his mouth over hers. When she parted her lips with a gasp, he knew this had been a mistake. A surge of desire broke past the dam he’d built around it. His senses flared to life, dining on the soft flowery scent on her skin, drinking in her quiet sigh, and starving for another taste. He drove his tongue into her mouth, and she melted against him, digging her fingers into his chest. Every time she whimpered or shifted her weight or pushed closer to him, his erection threatened to pop his zipper.
    When she brushed her hip against his cock, he broke away and sucked in a tight breath between his teeth. “I should let you go.”
    She adjusted her position again, settling more pressure on his dick and stealing the last of the blood from his head. She looked up at him, eyes wide and anything but innocent. “Is it too late to take