He went up on his knees to sheath himself, and she took a moment to compare his body with the only other one she’d seen in the past.
Igor had been muscular but in a more lean way. No body fat and a strong core. But his body was built for speed and agility, for sprinting. No complaints in the looks department. No, it had been Igor’s attitude that was the real problem.
Michael… she nearly sighed. The man was a slab of muscle. Partly genetics, sure—you didn’t get that tall by working out—but his body was crafted for pushing around men nearly the same size. He was built for power. For protection.
He made her feel safe in every way.
“What?” he asked suddenly, busting through her thoughts. The condom was fully on, and he had one hand wrapped around the base of his cock.
She smiled a little. “Just admiring your body. Is that okay?”
“Only fair since I spend more time than is probably healthy admiring yours.” He crouched back over her, reaching down to pull one of her legs up high until he hooked her calf over his shoulder. “This okay?”
“Hey, I’m no Santa Fe cheerleader, but I’m flexible.” At his snort, she nodded. “Yeah, it’s g-g— Oh my God,” she finished on a strangled moan as he entered her with one swift slide.
“Flexibility. Another fantastic perk,” he said with a satisfied grin before he began methodically pumping his hips. Each pulse in slid the plump head of his cock along her G-spot, making her clench and hiss in enjoyment.
“Found it,” he murmured with self-satisfaction before kissing her and pumping harder. She’d have bitten his lip just to take him down a peg, but it felt so damn good she couldn’t formulate another thought until everything inside her tightened, then simply combusted.
Dimly, almost as if listening to it from under water, she heard Michael’s own orgasm grip him before he collapsed beside her on the floor.
Chapter 17
Michael waited until Kat was gone for work—nervously twirling her new car keys around one finger as she kissed him good-bye—before making the call.
“Lambert, what’s up with the evening phone call? Everything good?”
“I need out.”
He heard his agent groan and bit down on his own impatience.
“Need out of what, exactly?” Sawyer asked carefully, like a bomb tech finessing the red and green wires.
“Mentoring Kat, specifically. I’m clocking out of manny duty.”
Sawyer groaned again, but it was more of a sigh-groan. “What did that little shit do now?”
“Don’t talk about her like that,” Michael warned, feeling his hackles rise. “You’re her fucking agent, Sawyer. Could you at least pretend to show her a little respect?”
There was silence on the other end. Then, quietly, Sawyer asked, “She got to you, didn’t she?”
Michael growled, then took a deep breath.
“Well, if she didn’t, then you can keep on going, right?”
“This was a favor to you, Sawyer,” Michael bit out. “And it’s over now. Consider it a wash.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re… whatever. It doesn’t matter.”
“She got to you.”
The next time he saw his agent, Michael was going to punch him.
“So what if she did?”
“It’s an act, you know,” Sawyer said softly. “Look, I like the girl. She’s different, and when she’s not injured or her mind isn’t off somewhere else, she’s a damn good tennis player. But at this point, she’s just clutching at the remnants of a dying career the wrong way. And if you’re not careful, she’ll take you down with her. Igor learned that the hard way.”
“He doesn’t seem to be suffering any added stress from the whole thing,” Michael muttered. Hadn’t the guy just been featured in the latest ESPN The Magazine’s body issue? People salivated for that thing.
“I underestimated her pull, thinking you might settle her down without getting hooked. But that’s not working, so we’ll try something else.”
“It’s not like that. That’s not what this is. Don’t simplify everything in your mercenary vision, Sawyer. Not everything is about money or exposure.”
“Okay.” His tone said, bullshit. “If she’s not there learning something from you, then I might as well have her come back.”
“She’s got a system in place here now. Why doesn’t she just stay?”
“Looks like someone doesn’t want his new play toy pulled away.”