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What do ice cream and Sadie Montgomery have in common? They’re both ice cold, but one taste is never enough.

I wanted to be friends — I would have even settled for her seeing me as anything but a nerd — but there was no getting through. So just like any hard-headed, red-blooded man out there, I made up my mind.

I’d make my coworker fall for me.

I’d like to say it was simple, but like every other epic love story, all it took was one drunken night and a lot of naked courage to get the girl. For a moment, at least.

Love with a coworker is never simple, especially since Sadie’s trying to keep us on the low. Not to mention her persistent ex-boyfriend who won’t leave her alone. But I’ve never been good at giving up, and I don’t plan to start now.

The whole thing is a recipe for a rocky road, but I plan to eat the whole gallon, no matter how bad the brain freeze.


Meghan Quinn


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“Hands above your head,” I command.

“Take my shirt off,” she answers back, a strain to her voice.

“No chance, baby. My tongue has a one-track mind right now.”

Squirming under me, causing the shirt to ride up some more, almost exposing her goddamn nipples, I suck in a deep breath.

“Doesn’t seem like it. Seems like your mouth just wants to fucking tease me right now.”

“Ever heard of foreplay, baby? It’s where I spend my fine-ass time licking, sucking, and playing with your body until you’re so wet between your legs—so fucking ready—that your clit is pounding out of control. That with one flick of my tongue you’ll be screaming my name at the top of your lungs.”

Her eyes become hazy, her breathing more rapid than before, and her legs fall open for me. “You know,” she finally replies after licking her lips seductively, “languid sexual encounters can go both ways.”

I lean forward and press my mouth against hers, diving my tongue against hers, tasting every essence of her, just enough to give her a complex when I pull away. Winking at her, I say, “I look forward to our role reversal. Until then, keep your hands where I can see them and your shirt firmly in place.”

“Not a boob guy?” she asks with a wicked grin.

“I’m into whatever you have to offer, but right now, I’m focusing on your pussy.”

I catch a glimpse of her almost-exposed breast. I swallow hard and keep moving down her body until I’m hovering above her panty line. With my tongue, I run the length of the thin fabric. Her legs beneath me fall apart even farther, making room for my broad shoulders. God, her scent. She’s already so wet. My teeth graze her skin, nip her, tease her, just before I snag the hem of her thong and drag it down, my nose grazing her bare pussy. Leaning back, I take the thong with my hand and quickly toss it to the ground. Not caring about any reservations she might be feeling, I grip her knees and spread her legs, pushing them up around her chest. Fuck, she’s flexible.

Eyes wide, she gazes at me, wondering what I have in store for her.

“Grip your knees, Sadie, and keep them there. I have other plans for my hands that don’t involve holding your legs back.”

A sexy gasp pops out of her mouth before she does as she’s told, giving me the perfect view of her sweet, aroused pussy.

Fuck. Me.

Licking my lips, fucking excited about tasting her, I bury my head between her legs, forgetting about the whole going-slow process, and start lapping at her clit. The moment my tongue hits her arousal my dick jolts in response. Fuck, she tastes so good, like goddamn honey.

I appreciate a well-thought-out equation, a scientific discovery, a perfectly cleaned motherboard from a computer, but holy shit do I love a tempting, sweet-tasting pussy.

The need for more overtakes my senses. My mind is focused on one thing: making this beautiful woman come on my tongue. With my fingers, I spread her lips and suck on her clit, pulling a long, appreciative moan from her. I do it again, harder, rotating from sucking and licking, adding in a few kisses here and there, but more than anything, flicking my tongue across her most sensitive area.

Beside me, her legs shake, her hands slowly lose grip on her knees, and her moans release more rapidly. Her entire body starts to quiver against my shoulders. She’s close.

Glancing up, I take in her beauty. Her mouth drawn in an O, her eyes shut, her neck muscles strained, the bottom of her breasts bouncing with the shaking of her body.

Wanting to take her orgasm one step further, I remove my mouth, causing a groan to pull from her lips. “Wh-what . . . are you doing?” She’s out of breath and the look of torture is eating her up.

“Lay that pretty head of yours back down and focus on holding your legs in place.” When she gives in, I start to run my fingers around her hole, teasing her relentlessly, just barely skimming her skin, occasionally brushing across her clit.

“Oh God, please, Andrew,” she begs, her legs shaking.

Bringing my fingers to her entrance, I ask, “How much do you want this, Sadie?”

“So much,” she pants.

With the pace of a sloth, I press my fingers inside her, loving the way she tries to press her hips down, urging my entrance. She’s so fucking wet, so fucking tight, it takes everything in me not to snap my will and just devour her.

My fingers now slipping deeper inside her, curving in just the right place, I bend my head back down and press my tongue against her clit once more. The pressure of my fingers and tongue pushes her over the edge.

“Oh yes,” she screams. Her moans fill the small space of my bedroom while I let her ride my tongue until she’s left to only tiny little trembles of pleasure.

Spent, she releases her legs and places both her arms over her face, covering her eyes in what seems like disbelief.

And holy fuck, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed, watching Sadie be so exposed, so vulnerable, laying it all out there for me to take advantage of. Shit, that was . . . that was unclassifiable.

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