“You just did. Twice.” I give her a taunting grin.

“You know what I mean, Ass.” She calls me ass like it’s my name. Like it’s a term of endearment.

“Fine. How about cunt?”

“Cunt,” she answers, eyes locked on mine.

Hearing naughty words come from that pouty mouth is my undoing. I lean back and exhale, my mind racing with filthy thoughts.

“Fuck me,” I murmur, surprised at how turned on I am without even touching her. Just the sound of her voice has me rock-hard. What is this woman doing to me?

“Fuck me,” she repeats my words.

My little Goose isn’t done. The realization brings a devious smile to my lips as I meet the challenge in her eyes.

You asked for it, sweetheart.

“Tell me you want my cock deep inside your pussy,” I say flatly.

She shuts her eyes, swallows hard and takes a deep breath. I’d put money on her chickening out, right until her lips twist up mischievously. Her words come out slow and tormenting, oozing raw sex. I savor each and every one.

“I want your thick, hard cock deep inside my tight, wet pussy, fucking me until I can’t help but scream your name in ecstasy.” She leans forward and crawls toward me on the couch, inching closer with every syllable. She is the single sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Her words hypnotize me. I’m in a trance, unable to look away from those deep, dark eyes.

Every drop of blood in my body surges south to my throbbing dick. I can’t think, I can’t move.

“Austin,” she moans.

She makes my name sound filthier than anything she’s said tonight. By the time she finishes, her mouth is inches from mine. Temptation rages through me. I fist my hands at my sides and hold back the animal desire to take her. Rough and hard, I’m desperate to claim her.

“Who are you?” I ask, my voice gravelly. I’m in awe of her. Amazed. And painfully aroused.

“Elizabeth Wilde. Nice to meet you.” She sticks out her hand, barely able to fit it in the tiny space between our hot bodies. That smart mouth breaks the last of my restraint. I can’t help but grab her hand and pull her flush against me.

“Smartass,” I seethe before seizing her lips with mine.

I greedily slide my hands up her tank top, pulling it up and over her head in one smooth motion. I graze the soft, exposed swell of her chest with my lips as I unhook her bra.

“Wait.” Her voice is shaky and breathless.

It takes all the willpower I have to pull away. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and bites her lip. My chest tightens at the sight.

“Don’t you want to see my homework?” she asks in a near whisper.