She reached for him and captured his mouth, wicked pleasure assaulting her as she tasted the difference between this kiss and the last. Was there anything hotter than experiencing the taste of herself in his mouth?

He changed out the condom, quickly rolling on another, then he charged back up her body, seizing her by the waist and twisting so that she was on top. Samiah straddled his hips, her eyes once again falling closed as she sank onto the length of his erection. She rolled her hips, undulating in a slow back and forth motion, relishing every slide of his body. But when he clasped his hands on her hips and started to guide her, she began to pump like the fate of all humanity rested on how vigorously she rode his dick.

It was fast and furious, this second journey to orgasm. The wave crashed into her with a force so strong her limbs went weak.

Samiah fell face forward, collapsing onto Daniel’s chest, her entire being replete with satisfaction. She felt his heart beating against her cheek and decided this was how she wanted to spend the next three hours. Forget naked tacos. The only thing she was hungry for was this feeling of total and complete contentment.

He shifted slightly so he could remove the condom, discarding it in a wad of tissues from the box on her bedside table. Then he settled back down, clasping a hand over her hip and tugging her toward him.

She propped her elbow up and cradled her cheek in her palm. “If this is what I have to look forward to every time I have a breakthrough with the app, expect quite a few breakthroughs, Mr. Collins.”

His deep, sexy chuckle traveled across her skin, a sinfully delicious sensation that teased her sensitive nerve endings.

“I’m not sure I like the thought of us sleeping together being tied to your app. What happens when you’re done with it?”

She laughed. “I’m not even in the neighborhood of done. Trust me, there are many more breakthroughs to be had before I get there.”

He peered at her, a skeptical arch to his brow. “I’m not sure I believe that.”

“Believe it,” Samiah said. “I hate admitting this, but I’m still so nervous about this entire thing.”

Nervous and scared. But confessing that would kill the mood for her.

“But why?” Daniel asked, clearly oblivious to the threat his questions had to her postsex buzz. His fingers drifted along her arm, moving in a languid caress. “You’re so damn good at your job. Why don’t you think you wouldn’t be just as good at the app?”