Dangerous Crush (Dangerous Noise 2)

"Kit, don't make me torture you." She leans against the door. "Are you ticklish? I can find out. I'm very thorough."

I get into the passenger's seat

Piper smiles, victorious. She gloats as she slips into her seat, buckles up, and pulls out of the parking lot and onto the freeway.

"If your head gets any bigger, you won't be able to get out of the car," I tease.

She shrugs, nonchalant. "I have no idea what you mean."

"Bullshit."

"Maybe."

I flip through her CDs until I find something that will get her singing along. "You're worse than Ethan."

She laughs. "I know what you're doing."

I switch the CDs and put the case away. "What's that?"

"You're trying to bait me."

I copy her nonchalant shrug.

She laughs, but the second the stereo blares with Britney, she blushes. "I'm not going to sing along."

"Want to bet?"

"Name your terms."

"If you lose, you have to go that audition."

"You really want me to play a woman who has a mental breakdown," she teases. "But fine. If you lose, you have to go to karaoke with me, and you have to sing any song I request."

"Aren't most karaoke places bars?"

"Don't tell me you forgot I'm nineteen." Her eyes meet mine then they're back on the road. "I know places with private rooms, no booze allowed. Unless you can't handle it."

Fuck, the dare in her voice is doing things to me.

My head fills with thoughts of scooping Piper into my arms and setting her on

the kitchen counter. Of her body under mine on that soft leather couch.

Of her in my bed.

Against the wall.

Fuck do I want her moans in my ear.

Her nails digging into my skin.

It's been a long, long time since I've really wanted a woman's pleasure. Since I've reveled in how fucking good it felt to watch a woman come.

I shake my head, but it does nothing to shake off my thoughts. "Deal."

"You're on." She shakes my hand then reaches for the CD player.

I grab her wrist. "You're more honorable than that."