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he grunted, keeping his answer short because that was all his brain was capable of at the moment.
    “Nothing else?”
    By the way she asked the question, Felix should have known something wasn’t right, but he was too muddled to pick up on the subtlety of it. “No, ma’am. Just business.”
    Stopping what she was doing, Poppy shook her head. “Not the answer I was expecting,” she said with fire dancing in her eyes. Leaning across his chest, she reached under the pillow beside his head. When she drew back, she held her hand up. “Guess I’ll be needing this.”
    Felix groaned, pressing his head back into the pillow. “Don’t, Poppy. You know how I feel about vibrators. Unless I’m the one using it on you, it doesn’t get used.”
    Poppy raised both eyebrows in an is that so? look. “Who’s the boss?”
    If she was about to do what he thought she was about to do, then Felix wasn’t in the mood for playing anymore. Jerking on his restraints, he found that they were deceptively strong. “Tony fucking Danza,” he snapped, losing some of his patience. “Now untie me so I can touch you.”
    Shaking her head, Poppy drew the vibrator down his chest and across his stomach, stopping just short of her entrance. “You know the rules, Mr. Sinclair. But since you’re obviously in pain, I’ll give you one more chance.” Twisting the toy on, a low vibration began on his lower stomach. She pinned him with a hard look, the one she used on him when she meant business. “Where were you really this afternoon?”
    Shit , she couldn’t know. Could she? Had Jon talked? Had Tate? Maybe Travis. No, not Travis. What was he thinking? None of them knew a damn thing, not really. They only knew that he left without having drinks with them. So if they didn’t know, she couldn’t know. Or maybe Jon was right, and women really could sniff out a lie from a mile away. So maybe he should go with a half-truth, confess a little and feel her out first? “You caught me,” he said before he could second guess himself. “I went to the driving range with the guys today.”
    Her eyes softened for a brief moment before they turned to hardened steel again. “And?” she prompted.
    “And…I’m sorry I lied to you.” Smart, Sinclair, women love apologies. Not that he wasn’t sorry he lied to her, but sometimes it was a necessary evil. It wasn’t like he was deliberately trying to hurt her.
    Pursing her lips, Poppy cranked the toy higher, sending tremors down through his gut. The constant vibration against the same spot for so long was a torture in and of itself. The area had grown fatigued, and if she didn’t stop soon, he was seriously considering bucking her off him just to make it stop.
    “Is that all you have to say?” she asked.
    He confessed. He said he was sorry. “There’s nothing else to say.” Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
    “Suit yourself,” she said pleasantly. Felix watched as she turned the vibrator in on herself and slid it between her legs. Rocking her hips against his, she moaned long and low, her head tipped back, her mouth parted slightly as she drove herself toward that moment of ecstasy he craved.
    “Poppy,” he grunted, “pulling against the nylon ties, “enough. Untie me.”
    “Oh, Felix,” she panted. “I’m going to come.”
    Already? Fuck! He jerked harder on his wrists, feeling bolts of pain shoot through his fingertips as the circulation was cut off. How could she be coming already? She’d just started! He’d heard before that a woman could get herself off in a fraction of the time it would take a man to get her there, but come on. This was ridiculous.
    His struggling stopped when he felt her body tense. Poppy’s thighs gripped his, her back arched, and her breathing froze. Still, her hand continued to work the vibrator in and out. He felt the heat pouring from her pussy against his skin, could see the evidence of her pleasure glistening on her fingers. Felix couldn’t tear his