Page 20 of Revelation (The Josh & Kat Trilogy #2)

“At least during this fantasy-exchange thing,” she adds quickly.

My stomach bursts with butterflies. My cheeks burst into flames. “Yeah, good idea,” I say quickly. “I think so, too.”

Her face is on fire. “Because I like not using condoms with you,” she continues. “I like feeling you inside me with nothing between us. But I’m only willing to continue that way if we’re exclusive.”

“I agree.” Now my heart is racing. Holy shit. My chest physically hurts. “Shit, I don’t wanna go back to condoms, ever, as long as I live.” Oh shit. What am I saying? What did I just imply?

“Good.” Her cheeks flush. “Condoms are hereby banished. Gone.” She clears her throat. “For as long as you want.” She takes a deep breath. “You know, at least during the time while we’re”—she takes another deep gulp of air—“doing our fantasy thing.” She makes a weird face.

I nod, my heart still racing like a runaway train. “Agreed.”

“Good,” she says. “Yep. Done. Exclusive.”

“Yep. We’re officially exclusive as of right now. You and me.”

She grins. “Okay. Good.”

“Great.”

“I’m all yours.”

My entire body jolts at the sound of those three words. I’m all yours, she just said to me. Holy hot fucking damn, I’ve got to sit down .

“Okay,” she says, almost to herself. She exhales loudly. “Cool.”

“Cool,” I say.

We sit and stare at each other, smiling, neither of us speaking.

I feel like my IQ just went down fifty points. My brain isn’t functioning.

What exactly did we just agree to? She suggested being exclusive just for purposes of our little fantasy-fulfillment exchange.

Does that mean we’re not in an actual relationship—that we’re some kind of exclusive fuck buddies?

Because it sure feels like this girl’s a helluva lot more than my fuck buddy.

Fuck, I should ask her for clarification.

But I’m not sure I wanna hear her answer.

I clear my throat. “So when are you gonna have your period? We should plan your trip to L.A. around that.”

She grins. “I’m not. I take extended birth control pills. No period. I’ve got a year’s worth of pills and I’m only two months in.”

I smile broadly. “Excellent.”

“So no break in our perverted activities will be required for the foreseeable future. Well, at least not on account of my period, anyway. Stuff like work and life will surely get in the way—and the fact that we don’t live in the same city ought to throw a wrench in things, for sure.”

“Why? It’s less than a two-hour flight from Seattle to L.A. I can get a hard-on at ten and, if I charter a flight for you, you’ll be at my house, sucking it by twelve thirty.”

She bursts out laughing. “You’re so gross.”

“That’s not gross. That’s romantic .”

She laughs. “You’d charter a flight just to get a blowjob?”

“I can’t think of a better reason to charter a flight. Especially if the blowjob was gonna be from you. Damn .”

She laughs again. “Well, okay, but what about work? Don’t you have a company to run or something? Now that I think about it, how come you never seem to have to work?”

“Well, actually, I’m kinda between jobs at the moment.

Not officially, but...” I lean in close to her and touch her golden hair.

“Jonas and I are about to start a new business together. We haven’t made a public announcement yet, so this is actually confidential, but we’re both leaving Faraday occasionally, I lose my concentration when I look at her.

“So, hey,” I say, looking at my watch. “We’re meeting Henn in the lobby in about seven hours, so I think we’d better get some sleep. We’d better have our wits about us while we’re saving the world tomorrow.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m a freakin’ zombie right now. At some point, I’m definitely gonna need a full eight hours of sleep—you’re killing me, smalls.”

“ Eh, we can sleep when we’re dead, PG. Speaking of which, how ’bout before we sleep, you get that hot little body of yours into my bed and let me make good on that rain check from our shower?”

“Aren’t you the one who just said we need to get some sleep for tomorrow?”

I wave my hand. “I meant we need sleep after I give you the best orgasm of your life.”

Her eyes light up. “You sure you’re up to it? That rain check was for you to go for the gold.”

I lean in and kiss her slowly, taking my sweet time, grasping the back of her neck firmly as I do, and she ignites under my touch. When I pull away from her, there’s no mistaking the heat in her eyes.

“I’m positive,” I say, leering at her. “There’s no point in doing it if I don’t do it phenomenally, right?”

“I couldn’t agree more.”