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  She stifled a laugh. “You’re irrepressible. A rogue.”

  His voice softened to a husky purr that made her insides heat. “You mean the idea of me in a Santa costume doesn’t turn you on? All that padding, and the big boots and the damned beard. Hell, it’s a nuisance, but with your hands touching me, I think I can take it. Darlin’, don’t you see, I’m dying to have you touch me.”

  Molten desire slid through her body, curling in her belly.

  The more she heard from this rogue, the more she liked what he said, and in one way that scared the bejeebers out of her.

  “Now did you say something about me bein’ indispensable—”

  “Irrepressible. There’s a big difference.”

  “Damn. Irrepressible. I think I like the sound of that.”

  “Don’t get a swelled head.”

  His eyes twinkled with humor. “Too late.”

  “Uh-huh.” She plunged all her doubt into that word, unwilling to allow his charm to derail her before she was ready.

  Amusement left his eyes and his mouth. Worry replaced it. “Please leave the office early with me. This storm is turning into a blizzard. I’ll worry like hell if you’re out there without me.”

  Pleasure danced through her system at the low, husky concern in his liquid voice. She felt naked and without defense or pretense in that moment. His gaze danced over her, searching for answers she didn’t know if she wanted to provide. On the other hand, part of her rejoiced at the attention, the overwhelming knowledge a man desired her with such force and conviction.

  Damn it, Kat. You’re thirty, not thirteen. Chin up.

  “Kat?”

  She tilted her small chin and stared him down. “I’m not helpless, Boone.” She poked his chest with her index finger. “I’m perfectly capable of driving through snow. I’ve been doing it for years and so far so good.” She poked his chest again, and raised her voice to stern and determined. “And second, no one orders me around.”

  She took a deep breath to steady her pulse—the man’s scent and his nearness continued to unravel her one thread at a time. A warm connection flowed between them, an intimacy she never expected and liked very much. She breathed deeply. He smelled so tempting and if she inhaled one more dram of his masculine aroma, she figured she’d pass out on the spot from intoxication.

  He said, “Honey, I don’t want to boss you around. I want to spend time with you. Lots of it. We’ve got chemistry, Kat. For six months I’ve been wondering what it would be like to get to know you better. I’ve had one assignment after another keeping me away from you. You know what I thought about late at night when I turned out the light? It would make you blush.”

  She inhaled deeply, becoming braver and more willing to jump off the edge. “Are you sure? Tell me what you thought about late at night.”

  Without remorse, his voice thick with passion, he said, “I imagined kissing you here in the office. Pushing you up against this wall.”

  Her heart slammed in her chest. “Oh, my.”

  “I’d rip your shirt off.” His heavy-lidded gaze drew her in until she couldn’t look anywhere else but into his mesmerizing eyes. “I’d free your beautiful breasts and play with your nipples. Suck and lick them until you beg me for more.” His gaze dropped to her breasts and the heat in his eyes blazed higher. “I’d make sure you were naked, then I’d cup your ass, lift you up and slide you down onto my cock.”

  She almost came unglued then. Almost grabbed him and demanded he do everything in the fantasy he’d created. Tension rippled and stretched between them. It wouldn’t take much to send them both to the point of no return.

  “What would happen then?” she managed to ask.

  His heavy-lidded gaze traveled over her face to her lips. “Then we’d have a wallbanger so fucking loud people might hear us.”

  She not only blushed, she felt the heat radiate from her pussy all the way up her belly, over her chest, across her aching nipples, and straight into her face.

  “Oh my God, Boone.”

  His hands planted on either side of the wall next to her head. What would it be like to explore his power? To caress it? To taste him?

  Her heart pounded. She licked her dry lips. “So loud people could hear?”

  “Oh, yeah.”

  Boone watched her with a hunger he could no longer deny. She didn’t know it, but he could read every tiny nervous twitch she made. Did she think she could hide anything from him with wide eyes a sparkling green-blue, clear and beautiful as Caribbean waters?

  Mischief twinkled in her eyes. “But maybe I’m not as attracted to you as you think I am.”

  “I didn’t fall of the turnip truck yesterday, darlin’. You feel something for me and won’t admit it.”

  Damn, he’d said it. Shit. His physical need for her went off the chart. Feelings? Well, those grew every time he saw her until he would do anything to make the fantasy he’d described come true.

  Her small chin quivered, and he caressed her perfectly oval face with admiring eyes. Did she understand how much he wanted her? Had wanted her for six, agonizing, long months? He’d been a damned fool not to approach her sooner.

  He allowed his gaze to wander over her delicate features. Her small nose, her long lashes. Only a little eye shadow, maybe mascara. She always looked natural. Her sweat suit fit her just right—not too tight across her full breasts or nicely rounded hips. Once, he’d like to see her in something slinky, sexy. Something he could slip off her shoulders and watch it pool around her naked feet.

  A tiny panic welled up in her eyes. “How do I know you aren’t trying to take me for a ride?”

  He grinned slowly. “Oh, I am. A very long, hard ride.”

  Because he couldn’t wait any longer, he dove in and took the kiss he’d wanted for what seemed eternity. His hands speared into her hair, and he cupped her head at the same time his mouth covered hers. Heat roared through his veins as he devoured her hungrily. As her lips parted and clung to his in response, a low growl of satisfaction rumbled in his throat.

  Yes.

  His tongue stabbed deep into her mouth. She moaned softly as he explored, thrusting his tongue against hers, pumping into her with an inflaming sexual cadence. When Kat met his dance with her own and tangled her tongue with his—well, his cock went rock-hard in seconds. She tasted as hot and delicious as he’d imagined.

  He’d wanted to kiss her, fuck her for six agonizing months. Now he had Kat in his arms, he didn’t plan on letting her go. His breath hitched as her body arched, her breasts full and soft against his chest. He wanted to cup the round globes, pinch and tug her nipples, lick them until her eyes closed in ecstasy. Tenderness sideswiped him at the same time as physical yearning. His hands slid down to her neck, where he allowed his thumbs to caress her collarbone. She trembled under his fingers. No matter what, he’d make sure she reached sexual peak over and over again.

  The phone rang.

  Chapter Two

  Kat almost came out of her skin.

  Boone released her with a gasp and backed away.

  She snatched up the receiver before it could ring a third time. “Kat Langdon.”

  Kat frowned deeply, hating the fact they’d been interrupted. She took care of the call, reassuring the person on the other end of the line she’d have the spreadsheet ready for a meeting on Monday. When she hung up, she turned to him. His gaze held a slumberous, sensual quality that stirred her the way no man had before. He glanced out at the snow outside.

  “Conditions are getting rough out there. We need to leave soon. Besides, if I don’t get you out of here, I’m about to do something unprofessional as hell,” he said.

  Heaven help her, but she liked the fire in his eyes, the on-the-edge cut to his jaw and mouth. She stood her ground. “Oh? Something more than what we’ve already done?”

  His gaze blazed with a new fire. He heaved a deep breath and his broad chest and shoulders moved. He walked up to her and stopped with almost no space left betwe
en them.

  “Kat.” His voice, so husky and almost aching, drifted over her lips. “You’re driving me nuts. I have dreams about you at night. Hot, wet, sexy dreams. I can’t take it anymore.”

  He leaned in and kissed her again. His mouth molded, shaped, teased. She burned everywhere, her body going up in flames as he pressed his tall length to hers. His hands gripped her shoulders then swept upward to cup her face. Every inch of his fantastic body rippled, moved, seduced with power and confidence. As she parted her lips and joined in the kiss, he took full advantage. He dipped into her mouth, caressing her tongue with a masculine assurance. His hands trailed down her neck, over her shoulders and arms and finally cupped her ribs. He explored with unabashed male interest. As his kiss deepened, his tongue thrust and retreated in a timeless tempo, testing her depths until she felt each stroke like a fine brush in her belly. If his first kiss ignited passions she didn’t know she had, this one fanned flames so powerful she reeled with the intensity.

  She ached, her core clenching and releasing with a desire to have him there, for the thick erection pressing against her belly to fill the void. Again and again he stroked, his tongue dancing against hers. His thumbs caressed her cheeks. She slipped her arms around his narrow waist and moaned against his lips.

  He walked her backwards until they bumped into the wall again. Pure heat and happiness washed through Kat as she enjoyed the strength of Boone’s body. Sensations encompassed her from every side like a blanket both comforting and riotously unpredictable. Potent male animal, he tantalized her with his rugged appearance, touch and raw possession. His hard, sculpted muscles embraced and protected with a spine-melting heaven.

  Twisting his mouth across hers, he tasted with a hunger full of lust, staggering in passion. Her folds moistened, heated with slick, hot evidence of desire while her nipples tingled. Tracing his broad back, she smoothed over the taut muscle that bunched and rippled beneath her fingers. She flushed from head to toe, burning up with a brazen craving that stirred in her belly and demanded fulfillment. Their breaths came hard. His cock was a demanding blade of masculine need that prodded at her stomach, and she wanted it with a driving craving that broke over her like a wave.

  As she leaned against the wall behind her, Boone broke the kiss. He unzipped her sweat suit top and peeled it back to reveal her plain white bra. He flicked open the front clasp. As he revealed her breasts, his eyes flamed with a ravenous urgency. When he cupped her breast, his fingers tenderly brushed her nipple. Wildfire pleasure made her gasp and shiver.

  He leaned in and captured one tight, aroused nipple in his mouth. She gasped again, startled by the intense desire darting low and deep in her stomach. His tongue flicked, his lips nibbled. When his hand came up to capture her other nipple between his fingers, she writhed in double enjoyment. She couldn’t bear it, yet she couldn’t stand for it to stop. Continually he tweaked, pulled, rubbed one nipple while sucking deep, hard and long on the other.

  “Mmm,” he moaned against her nipple, licking and laving with tormenting rhythm.

  Kat buried her fingers in his hair and closed her eyes, breathless with swiftly rising exhilaration.

  He slipped his fingers down her belly, and she held her breath in anticipation. He wedged his fingers under her stretchy waistband and skimmed his way downward, his fingers exquisitely gentle as he discovered her folds plump and wet.

  Delicate shivers coursed through her frame as he feathered his fingertip with the lightest touch over her clit. He kept up his maddening torment on one nipple, suckling and tonguing.

  She gasped and her eyes closed. “Oh.”

  He released her nipple. “You gotta be quiet, darlin’. There are people outside who might hear. You want them to know what’s happening?”

  Excitement burst over her, illicit and heady. Oh, yes. Yes. People might hear. She smiled and opened her eyes.

  His answering smile looked cocky and pleased. “I think you kinda like that idea, don’t you? Do you like the idea people might know what we’re doing?”

  “That would be…”

  “Wild?”

  “Yes.”

  “Fucking exciting?”

  “Yes.” She closed her eyes again and sighed. “Yes. It’s so…forbidden.”

  He chuckled, the throaty sound sexy. His fingers found her clit and caressed.

  Her hips twitched and jerked as bliss cascaded through her. Aching, throbbing, her flesh demanded completion. She fell into an untamed paradise as his lips touched her throat, teasing her flesh in a torment she couldn’t stand and yet didn’t want to escape. His fingers probed, stroked, thrust. He slid one finger deep inside. At the hot caress, Kat moaned, squirmed. With slow, undemanding movements, he found a spot deep inside her and rubbed.

  “Oh my God,” she said with a cry of surprise.

  She’d imagined feelings this astonishing before, but nothing she’d experienced in her sexual life so far compared to these invigorating, out of control demands her body made. When he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked, she cried out again.

  Closing her eyes, she fell into the sensation, aware of nothing but his heat, his strength, and the heady delight. Without remorse, he fucked her with his finger, nudging that spot, caressing. She panted, crazy with a need so strong she almost didn’t recognize it. He withdrew his touch and she groaned with disappointment. She opened her eyes to find him looking down on her with a mixture of lust and enjoyment so profound it stunned her.

  He plied her clit, teasing over the sensitive bud with circling motions. She groaned, caught in a mind-splitting glory that surged then broke over her body in a dizzying wave. Her fingers clutched at his shoulder in desperation. Her head falling back as ecstasy grew with every gentle sweep of his finger over her clit. Arousal spilled from her in a slick hot juice.

  “I’ve got to have you, Kat.” His voice, low and thick, made her tremble.

  As much as his fingers tormented her, she ached so much she must have him thrusting inside her or lose her mind. “Please. I’m on the patch. And I know we’ve tested safe.”

  His nostrils flared a little, his lips parted. “Jesus, sweetheart. That’s music to my ears. God, you are so beautiful and I want you so much.”

  Impatient, she said, “Tell me later. Take me now.”

  Within seconds, he’d removed her boots then stripped her sweatpants and panties from her ass. Rapidly, in jerky movements that showed his impatience, he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He shoved his jeans and briefs down to his thighs. His cock sprang free. Thick, long, and spike-hard, he lived up to the “long, tall Texan” adage without a doubt. Her mouth watered.

  “Put your arms around my neck, Kat. When I lift you, wrap your legs around my waist.”

  She was going to do it. They were going to play out his fantasy.

  When she put her arms around his neck, she closed her eyes and waited. His fingers dug into her ass as he lifted her off her feet. As he propped her against the wall, her legs came around his waist. The fabric of his shirt brushed against her nipples and teased them unmercifully. The thought that he was mostly dressed and she was mostly naked sent her arousal into the stratosphere. When his cock probed between her pussy folds, the broad tip pushed just inside her. She gasped as the thick invader pressed relentlessly forward. Oh, that felt fantastic.

  “So fucking wet and hot,” he said huskily.

  Without hesitation, he shoved hard. She cried out as his broad cock spread her wet core wide and deep. He kissed her to muffle the sound.

  “Ah, Jesus, God.” He panted against her neck. “All right, darlin’?”

  “It feels so good.” Her voice sounded rusty, and she licked her lips. “So good.”

  She opened her eyes and looked into his smoldering gaze. Nothing would stop them now. People outside could break down the door and they wouldn’t stop. The thought of her coworkers just on the other side of that door maybe hearing them fuck made her pussy clench and release over his length buried inside her.


  He hissed in a breath. “Hang on.”

  He pulled back, sliding out until the tip barely rested inside her pussy lips. She squirmed, her hips twitching. “Boone, I can’t stand this.”

  With one powerful stroke, he slammed forward. Again, she stifled a cry. Once more he pulled back with excruciating slowness, then thrust hard and fast. Her head fell back against the wall. Without mercy, he jackhammered inside her, his cock pounding out a rhythm between her thighs. Each thrust rubbed high inside her, the friction fast, relentless, out of control. Her body screamed with need for release. Sex had never been this good before.

  Oh God, yes. It doesn’t get any better than this. She moaned again and again as thick, amazingly hard cock drilled her thrust after thrust. Tingling, rapidly growing heat surged into her pussy along her vaginal walls, and the dam was ready to break loose. Her pleas came in whispers so no one but him could hear. As he fucked her with steady, unrelenting power, her mind and body reached for the goal hanging just out of reach.

  “Boone.” She sobbed out the word, her hips writhing as he increased the pace of his thrusts.

  Finally, she could take no more. Orgasm burst inside her pussy, rolling in waves as she quivered and shook with breath-stealing rapture. Boone kissed her hard, and she screamed into his mouth. He thrust hard and stayed deep inside her, pressing his hips against hers.

  His tongue plunged deep as he absorbed her ascent to the top. When he let her up for air, she continued to quake with small pulsations deep in her pussy. Kat knew she wasn’t finished coming. Not by a long stretch.

  “Sweetheart, that was beautiful,” he said.

  He eased his cock from her as her legs slid from around his waist. She moaned. “Why did you stop?”

  He grinned. “There’s much more where that came from.”

  He reached between her legs and felt the swollen folds. She hissed in a breath as he tested oversensitive flesh. Then his fingers left her pussy, creamy wet with the arousal that had inched from her steadily.

  Sex scented the air, and a wave of heated embarrassment and elation combined inside her. Then he did something so carnal it shook her down to the secret, most primal sanctum of her being.