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Dana gasped as the cool air wafted past her face, stroking her skin in a way that eased her soul. Rux closed the double doors, shutting them away from the tumultuous chatter and jazz music that permeated the entire event.

It was only them beneath a beautiful full moon. Stars had begun to scatter themselves along with the velvet tapestry of the dark sky, quietly displaying their brilliance.

Dana found herself nervous in the sudden silence but excited in a way that made her curious. She felt her chest rising and falling sharply as she held the glass of merlot beneath her lips.

“I don’t know how you do it,” Dana said.

Rux stood there, hands in his pockets, smiling at her in that handsome way that made her just want to eat him up, right then and there. He teased her, which made her slowly back against the railing with anticipation.

His head was tilted to the ground as he spoke, softly and rhythmically with the cicadas that surrounded them.

“Do what, exactly?” he posed.

“Talk so much,” Dana said, taking a bigger gulp of her wine than she had planned to.

Rux lifted his head, eyes wandering the sky. The muscles in his neck looked like thick pipes, further dampening Dana’s nether regions.

“I suppose I’m used to it,” he murmured. “I’m expected to talk a lot, but we aren’t saying much at all when you think about it.”

Dana felt the urge to cross her arms, to hide herself and her body from him, but she didn’t want that anymore. Instead, she clutched both hands against the railing, pressing herself against it by arching her back.

She hoped that it made her breasts stick out more, considering how much she craved his eyes to be on them.

“Expand on that,” she said softly.

Rux continued walking toward her, and Dana could no longer control the way her breasts heaved up and down. The wind rushed over their skin, sending a rolling wave of goosebumps through her, and she caught his scent more sharply in her nostrils than she had earlier in the evening.

His eyes fixed on hers, respectfully avoiding the impulse for a quick peek at her generous cleavage. Dana was never trying to hide it.

She knew she was bursting, and she was proud of her form. But the fact that he was trying so hard not to look down made her even more feverish for his touch.

“We talk about art, yes,” Rux said, his voice creamy and luscious in the quiet night air. “We talk about business, we talk about golf, hell, even charity events. But what else is there? It all feels very shallow sometimes.”

Dana was holding the stem of the glass between two fingers as her opposing hand clutched the railing. She needed him to get closer, to pull her body into his by her waist, and take her. She could barely hear the words coming out of his mouth. She was so aroused.

It was thrilling and a little scary, but perhaps, that was what made it so titillating.

Dana gulped before speaking.

“Shallow?” she said, her mouth feeling suddenly dry.

Rux nodded, finally making his way right in front of her and settling there. He was a tall man, so she had to look up at him. The moon was behind them, its glow emanating directly into his eyes.

She recognized something in them that was reflected in her … an inferno of desire.

“Yes, shallow,” he said softly. “I don’t ever feel like I gained anything from the conversations. But on the other hand …”

Rux reached over her and plucked the glass from between her fingers. She stood there frozen as he placed the glass on the ground, then let his hands fall from his pockets. He played with the fabric of his pants.

“You make me feel alive again,” Rux confessed.

Dana felt her heart moving into her throat as Rux raised a gentle hand to her face, brushing away hairs that had wandered past her ear. The gesture made her shiver, not just from the endearment but from the way his body was beginning to press against hers.

Dana welcomed it. She was lustful and ready to go wild.

He looked at her closely, one side of his mouth turning up into a sweet grin.

“Dana,” her name said in a whisk of air, “you’re so beautiful.”


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