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With each stroke of his cock in her mouth, she worked her throat and he grunted.

Then his body jerked.

Hadley sucked harder and heard him curse.

He came down her throat, his groan long and deep.

Wow. She swallowed and felt tingles through her body. She liked driving him wild, liked giving him pleasure.

He eased his cock out of her mouth and she licked her lips.

“Damn, Hadley. You destroyed me.” He pulled her up and settled her in his lap.

She pressed her face to his warm throat. He smelled so good.

He ran a hand down her arm in a lazy, intimate move.

She swallowed. She didn’t usually snuggle. She had nice dinners, good sex, and then she left.

But Bennett Knightley made her want all kinds of things she knew would be bad for her.

“I’m glad you came to check on me,” he said.

“And made all your office fantasies come to life.”

He chuckled. “I won’t lie. It’s going to be hard to work in here and not picture you making me come.”

She couldn’t stop herself from stroking her hand inside his shirt, caressing the strong column of his throat.

For a second, she had the image of him splayed out on a big bed—she was sure he had a big bed—and her stroking him all over. Discovering exactly what he liked.

Panic, sly and sneaky, closed around her throat.

“Come home with me,” he said.

Hadley stiffened. “That’s very tempting, but I need some sleep, and I have work to do.” Plus she needed some space to clear her head.

“Running again, Hadley?”

She met his gaze. “I’m not sure tangling with you is a good idea.”

His lips quirked. “You said that before, yet here you are on my lap, with no panties on, I have your taste on my lips, and I just came in that very sexy mouth of yours.”

Her belly contracted. “I’m leaving now.”

He sighed and loosened his hold. “Okay.” He kissed her. It was deep, delicious, and she couldn’t stop her small moan as she kissed him back.

When she stood, her knees were a little shaky. She glanced around. “Where’s my underwear?”

His smile turned sexy. “I have no idea.”

Hadley let out an exasperated breath. “Knightley—”

He rose as well, tucking himself away and fastening his trousers. “I’ll see you in the morning, Ms. Lockwood.” He reached out, his fingers grazing her jaw.

She felt tingles all over her. He was too close, too tempting. She took a step back. “Good night, Bennett.”

She tried to tell herself that she wasn’t retreating, but she had to get out of there before she threw her arms around the man and dragged him to the floor.


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