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Raph was already waiting outside my building when I walked out. I slipped into the warm passenger seat of his sexy black car and gave him a megawatt smile. My nerves bubbled right below the surface, and our proximity sent awareness pinging through me. "So, where are we headed?"

"I thought we could get a drink somewhere. Do you have anywhere you like? I don't know the area's hotspots." He paused, as if unsure. "The hotel I'm in has a nice bar."

I met his eye. Where I expected uncertainty, I saw raw heat. I gulped in a shaky breath, then swallowed. "That sounds perfect."

My heart hammered in my chest. We were en route to the hotel where he was staying. I had assumed he was out of town, and that I wouldn't see him until the presentation next week sometime. Until this moment, I thought our outburst of passion the other day was a one-off. But now I was in his car on a Saturday night and neither one of us had said anything whatsoever about the project.

We reached the grand hotel a couple of tense minutes later. Even the outside was meticulously elegant. The lobby was dusted with marks of opulence, too. The furniture was ornate, the floors gleamed, everything was spotless. Raph had his hand at the small of my back, guiding me through the lobby to the bar entrance on the lefthand side. I stopped.

"What's the matter?" He looked concerned, his brows furrowed.

"Well, we're here kind of late," I said, trying to get my courage front and center. "We could just have a drink upstairs."

He withdrew his hand. His face was blank, unreadable. Had I pushed when I was meant to be pliant? Maybe he had wanted to meet up to discuss something for Experience after all, and I was just overly presumptuous. But then, after several agonizing seconds of self-doubt, his fingertips curled tightly around my wrist. I swallowed and peered up at him through my lashes, seeing heat in his wild eyes.

He was such a schooled man, but there was a roaring fire inside him. It was passion, and I worried it would consume me like an inferno, but I couldn't stay away. I wouldn't dream of it.

Raph pulled me to a hallway on the other side of the lobby where we waited for the elevator.

We rode the car in overwrought silence. I could barely draw breath, the air was so thick with our unspoken desire. At last, the doors slid apart, revealing a small generic foyer exit from the elevator, then a door for which Raph entered a passcode. The keypad beeped, and the numbers glowed white. He closed the door behind us and pressed my back against it, our bodies melting together. He captured my mouth in a kiss that erased all doubt — and thought — from my mind. Even through all the layers of clothing, I could feel the bulge of his arousal pressing into my stomach as his hips pinned me. Bliss. Hot, aching bliss.

Raph took a step back and shucked his coat and scarf, never breaking eye contact. I missed the warmth of him as soon as he stepped away. There was a look of desperation in his eyes I hadn't seen before, and it did tantalizing things. I wanted to make it happen more.

"I thought you were out of town," I said just above a whisper, my voice husky.

All the surrounding glamor in this hotel suite paled to the man staring me down with the promise of scorching hot sex.

"In the morning. For a few days."

He lowered his mouth to my neck, gently kissing and licking my skin, driving me insane. Why did I want to talk again? The only things left on earth were me, Raph, and the heat flickering between us.

He pulled down the zipper of my jacket, a subtle fit and flare anorak with an oversized hood, and threw it aside. His hot mouth landed on my neck again, taking advantage of the new uninhibited access. This man knew how to drive me wild. I closed my eyes, moaning as he nipped my earlobe.

He took his time. He kept kissing, slowly walking me over to his bed. When the backs of my knees hit the mattress, he moved in and let us fall.

We landed on the luxurious, plush, king-sized bed, and his ever-so-slightly chilled fingers finally found the skin of my belly. He brushed against me, sending shivers up and down my spine and causing goose bumps to spring up.

"Take off your shirt," he murmured against my ear, eyes on fire.

I obliged. We broke eye contact only when I slid the shirt up over my head. Raph looked like he was losing his mind.

His carnal reaction made my breath hitch. He kissed the tops of my breasts, moving the material of my plum bralette to reveal the dusky rose peaks of my nipples. I panted, my breaths coming quick and shaky as heat pooled low in my belly.

He drew one of the taut buds into his mouth and sucked hard while his skilled fingers pinched and plucked the other. The sensation sent a line of fire straight to my core. I tugged his shirt up and over his head, rolling over on top of him, pinning his arms above his head, my breathing labored by lust.

I didn't know an hour ago, but I needed this. I needed him.

Chapter Fifteen

Raph

Lia's bid for dominance went straight to my cock. It took me by surprise. She ground herself into my hips in a tantalizing circle, rubbing her clit. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut as tension raked over my body.

Even as her sexy assault threatened my plans for the evening, I couldn't stop her. It was too damn hot, too unexpected, and it turned me on. She slipped from on top of me to rest between my legs and my pounding heart sped in my chest. I knew why I got in touch with her, but I hadn't known what to expect.

Lia pulled my belt open, unbuttoned my pants, and dragged the zipper down. I throbbed for her and watched her move with hooded eyelids. With one swift movement, she pulled my cock through my boxer briefs. There would be a time and a place where her mouth wrapped around me would be more than I could ask for, but I had to stop her before my resolve fizzled to nothing. I ground my teeth, holding on to that last shred of self-control.

I reached out to stop her, but she was quicker. She licked my shaft and my head dropped back to the pillow.

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