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feeling much the same way.
    Damn, Eshe thought on a sigh. She’d forgotten how potent it could be. Had she recalled, she would have told Lucian to find someone else for this task and left last night before her senses could be fully stirred back to life. Too late for that now, though, she acknowledged. They were awake and roaring to be satisfied, and nothing was going to make her give up whatever time she could have satisfying them…whether it ended badly or not.
    “Good, you both cleaned your plates.” Mrs. Ramsey’s cheerful voice sounded just before she appeared at the table next to them.
    Eshe forced herself to look away from Armand and toward the woman. She even managed a smile, though there was a slight growl in her voice as she said, “Yes. Thank you. It was good.”
    “Good. I’m glad,” Mrs. Ramsey said, sounding pleased as she retrieved both now-empty plates. “And it is nice to see you eating for a change, Armand.”
    “Yes,” he murmured, and then stood abruptly, almost toppling his chair in his haste. “Eshe and I are going to have a word in my office, Mrs. Ramsey.”
    It was all he said, and all he needed to. Eshe was on her feet at once and leading the way, moving as quickly as she could without running. She entered the office, heard the door close behind them, and turned at once.
    Armand was there to meet her so that she almost bumped into his chest before stopping her turn. In the next moment she did bump his chest as he tugged her into his arms and claimed her mouth. There was no “Hello, how do you do?” The moment his mouth covered hers, her own was open and his tongue was doing a good impression of trying to tickle her tonsils. Eshe didn’t protest or pull back. She wanted it. It felt so damned good to be alive again, for her senses to be feeling and responding again.
    Eshe gave as good as she got, her hands reaching up to claw through his hair, her body pressing into his even as he pushed against her. She was so consumed by the sensations exploding inside her, the only way she knew he’d backed her across the room was by the feel of the desk suddenly pressing at her back. Eshe sat on it at once and wrapped her legs around him too, embracing him with her entire body and pulling his hips forward until he was grinding against her.
    The man had a weapon in his pants. He was as hard as steel, as hard as she was hot and wet, and she knew then that their first time was going to be fast, furious, and mind-blowing. It was going to be a battle toward that pleasure they both knew they could find rather than a slow build to it.
    Eshe didn’t care. They could try the slow build the next time. Right then all she wanted was for his body to be pounding into hers as fast and hard as he could, and she reached between them to begin undoing his belt and jeans to accomplish that. The moment she set to work at the task, Armand broke their kiss to begin licking and nibbling a trail down her neck. When he encountered the collar of her overlarge T-shirt, he paused and reached down to grab the hem of it and yank it up. That’s when he froze. Eshe glanced down to see what he’d discovered, and saw that her leather pants were still undone from when she’d rushed downstairs after Mrs. Ramsey. The knowledge seemed to transfix Armand briefly, and then he swept the phone, papers, and other items littering the desk onto the floor and urged her to lie back on the desktop so that he could catch the waistband of the pants and begin tugging them down. Fortunately, he had just started when a soft tap came at the door.
    “Mr. Argeneau? Is everything all right?”
    Both of them froze at Mrs. Ramsey’s gentle query from the hallway and then turned to peer at the unlocked door. They were both panting heavily, and Eshe suspected equally shocked by the realization that they’d been so caught up in the moment that they hadn’t considered the possible ramifications of their satisfying their needs right there and then with the