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like a glass of wine?”
    “Please.”
    He tilted up her chin and kissed her softly. “I’ll hang up our coats and be right back.”
    It had been a simple kiss, yet made her heart stutter. Her strong response surprised her, and worried her. He’d said one weekend of pleasing each other. That’s all they could have. That’s all she could have with an employee.
    An image of Ben flashed through her mind…tall, blond, handsome. She’d melt when he flashed that cocky smile at her. She saw him leaning over her on his bed, a long blue scarf in his hand…
    “White or red?” Keefe asked behind her.
    Marci jumped, unaware he’d come back in the kitchen. Warmth flooded her cheeks. She couldn’t believe she’d been so lost in her memories that she hadn’t heard him.
    He frowned slightly. “You okay?”
    “Yes. Of course. Just thinking.”
    He ran one finger down her cheek. “No thinking allowed. Not tonight.”
    His touch made the warmth in her cheeks flow down her body and pool between her thighs. She’d come here for pleasure, not to think about a bad love affair.
    That lone fingertip traveled down her neck and into her cleavage. “I think I should pour wine on your breasts and lick it off.”
    The idea was tempting, but Marci didn’t want to take that much time. She wanted to see Keefe naked now . “I think we should forget about the wine and go to your bedroom.”
    Keefe smiled. “I do like the way you think.”
    He took her hand again. Marci followed him to a room at the end of a dark hallway. He flipped a switch on the wall. Lamps by both sides of a king-sized bed came on, illuminating the room with soft light. She noticed the bed, nightstands and lamps were the only furniture in the room. The bed was mussed, evidence that Keefe had thrown the covers over the pillows this morning when he arose.
    “I make the bed when I change the sheets.” He shrugged. “Other than that, it’s usually a mess.”
    “I’m not here to critique your housekeeping skills.”
    He wrapped a lock of her hair around his forefinger. “Is there anything you plan to critique?”
    Marci shook her head. “You didn’t have any problem figuring out what I needed in my office. You don’t need any pointers.”
    Keefe’s eyes turned hot and smoky. “I’m glad you were pleased.”
    “Almost unconscious, not just pleased.”
    He drew her into his arms, close enough that she could feel his hard cock against her mound. “I don’t want you unconscious. I want you to experience everything I do to you.”
    His mouth met hers in a ravishing kiss. Marci willingly parted her lips at the first stroke of his tongue. His hands coasted over her back before he tugged down her zipper.
    “I’m still hungry for you.” He nipped her throat. “The first time will be hard and fast.” A tug on her earlobe made her breath catch. “Then we’ll slow down for the second round.” The tip of his tongue darted into her ear. “How does that sound?”
    Marci had to swallow before she could speak. His words and wicked movement of his mouth had stolen her voice. “It sounds perfect.”
    He pushed her dress over her shoulders as he kissed her again. Needing to touch bare skin, she tugged his shirt from his pants and began to unbutton it. Her fingers shook, she wanted him so much. Marci finally managed to get his shirt open. She jerked it down his arms and let it fall to the floor. By the time her dress was pooled around her ankles, she’d unfastened his belt and was working on his zipper.
    His kiss turned hotter, more demanding. “I want you naked.” She felt her bra tighten and loosen when he unhooked it. “Totally, completely naked.”
    “You too.” She pushed his pants past his hips. “Now.”
    She reached for the waistband of his briefs, determined to get to his hard flesh as quickly as possible. Before she could reach her prize, he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
    He laid her on the comforter and stretched out next to