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Gina said.
    “Can I have all of them?” A petite blonde shouted from the crowd.
    Gina smiled. “Unfortunately no. I want all the ladies to have a good time. So if you prefer, your handsome gentleman can remain masked for the duration of your time together or they can unmask. If at any time you would like some time to yourself, all the men here have their own quarters they can retire to. Remember, whatever you desire is yours. Now have at it.”
    Gina exited the stage, but not before grabbing a long-haired hunky blonde and leaving with him. Ava watched as the women rushed the stage. Through it all the men stood still. Stoic. The men were probably used to being grabbed like the last pair of designer jeans on a shelf, but Ava wasn’t going to participate in the foolery. She wasn’t that desperate. Ava turned her back on the stage and took a few steps when she felt a hand touch the small of her back.
    “Excuse me?” A man’s voice said close to her ear.
    Ava stopped, suddenly well aware of the hand resting familiarly in that delicious place where her bottom started to curve. She turned around slowly, hesitant to break the contact. Standing in front of her was one of the deliciously appealing men on the menu.
    His skin was a beautiful lightly bronzed color. His hair dark and spiky as if he’d just had a fresh cut. Even his chin looked pretty hot.Square and strong, with no stubble. Not to mention his lips. Thick enough to let you know kissing him would be a dream, but not so full that you’d think you were kissing another girl.
    “Yes?”
    “Forgive me for being out of line. I know that the women here are supposed to select which of us they want, but I couldn’t just stand there and not present myself to clearly the most beautiful woman in the entire room.”
    The sound of his voice caused a tremble in places that had not moved in Ava in a very, very long time. “I like a man who knows what he wants, but you don’t have to flatter my ego by telling me I’m the most beautiful woman here.”
    “What if you are…to me?” the masked man asked.
    Ava studied him as best she could. Briefly her eyes moved past him to watch the women on the stage. A few of them were openly arguing over men on the platform. Others had already moved off with their prizes.
    She turned her attention back to the bold man in front of her. “Then I would say you have excellent taste.”
    “I’m glad that’s something we can agree on,” the man said. He reached out and curved his arm around her hip, pulling her closer.
    Despite her natural instinct to back away, Ava allowed herself to be brought chest to chest with the stranger. The scent of him assailed her senses. Spicy. Bold. Hot. Just like him .
    She swallowed. “So tell me, is there anything else we can agree on?”
    He nodded. With his free hand, he brushed his thumb across her lips. Her mouth opened slightly in anticipation of him placing his thumb inside. She was somewhat disappointed when he didn’t. Instead his hand slid down to the back of her neck. He held it in his hands. “We can agree that I want you very, very much and that instead of standing here talking, we could be in your room really getting to know each other.”
    She stared at him, and he leaned close and took the lobe of her right ear into his mouth. He sucked it into his lips and she felt the first swipe of his moist tongue. It had been so long since she felt desire, since she knew a man really wanted her. She wanted this, needed need this . As the man released the lobe of her ear and stared at her waiting, Ava made a decision.
    “So what do I call you?”
    “Whatever you want,” he answered.
    “Then how about Marco?”
    “I’ll be Marco or whoever else you want me to be.”
    “Sounds good.” Her gaze drifted to the food buffet. “Shall we eat first?”
    He offered her a small smile, even as his eyes appraised her again. Then he nodded his head. “Why don’t we have a little room service…” He grinned