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face. “You look bored.”
“I don’t like these things at all.” She pouted and looked over at Drew. He was deep in conversation with Selena, the woman hanging off his arm. “He’s always too busy for me. Always the same…work, work, work.”
She took a sip from her glass and subjected him to the full force of those ocean-blue eyes over the rim. “You wouldn’t neglect your wife like that, would you Kurt?”
Jason felt his pulse jump a couple of beats when she blessed him with that infinitely sexy gaze.
“Oh hell no.” He closed in, close enough to smell her perfume and count the freckles on her neck. “If you were my wife I’d be the one keeping you too busy to get bored.”
He took out his hand from his pocket and slid a caress down her neck with the back of his fingers. He smiled his pleasure as he felt a slight shiver ripple across her skin. “Your husband’s a fool. Taking a goddess like you for granted should be a crime.”
She flicked a glance in Drew’s direction but Jason’s shoulders blocked her view of the rest of the room as he backed her up behind a pillar. A flush highlighted her cheekbones as she wet those perfect lips with the tip of her tongue. He bit back a groan as she looked up at him through her lashes.
Because of her personality, larger than life and harder than nails, he forgot how petite she was but up close like this, he couldn’t help but notice. She was tiny and delicate, curved in all the right places to bring out the protective and possessive feelings he’d been trying like hell to quash. She wasn’t his, not even in the fantasy created by their cover ID’s…but he wanted her to be.
“How would you keep me busy then?” She framed the question shyly, her hand spreading out over his chest to hold him in place and stop him crowding her any more. He knew he was stronger and could brush aside the flimsy defense easily, but it wasn’t about that. It was about getting her to drop her guard and let him in.
“Well…” He slipped her hand in his and impressed hypnotic circles into her palm with his thumb: slow, light strokes. As her arm lost its will to remain rigid, he stepped in closer until he could feel the heat from her body. “I can think of a few things, but most involve you writhing around my cock.”
Her eyes widened, the tiny hitch in her breathing doing things below his belt that should be illegal. Damn, she was a good actress. Pulling her closer, he wrapped an arm around her waist, not caring now whether Drew saw them or not. The guy knew the score: if he did catch a look, he’d ignore it and pursue Selena. Which left Jason free to seduce Arita, all as part of the operation. God, he loved his job.
He planted a kiss right below her ear. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have my cock in you. Deep, wet and tight. How that hot fuckable little body of yours would feel writhing against me.”
He felt that tiny little shiver again. Dropped his gaze and grinned.
“You like the dirty talk don’t you, babe? I’ve always liked the fact that your nipples are so responsive. I can see them poking against that pretty dress of yours just teasing me to take them in my mouth and find out how sweet they taste. I wonder if the rest of your body is as responsive.”
Triumph surged through him as she gave in and leaned against him. Allowing himself a small nibble at the soft spot under her ear, he smoothed a hand down her back, tracing the line of her spine that he’d admired earlier. There, now he and Drew were even. Almost. Drew had only managed a peck on her full lips earlier whereas Jason had managed a hell of a lot more in the gym… Just the memory of that kiss and the way she’d felt under him set his blood boiling.
She turned slightly, her lips all but brushing his throat. “Can we get out of here… Somewhere more private?”
A shiver went through his own body. “I know just the place.”
* * *
They slipped from the reception room,
“I don’t like these things at all.” She pouted and looked over at Drew. He was deep in conversation with Selena, the woman hanging off his arm. “He’s always too busy for me. Always the same…work, work, work.”
She took a sip from her glass and subjected him to the full force of those ocean-blue eyes over the rim. “You wouldn’t neglect your wife like that, would you Kurt?”
Jason felt his pulse jump a couple of beats when she blessed him with that infinitely sexy gaze.
“Oh hell no.” He closed in, close enough to smell her perfume and count the freckles on her neck. “If you were my wife I’d be the one keeping you too busy to get bored.”
He took out his hand from his pocket and slid a caress down her neck with the back of his fingers. He smiled his pleasure as he felt a slight shiver ripple across her skin. “Your husband’s a fool. Taking a goddess like you for granted should be a crime.”
She flicked a glance in Drew’s direction but Jason’s shoulders blocked her view of the rest of the room as he backed her up behind a pillar. A flush highlighted her cheekbones as she wet those perfect lips with the tip of her tongue. He bit back a groan as she looked up at him through her lashes.
Because of her personality, larger than life and harder than nails, he forgot how petite she was but up close like this, he couldn’t help but notice. She was tiny and delicate, curved in all the right places to bring out the protective and possessive feelings he’d been trying like hell to quash. She wasn’t his, not even in the fantasy created by their cover ID’s…but he wanted her to be.
“How would you keep me busy then?” She framed the question shyly, her hand spreading out over his chest to hold him in place and stop him crowding her any more. He knew he was stronger and could brush aside the flimsy defense easily, but it wasn’t about that. It was about getting her to drop her guard and let him in.
“Well…” He slipped her hand in his and impressed hypnotic circles into her palm with his thumb: slow, light strokes. As her arm lost its will to remain rigid, he stepped in closer until he could feel the heat from her body. “I can think of a few things, but most involve you writhing around my cock.”
Her eyes widened, the tiny hitch in her breathing doing things below his belt that should be illegal. Damn, she was a good actress. Pulling her closer, he wrapped an arm around her waist, not caring now whether Drew saw them or not. The guy knew the score: if he did catch a look, he’d ignore it and pursue Selena. Which left Jason free to seduce Arita, all as part of the operation. God, he loved his job.
He planted a kiss right below her ear. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have my cock in you. Deep, wet and tight. How that hot fuckable little body of yours would feel writhing against me.”
He felt that tiny little shiver again. Dropped his gaze and grinned.
“You like the dirty talk don’t you, babe? I’ve always liked the fact that your nipples are so responsive. I can see them poking against that pretty dress of yours just teasing me to take them in my mouth and find out how sweet they taste. I wonder if the rest of your body is as responsive.”
Triumph surged through him as she gave in and leaned against him. Allowing himself a small nibble at the soft spot under her ear, he smoothed a hand down her back, tracing the line of her spine that he’d admired earlier. There, now he and Drew were even. Almost. Drew had only managed a peck on her full lips earlier whereas Jason had managed a hell of a lot more in the gym… Just the memory of that kiss and the way she’d felt under him set his blood boiling.
She turned slightly, her lips all but brushing his throat. “Can we get out of here… Somewhere more private?”
A shiver went through his own body. “I know just the place.”
* * *
They slipped from the reception room,
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