The Colonel's Man

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stumbling through the door into the corridor beyond. Seeing the guard stationed at the end of the hall, Arita giggled and pushed Jason up against the wall to claim his lips in a brief but torrid kiss.
    She felt his arms wrap around her and slowly but surely, his large calloused hands were sliding down her back, sending shivers up her spine as his fingers traced either side, thumbs combing over every vertebra. Finally his hands slipped lower and cupped the firm globes of her ass. His mouth muffled her gasp of surprise as she felt him knead the supple flesh and spread them apart through the dress. He pulled her harder against him and she almost melted as he ground his massive erection against her.
    “God. I can’t wait to fuck you.” He growled as he lowered his head and mated their mouths in a possessive kiss.
    Even though she knew this was a cover, she wasn’t an idiot. The kiss in the gym and the flash of heat she’d seen in his eyes when he thought she wasn’t looking all signaled his interest. Given half the chance, he’d have her in the sack like a shot.
    Trouble was, the idea was a welcome one.
    “You think you’re that lucky, handsome?” she teased against his lips, knowing he’d read between the lines easily.
    “Lucky? Maybe not.” He murmured as he kissed her jaw line. “But I’m very determined and I always get what I want.”
    “Is that so?”
    She shivered as he nipped at her chin, his hands driving into the nape of her neck to angle her lips just right for his kiss. Despite herself, she loved the way he held her. Controlling with an edge of possessiveness. It reached deep down and touched something inside her. She just had to remember that this was fantasy…just for the operation, or she’d really be in trouble.
    “Not here, in the corridor,” she murmured against his lips. “What if he comes out? He’ll see us.”
    “You’re right.”
    He looked around and smiled as he saw the door to the office. Throwing the guard a grin and a careless shrug he led her over to the door, got inside and slammed it shut behind them.
    Ko’than would already have access to the security systems which meant what the security team saw, he saw, so by now he’d already started recording for the loop. Jason hadn’t given her a chance to speak or do anything else for as soon as the door closed, he hauled her against him and sealed her mouth with his.
    She liked the way he kissed; alpha dog, master and commander, leader of the pack. The way his tongue plundered her mouth left her breathless and with no argument as to whom it belonged to for now. He suddenly broke the kiss, shoved her against the nearest wall and held her hands above her head.
    “Don’t…move…” he growled.
    A devil of mischief drove her. Shooting him a wicked look she wriggled against him, pulling at his hold on her wrists just to wind him up, but with no intention of seriously breaking free. He was wide open, thigh pressing hard between hers. All she’d have to do would be push him away and she could land a solid knee in his groin. Kill any amorous thoughts or chance of retaliation dead in the water right there and then.
    “Why? What will you do, Kurt?”
    His response was a feral smile and the next thing she knew he was at her throat, nibbling and licking all the way down to her cleavage, more pronounced due to her position. He let go of her wrists and slid his rough hands down her sides, cupping her breasts through the silky fabric.
    “Fuck!”
    She couldn’t help the curse, forgetting for a moment that she was supposed to be a gently bred businessman’s wife. Released, she ran her hands over his broad shoulders, both holding him to her and sliding her hands under the jacket to explore. She couldn’t stop touching him, digging her nails into his back as he dipped his tongue between her breasts.
    “Please, Kurt…more,” she demanded, her hands busy at the buttons on his shirt, hauling the fabric free from his pants. As he moved up

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