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she leaned into his palm. Her lips landed on the pad of his thumb and she kissed him. Screw her job back home and her sense of right and wrong. Two men wanted to make all of her dreams come true. The least she could do was find out what they had to offer.
    Daphne turned in Damon’s grip and found his ear. “Please tell me your room is nearby.”
    He leaned back and looked into her eyes. “Are you sure?”
    “Never been more sure in my life.”
    He glanced past her to Tony. Something passed between them, but in an instant, he was back with a smile. “We can use the back hallway. It’s not far. Let’s go.”

Chapter 7
    DAPHNE
    T hey tumbled down the hall . Hands groping and lips murmuring. Every time an alcove appeared, strong arms dragged Daphne into it. Teeth nipped at her neck and shoulders. Hot fingers slid up her thighs.
    Tony kissed her, needy and insistent, and Damon groped her breasts. Stroking and fondling, these men had awakened every last nerve ending and long-forgotten need she had ever experienced. They fell into an elevator and before the doors shut, both men pinned her between them.
    Strength and heft, muscles and brawn. They surrounded her. Suffocated her. She’d never been so turned on or felt so impulsive. How had she lived without someone else’s touch for so long? How had she convinced herself that passion didn’t matter?
    It must have been the clients. All those spoiled, I’ll have my limo with my three dates thank you very much , attitudes. The scandals. The cover-ups. It had addled her brain and turned her into a rule follower. A boring shell of a woman.
    Tony’s tongue slid along her collarbone and she moaned. Screw all of it. Holding her legs together. The self-imposed prim and proper attitude that ensured no one would question what embellishments her firm spit out. Damon’s hands plumped her ass and Daphne let go. Of everything.
    “Tell me we’re almost there.” She clung to Tony’s shoulders instead of her dignity.
    “We are.”
    A door swung open and Damon’s hands swooped under her thighs. He picked her up like a rag doll, holding her around the waist with one hand as he strode into the room. Dark. Masculine. A view to die for. All vague impressions whizzing by as he navigated though the suite with his lips on her neck and his erection pressed against her mound.
    Damn .
    They paused by the window. “Have you seen our view?” He set her on the ground, her ankles wobbling in her heels, and she turned around. Oh, my. Where her suite was all ocean water and setting sun, theirs was all cruise ship and lights. The whole ocean liner sprawled out before them. Deck after deck, pool after pool. People were buzzing around like bees, walking and dancing and fucking in the shadows.
    On any other night, Daphne could have stared at this hive of madness for hours. But this night, she had other plans. She started to turn when Damon stopped her still. His hands ran down her thighs, lower and lower, until he grabbed the hem of her dress and tugged it up. His fingers hit bare skin and she shivered.
    “Cold?”
    “No.”
    “Excited?” His hands rose, teasing her goose pimpled flesh until he brushed against her thong.
    “Yes.” The word slipped out after a gasp.
    “So am I.” His fingers slipped over the black lace, rubbing along the front of her mound, and Daphne palmed the window. He couldn’t…He wouldn’t…
    Damon’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric and Daphne’s breath caught in her lungs.
    “You’re so wet for me.” His breath warmed her ear and Daphne stared down at the people below them. Could they see them? Did they know his hand was between her legs?
    Over and over he rubbed, working her clit, pressing her swollen lips together.
    “Spread your legs, Daphne. I want to make you come.”
    “Right here?”
    “You heard the man.” Tony stepped up and took her by the face. His hand was rough, impatient. “Orgasm for him. Then it’s my turn.”
    He held her face, eyes