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blouse and then into her bra to tug at her nipple.
    She slipped her hand into her satin panties, and pushed her finger into her folds.

    A moan escaped her lips as she began pinching her nipple and circling her clit. With her eyes closed, Rhiannon imagined Keir’s fingers plunging in and out of her pussy, his hot mouth on her nipples. And his cock—considering how long and hard it had been against her belly—would fill her completely.
    Rhiannon let everything around her fade as she imagined Keir taking her up against the wall, as he thrust in and out of her, hard and fast. Nothing about him would be gentle. He would be fierce, intense, wild .
    Her fingers circled her clit faster and faster. She could picture his features, that look of arrogance that made her want to slap him and fuck him all at the same time. His scarred and rugged face, his deep black eyes, and his well-defined body.
    She came closer and closer to climax as she pictured what the man would do with her. To her.
    With a low cry Rhiannon came, her orgasm fast and furious. Her mind spun and her body rocked against her hand.
    She opened her eyes and slid down the door until she was sitting on the floor, her knees bent, her chest rising and falling with the heaviness of her breathing. She released her nipple and braced her palm on the wooden floor. She slipped her other hand from her panties and brought her fingers to her nose to catch the scent of her musk.
    It was the first time she’d let any man kiss her since she’d caught Derrick with his pants down, getting a blow job in his office from one of his coworkers.
    Rhiannon shook her head as she pushed herself to her feet. She couldn’t believe she’d let Keir kiss her. And now she’d given herself an orgasm while fantasizing about sex with him.
    She was definitely losing it.

Chapter 7
    From behind the wheel of Jake Macgregor’s black sports car, Rhiannon watched Jake check his homing device as they waited for “Congressman Dentworth” to leave his office for the day. Jake had positioned himself outside the revolving glass doors to the building. Keir, Tiernan, and Sheridan were perched atop the building, waiting for their mark.
    It was a dreary gray day—in other words, a normal day for San Francisco. A light mist coated the car’s windshield and the fog lay low and heavy. Like the others, Rhiannon was dressed all in black.
    Rhiannon was incredibly aware of Keir, no matter that he was so far above her. Heat rose to her cheeks at the thought of the kiss earlier.
    What had Alyssa meant by saying Hannah won the bet? Rhiannon had toasted Keir’s nuts. Why would anyone think she’d let him kiss her? Especially Hannah?
    Why had she let him kiss her?
    Because he’s totally hot and I haven’t had sex in way too long.
    Rhiannon banged her head against the steering wheel and closed her eyes. She had to get the memories of his kiss and his promise of exactly what he planned to do with her out of her mind.
    A promise her body was primed to help him keep.

    With a groan she raised her head, opened her eyes, and forced her attention back to Jake, who was still positioned by the front doors. She fiddled with the earpiece she would use to communicate with him and the other D’Danann.
    Rhiannon reached up and touched her cheek when she felt a twinge of pain from just thinking about the demons.
    â€œThe congressman is moving.” Jake’s voice came through the earpiece loud and clear. “I’m picking him up on the scanner. He’s pretty close.”
    â€œThere he is.” Even though Jake couldn’t see her, Rhiannon gave a quick nod to the man just exiting one of the huge buildings on Market Street. “He’s carrying a black briefcase, wearing a striped black and red tie, and he’s blond.”
    â€œGot him.” Jake started following the man through the crowd of people leaving work for the day.
    Rhiannon knew Jake had