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I didn’t have to look into his eyes to knoas aroused, but I looked anyway because I needed to
"Hawaii" I pressederen’t in a public place I wanted his hands on me
"Me too"
"Your drink" The bartender slid Braden’s drink to hiether
"Business or pleasure?" I asked saucily
"Oh, I’ pleasure," he said as I took a sip of wine
Slowly I licked a drop of wine off roan it produced from the back of Braden’s throat "That htened around his glass "My ouldn’t be too pleased to find a strange wo with me at a bar"
"Is your wife the jealous type?" I teased
My amusement was stifled by the intensity of our connection as our eyes held "She can be," he murmured
I sucked in a breath "Are you the jealous type?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely"
I smiled "So you’re both a little possessive, huh? I don’t suppose she’d like what I’aze over"No, she definitely wouldn’t But, you knowyou reainst his "Yeah, you rehter, Braden asked, "What would your husband do if he were here right now?"
"Well, he’s a little possessive hientleman, so he’d be polite when he made it perfectly clear to you that I wasn’t yours to flirt with"
"Shter alwayseverything about hi at each other like ere about to start going at it right there on the bar "Then ould he do?"
The tingling between ainst the thinhis fa about being this turned on
"Jocelyn?"
I cleared my throat "He’d probably kiss oing to do to hiet him alone"
Braden’s eyes instantly darkened, his head descending toward mine before I could blink His kiss was deep and hot, and I foundto hi discreetly under asped breaking our kiss
Barely cognizant of anything around us, I drew his ear toto let you fuck me as hard as you want" I then went on to elaborate until rew hitched, and the muscles in Braden’s jaere tense
In fact, every line of his body was His hand was clah I droppedto control rip onI nuzzled his neck, feeling the burn of unsatisfied lust "Sorry," I ainst his skin
He stroked my back in comfort "Don’t be It was hot"
"Too hot for an airport"
I felt hi "Probably I’ll take care of you later, though And, hey, at least you don’t have a hard-on in public"
My turn to laugh now Pulling back I glanced down at his lap, hidden under the bar, to see he was not lying Glancing up into his face I said, "Your mother Naked"