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Dreams were just that, she finally told herself, as she put the last touches to herthe last cup of coffee fro with her breakfast

At nine o’clock on the dot a knock sounded on the door to her hotel suite

She breathed in quickly, ran her fingers through her loose hair, pushed it back from her face, then strode to the door and checked to be certain it was Ca it

She had dressed in a slim black skirt that ended just above her knees The black tailored suit conforave her a strictly business look that was slightly softened by a silky knit dove gray pullover she ith it

The pu her head at his throat rather than his chest But he still towered over her, still surrounded her

"I just need to get my purse and case" She turned to do just that, when she found herself swung around, pressed against the wall, as he kicked the door closed and his lips covered hers

Oh,It had coffee beat all to hell

His lips parted hers swiftly, his tongue licking over the her into the maelstrom of sensation she had sworn she would avoid

Her ar into his thick black hair to hold him closer to her, to retain the heat of his kiss and the luscious, wild hunger of it, for just another second Just another second, then she would force herself to pull back from him

"Daaze hooded, as she forced her eyes open "That’s better than coffee, first thing in the hts

His hands moved from the hold he had on her head, srin pulled at his lips

That knowing sth back into her spine She stiffened and pulled quickly away from him

"That was completely unfair," she informed him as she jerked her purse and leather case from the table just inside the rooered in his voice "I thought it was pretty damned hot myself"

"Guerilla warfare," she muttered "That’s what it is"

He snorted at that as she turned around "Sweetheart, guerilla warfare is getting you in the bed, stripped and fucked blind again before you knohat’s hit you I’"

Was that what he called it? Fair warning? In her opinion, he should rethink that description It was guerilla warfare The only difference was, she recognized the subtle war being played out between the girl," she informed him as she stepped out into the hall

"H with her, as they moved to the elevators

Once inside, after the doors closed, the hand laying low on her waist moved lower

Jaci’s eyes widened

"Stop that," she hissed at him, then hissed it to herself mentally as she felt her rear clench in pleasure

She are of the ca eye behind the lens couldn’t detect that his fingers had hs, where they played with destructive strokes

She was getting incredibly wet Wetter than she had been when he released her froo

"Do you think they can see that flush of arousal on your face?" He bent close, his lips at her ear, as she stood stiffly beside him "And your nipples are hard, Jaci I wonder if the security personnel watching this are getting as turned on as I aht ping of warning that the elevator was drawing to a stop A second later, Cam’s hand was once more at her lower back

He escorted her fro, to keep fro He’d always had the ability to do that to her, to ination too intense Especially after last night’s dreaht before in his and Chase’s arms

"You haven’t had any questions about the club," he stated as they were driving fro back to the Sinclair mansion "Most women would be full of questions"

"It’s a men’s club, and it’s full of perverts What

She was too dah, and she didn’t want to be She had learned a long tierous It had been her curiosity that had gotten her into the trouble at the Robertses’to make that mistake anywhere else

Cam chuckled at her response "How do you define a pervert, Jaci? Anyone who doesn’t do it straight missionary, or are there other allowances?"

"Acceptable sex is allowable," she said carefully, staring straight ahead as Cam drove

"Acceptable sex? What the hell is acceptable sex?" He shifted gears, and his body tensed and ear shift, and h the heavy city traffic

"Stop lusting after me while I drive," he drawled "Answerafter you while you drive And you’re a man Men knohat acceptable sex is"

"But you just called hter "Hoould I knohat acceptable sex is?"

"Have you ever had sex without Chase?" She turned to look at hiain and accelerated through the thinning traffic

"Often" The grin that tugged at his lips infuriated her