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"I get the feeling you’re about to," he said dryly

I sincerely wanted to know The idea had been for in my head for a couple days now "So, do you--do you collect nudes…or so?" I looked down atsecurity for the Andersen gallery that night There were a few high profile guests and I merely went to make an appearance I have employees who do the actual on-site work" He paused "But I’lad I attended because I saw your portrait" His voice sounded aht it"

I could feel his eyes calling to me to look at him I lifted my eyes up

"And then you walked in, Brynne"

"Oh…"

"I heard what you and Clarkson said by the way--about ets inand I , and far too sexy to be here with me I was so mortified I wanted to run out the door "I am so sorry you heard--"

"Don’t be, Brynne I try to avoid et off, especially if there are other,on my chin I allowed him access and felt my body heat up Whoa…breathe, Brynne, breathe

"Like you" He whispered the rest "I want the real thing I want you underneath et off with you" His blue eyes never left o of e his words

"Why, Ethan?"

His thumb flicked out and brushed ? It’s just how I react to you" His eyes rolled over ot that sht, Brynne"

"Okay" My heart pounded so hard I was sure he could hear it And just like that I agreed to so For me, it would be

The instant the word left my lips I witnessed Ethan close his eyes for just the briefest flicker And then it was all a flurry of activity and purpose setting the pace fro in sharp contrast to the sensual conversation we’d just been having Within minutes he closed the bill from our dinner and led ainstme away to a place where he could havesitting high above the London skyline of previous centuries, ant way

"Good evening, Mr Blackstone" The uniforreeted Ethan and nodded politely toward , Claude," he returned smoothly The pressure of his hand, ever present on my back propelled me forward into the open elevator As soon as the doors closed us in he spun me and crushed his lips down on ain and I felt the punch of arousal hit et a clearer picture of my coentleman and restraint, but behind closed doors? Look Out

His hands were all over me this time I didn’t resist as he backed me into a corner His touch wared his prickly whiskers down asped at the feel of his hot hands roah the lace and tugged

"You’re so fking sexy, Brynne I’ainstmy flesh