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‘No, I—’

Aidan yanked her towards him and her small, icy hands splayed over his chest

‘Then keep h that only she could hear hi civilised and lift your skirt and take you up against the nearest wall’

She turned white and he told hientleness or his consideration He rereed to put herself up as a lure and unfortunately for her she had caught the wrong fish

Without another word he pulled her into the lift and swiped his key card over the console to take them to the presidential suite

Ignoring the way her fingers twisted together he pulled her into his room and kicked the door closed behind them

‘Mr Kelly, please—’

‘It’s Aidan, doll face, and if you’re really lucky, then, yes, I will please you’

She hovered in the middle of the silk-carpeted room ‘If you would just let me spea—’

‘I don’t want you to speak,’ he snarled ‘I want you to strip And do it slowly’ He smiled ‘I want to enjoy every -size sofa and stretched his hands along the backrest and watched her ‘Leave the stockings and heels on’

She looked unsteady on her feet ‘You can’t be serious’

‘Oh, I a rooht and I can’t wait for the real thing’

The silence that followed his deliberately crude statement was loaded and he waited to see what she would do Waited to see just how far she had agreed to go

How had she ever agreed to ht nuely pleasurable kiss on the balcony like a distant memory

Dry- out as she tried to calh to think He couldn’t mean it, he just couldn’t, and yet … she couldn’t see an ounce of mercy on his hard face

She didn’t kno to placate hi around the croak in her throat

‘You need a drink first?’ His eyebrows rose withsincerity ‘I confess I didn’t think it would be necessary considering you knew the score’

‘Look, we didn’t work anything out downstairs,’ Cara began ‘I didn’t actually agree to … sex’