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“Not at all.” He opened his mouth to say more, but was interrupted by Aphrodite speaking.

“We will collect your papers and put you in touch with your matches before the end of the evening. If you would please make your way to Eve...”

Artemis put her hand on one of Finley’s forearms. The dusting of hair tickled her palm and the warmth from his skin was electric, as was the intensity of his eyes when he looked at her. “I already know that I’m not a match with any of the others. And I’m ready to use my favor.”

Finley grinned. “Are you? They were too intimidated by a woman CEO?”

“Something like that.” Artemis didn’t really want to bring up Alexander.

What if Finley has the same reaction?

“I want you to bring me to the bathroom and get me off.”

“You really are the most interesting woman,” Finley said with a laugh. “It would be my pleasure, my lady.” He climbed to his feet and offered his hand to her.

Artemis took it, marveling at their size difference. He practically loomed over her. What he’d feel like moving over her, inside her... She shook her head. There was no reason to dwell on what would probably never happen.

Nervous laughter was bubbling up inside her by the time they reached the bathrooms. Finley let her choose which one to go in. She picked the men’s. Men were less likely to need it, she reasoned.

The instant the door closed behind them, Finley drew her close, one large hand cupping the back of her head. His eyes searched hers. “Do you still want this?”

“One hundred percent,” she said firmly. “Kiss me.”

Drawing out the anticipation, Finley lowered his head slowly. Artemis wrapped her arms around his neck, hoping that would encourage him to speed up, but she couldn’t move him. He paused a hair’s breadth away from her lips, his breath fanning over her face and smelling like peppermint.

She closed her eyes, suddenly anxious about what her breath might smell like, but all thoughts fled when his lips brushed hers.

The kiss began with a cautious press of lips, but quickly escalated to tongues dancing, breathing hot into each other’s mouths. All Artemis knew was that she needed to be closer to this man; she needed to be surrounded by him. She hiked one leg up his thigh, and he grabbed it under her knee, lifting her with ease and pressing her against the wall, a low rumble of a growl echoing through his chest.

Artemis had never felt so desired. She tipped her head back to rest against the wall as he nipped and sucked down her neck.

“You taste so sweet,” he rasped. “Want to lick you everywhere.”

“Yes!” she moaned in approval as he reached her clavicle.

He must have taken that as permission, hiking her body higher up the wall as his lips continued their passage down the low cut v-neck of her floral shirt. Artemis pulled on the sleeves, making the material sag over her breasts.

“Can I?” Finley asked, nuzzling her sternum.

“Please,” she begged.

Using his teeth, he tugged the material out of the way, exposing her breasts to the warm air. “Beautiful,” he said, taking her in. “I like the jewelry.”

Artemis blushed. She’d gotten barbell piercings in her nipples after she’d finished nursing Alexander a couple years ago, but nobody had ever seen them before. “They feel good when I’m turned on,” she confided.

“Yeah?” Finley’s eyes lightened to an icy blue, almost completely swallowed by the dark pupil. “How do they feel now?”

“Reallygood,” she whispered.

He bent and took one into his mouth, tongue flicking over the metal and sending zings of pleasure straight to her clit. Releasing it with a pop, a string of saliva still connecting his mouth to her breast, he looked up at her. “And now?”

“Fucking fantastic,” she moaned.

He suckled the other side into his mouth, paying it the same attention as he had the first, drawing them both into stiff rosy peaks. “You are full of surprises,” he murmured, pulling away again. “I’m going to eat you out now.”

“You are?” Artemis squeaked. She’d expected him to finger her, not this.

“Is that okay?” he asked.

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