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I took a deep breath. “I know you said you’re putting a plan together. I just… I’ve really missed experiencing things with you. Sneaking around can be sexy. But hiding is not.”

“I’m not hiding you.” He pulled back, looking me up and down. “There’s nothing I enjoy more than to be out with you, showing you off. If I could be out with you and resist being all over you, this whole thing would be easier.”

I smirked. “Yeah, I feel the same way.”

He moved his hands from my back to my cheeks. “The plan I’m working on has some moving parts. But I’m working on it because I don’t want us to get caught up in some bullshit. I’m not hiding you or this or us. But when I’m around you, nothing else matters.”

“I know. That’s why this is dangerous.”

“Exactly.” He nodded, brushing his lips against mine again. “But I’m sorry we’re even in this position.”

“I’m sorry, too.”

He gazed into my eyes. “But as much as my work means to me, I’m not going to act like you don’t mean just as much.”

My face flushed.

My stomach fluttered.

My nipples hardened.

Before I had a chance to respond, his mouth hovered over mine. “There’s a way for everything to work out and for us to both get what we want.”

“How?” I asked breathily.

His tongue wet his lips as he paused. “Just know that I’m not losing you or my business. I’ve worked too hard to build this company. And I’ve waited too long to find you.”

My breathing faltered.

Feeling slightly off-balance, I gripped his shoulders as his words swirled in my ears.

“I think you like me a little bit,” I teased, hoping to mask my accelerated heart rate and the heat creeping up my face.

“It’s more than a little bit,” he admitted before crashing his mouth into mine.

Fumbling with zippers and buttons, straps and sleeves, we stripped each other down without breaking the kiss. Once he pushed my straps off my shoulders, it didn’t take long for my dress to slink down my body, pooling at my feet. I was standing in just a black strapless bra and a matching G-string.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. My heavy breasts fell, and he broke our kiss to gawk at the way they hung between us. He grabbed them, allowing his thumb to toy with the tautness of my nipples as our lips found each other again. I moaned into his mouth when he pinched and gently twisted the hard peaks.

“I like that,” I murmured.

“I know you do,” he whispered back.

“And I know what you like…”

I couldn’t remove his shirt because he was against the door, but it didn’t matter. I’d managed to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. I pulled his boxer briefs and pants down with me as I sank to my knees. The cushion of my dress protected me from the hardwood floor. Still hearing the conviction, the meaning, and the power behind his words, I planned to suck him off the bone.

Grabbing his dick at the base, I licked the length of him before swirling my tongue around the bulbous head.

“Nina,” he said my name roughly as his shoulders rocked against the door. He damn near ripped his shirt off and threw it somewhere behind me.

I stared up at him, watching lust pull his handsome features. His chest rose and fell as he took me in. It was always sexy to see and hear him succumb to me. Opening my mouth wide, I took as much of him as I could, coating his dick with my saliva. With our eyes locked, I kept my lips wrapped around him and just held him there.

“Mmmmmmmm,” I intoned. Making a purring noise, I let my throat vibrate around his girth.

His eyes seemed to darken. There was a deep rumble from his chest as I took him as far as I could go.

I watched his eyes close, his mouth open, and his face twist with yearning. Licking and sucking, I proceeded to bob my head up and down the length of him.

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