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I push out of his arms and ignore the pained look in his eyes. Alex steps off the elevator and pulls out a key from his pocket.

“I’m not going into a hotel room with you,” I tell him.

“I needed to talk to you in private and I didn’t know where I could take you. I was pretty sure that you weren’t going to leave the building with me, so—” He shrugs. “Please just let me explain and if you still can’t forgive me then I won’t bother you again.”

I cross my arms. The urge to dig in my heels and be as stubborn as Hank Hardin nearly wins out, but the look of sincerity in Alex’s eyes convinces me to let him say his peace.

“Fine,” I say. “You have five minutes.”

Alex doesn’t waste any time. He takes my hand again and leads me to his room. The lights are on when we walk in. I take a seat on the bed and wait for Alex to begin.

He gives a long-winded explanation about how his boss made him try and get close to me and see if I was a threat to the campaign.

“I know all this,” I interrupt him. “You said this all on the ferry.”

“But you didn’t hear the part about how I had no intention of going through with it. The only reason I told him I’d take the assignment was to keep him from sending someone else.” He runs his hand over the back of his neck. “We’d only met that one time, but I couldn’t get you out of my head. I wanted to kiss you so bad on the ferry, but I knew I couldn’t kiss you unless I was completely honest with you. The Davenports mean so much to me. They are like my family. But even if they weren’t, after spending the afternoon with you, I knew that I was falling for you. I didn’t want to hurt you. I never want to hurt you.”

“Is that it?” I ask.

He stares at me like he was hoping for a better reaction from me. When he doesn’t get one, his shoulders slump in defeat.

“Yeah, that’s it.”

I stand and walk over to him. He looks up from his feet at me just as I grab his suit jacket and pull him towards me. His lips crash into mine, and I instantly open for him to deepen the kiss. I savor the closeness but wish I had more.

Alex’s hands move down the dip of my waist and over the ample curve of my ass. His strong fingers press into the flesh, pulling me closer to him. I can feel the hard press of his cock against my lower belly.

“Are you sure about this?” he breathes out, his lips trailing down the side of my neck.

“Yes,” I sigh, languishing in the feel of his ragged breath against my skin and his hands as they move up my body.

His fingers find the zipper on the back of my dress. I feel the fabric give as he pulls down the zipper. I catch the loose fabric before it falls to the floor in a puddle at my feet. Alex steps back and watches with dark lust-filled eyes as I step out of the dress.

“You are so beautiful,” he says as his gaze sweeps over every curve of my body.

“And you are wearing too many clothes.” I point to his suit.

He chuckles and starts peeling off a piece one by one. Excitement sizzles from the tips of every nerve ending in my body when he opens his shirt and I see the rock-hard wall of muscles in his chest. A smatter of dark hair trails down past the v cut of his hips and below his pants. I move closer to sit down on the edge to watch him strip.

Alex walks over to me and unbuckles his belt. He holds it out for me to take and steps back, letting it pull from each loop until the leather strap falls out completely.

I feel a pleasurable warmth between my legs begin to build and press my thighs together for some relief. Alex notices and kneels in front of me. His fingertips glide lightly up the sides of my bare legs until they reach my knees and he pushes them apart.

“Lay back,” he instructs me, and I do as he says.

Alex tucks his fingers beneath the elastic of my panties and pulls them down. His warm breath tickles against my damp sex before I feel the mouth begin to work its magic.

I can’t hold back the moans of pleasure that come out of me. My release quickly builds, and I call out his name as I lose myself to the sensation of my orgasm. I try to catch my breath as my heart thumps wildly in my chest.

Alex stands and pushes down his pants and boxer briefs. His hard cock stands at attention, bumping against his abs. The lust in his eyes looks all-consuming and I’m ready for whatever he’s about to give me.

I push back on the bed and let my thighs drop open as Alex situates himself between my thighs. He presses the pad of his thumb against my clit and my hips buck off the bed. I reach up and run my fingers into his hair and pull him down to kiss me. I want more of him. I want every part of him.

Alex presses the tip of his cock against my pussy and pushes in slowly. His thickness fills me, and I take a breath to let my body adjust to his size. I swivel my hips to urge him to start moving. Alex thrusts his hips, pushing in and out, allowing the friction of our bodies to build to that pleasurable release.

The rhythm of our bodies increases. I reach for his firm ass, urging him to push deeper, penetrating me completely. The sensation pushes me closer to the brink. I teeter over the edge, wanting to hold on for Alex, but not I’m not sure that I can.

“I’m going to come,” I moan.

Alex thrusts his hips harder, pushing me over the threshold into orgasmic bliss. My grip on him is tight, never wanting to let go. I feel him stiffen above me and the hot pulse of his release filling me.

After a moment he lowers himself so that his face in the crook of my neck and whispers something so quietly, but I don’t hear him. I want to ask what he’s said but the pull of sleep drags me into unconsciousness.

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