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Thehazy gray lighting, the hypnotic thumping, the exquisite thrill of being with Landon—the whole scenario worked like magic for Katie’s libido, and the builduptoblissfulreleasecamesoonerthansheeverexpected.After days of thinking she’d already had her last Landon Ryan orgasm, the universe had granted her one more, and the fear that it would slip away drove her movements. She ground down against him, swirling her tongueinhismouth,runningherfingersoverthesensuallinesofhis toned physique.

Except...there was something else. Something in the background, wiggling around like a hazy rustling. Voices. Deep voices. Deep voices right outside the door just steps away from them.

"Shhhhhh,shhhhh,Landon,listen!"Katietuggedathisnewlyshorn hair,pullinghisfaceupfromwhereitwasburiedinherbosom.

Landon froze, his arms tensing to balance them both completely still. The abrupt silence allowed them to tap into the middle of the conversation on the other side of the door.

"—some sort of banging noise. Didn’t you hear it?" a male voice asked.

"Probably from the construction they’re doing on the parking garage," another man answered.

"No,no,itwaswaycloser.Ithinkitcamefrominhere."

Reality punched Katie in the stomach like a hot rock. Who did she think she was? Did she really think she could have hot, wall-thumping sex with the Mavericks’ star player—just steps from the executive suite, no less—andnotgetcaught?Maybeshewasasstupidandsillyand helplessasKyleandhermotherproclaimedhertobebecause apparently she couldn’t even keep a job. And all because she couldn’t keep it in her pants.

The door knob started to jiggle and Katie’s entire world spun right along with it.

chapter 27

Ahigh-pitched "eeep" escaped from Katie’s lips and she ducked her head, shielding her face with her hand. A pointless move. Anyone standing in the doorway to that storage room would know immediately what she’d been doing and who with since anyone stepping foot in JTM Industries Stadium would recognize Landon Ryan on sight. She waited for the light to filter in through the open door and amplify every bad deed she’d been up to with him.

The door never swung open.

"Locked," the voice outside confirmed. "Man, it better not be rats. Millions and millions of dollars on this hi-tech stadium and we’ve got rats."

"Nah, it’s probably the air conditioner or something," the other voice answered, fading away with the men’s footsteps.

Katie sagged against Landon’s chest at the exact moment he pulled away, leaving an aching void right between her legs. She probably should have followed suit, hopped down to re-dress herself with a remorseful shake of her head like he was. Yet, she only sat there on the edge of the training table aching with disappointment as she watched him tuck his erection away. She’d been so, so, so close to that soul-shattering orgasm only to have it ripped away. It couldn’t end this way.

Adrenaline still pumping through her veins, Katie slid off the table, looked at the door, looked back at Landon, then bent forward to prop her elbows on the table. Her dress slid up, exposing her ass, and she watched over her shoulder with pure delight as his jaw dropped open.

"What if we tried it this way?" she asked.

"Are you sure about this?" Landon countered, but he was already up inside her before he'd even finished the question.

"Yes, Landon...I’m...so...sure..please...please." Her pleas and moans bobbed along with his thrusts, each one rolling her eyes further back in her head.

"I’mnotgoingtolastlongatalllikethis,"hewarned.

"Good…we need...get...out...here." Her voice trailed off in a breathy moan. "But don’t..don’t stop."

"Baby,Icouldn’tstopifIwantedtorightnow."

Katie knew exactly what he meant. In ten words, he’d just encapsulated their entire relationship and she’d never felt it more than right now. He was hitting her g-spot, the delicious sensation only amplified by the orgasm she’d been denied moments ago, and she didn’t just want it anymore, she needed it. Badly. And she was damn near terrified he’d finish first or they’d be interrupted again before she could get there.

But all she had to do was think about the fact that it washimbehind her.Himinside her.Hishands on her hips. That was all it took to release the satisfying warmth that throbbed from her core then out through her limbs and fingers and toes. She thought she kept her moans quiet, but Landon leaned forward and cupped his palm over her mouth and she rode out her orgasm like that, his hand pressed against her face, his body plastered up against her back, and his lips nipping at her shoulder.

They caught their breaths for a few beats then, with a final squeeze of her ass, Landon eased them apart and they put themselves back together with a guilty silence hovering in the air.

What would they find when they opened that door? The two men from before? Ellis? Anjali would certainly love to catch Katie breaking Lori’s cardinal rule red-handed. But that worry drifted away as another one stabbed her in the gut like an ice pick.

"Oh no!" Her voice bounced around the storage room and she clapped her own hand against her mouth this time.

Landon’s eyes narrowed as he fastened his jeans. "What’s up?"

"Your hitting streak," she whispered, then cringed as she waited forthegravityofwhatshewassayingtotakeoverhisface.

Landon only seemed confused. "What about it?"

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