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Turning to face me, he placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head.

I looked up at him and gulped. He stared down at me intensely as his eyes bored into mine.

“You are so fucking gorgeous. You have no idea what you do to me,” he all but growled.

“Tell me,” I pleaded.

I needed to hear the words.

I needed to know if he was affected by me as much as I was by him.

“I’d rather show you,” he confessed.

My pussy tightened and goosebumps raised throughout my body at his admission.

“I can’t wait until we get to the room, beautiful,” were the words he spoke before his mouth crashed down on mine.

His lips were soft and coaxing as he tasted my mouth. The taste of beer lingered on his lips as my mouth moved with his.

I let out a moan as the elevator slowed to a stop and dinged at the arrival to his floor.

He pulled back and said, “A little bit sweet and a whole lotta sin. My favorite package rolled into one.”

Rhett moved back and placed his hand within my own, linking our fingers together. We exited the elevator doors just as they were about to close.

I probably should turn back now and stop this insanity.

But I didn’t want to.

I’d wanted this man from the instant his cologne invaded my senses.

And why should I stop myself from giving in to temptation?

We were both consenting adults. People had one-night stands all the time. Hell, I was sure there were several people who would leave the nightclub we’d just left tonight doing just that.

Before I knew it, we were in front of his room.

My heart raced at the mere thought of what was to come.

I’d only ever been with one man, and that relationship ended five years ago. I was too focused on starting my studio for a relationship of any kind. Even one of friends with benefits.

Rhett pulled the key card from his pocket and turned to face me.

“Are you sure about this? Because once we get into this room, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop myself.”

The look in his lust-filled gazed told me he was telling the truth.

Was I sure? Hell yes. I wouldn’t look back years from now and kick myself in the ass for not sleeping with this sexy as sin stranger. No, tonight, I, Alora Evelyn Thompson, would give in to temptation.

I gave a jerky nod, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“I need the words.”

“Yes,” I whispered, sliding my teeth along my bottom lip.

Before I could register what was happening, the keycard was swiped. I was pulled inside the room, the door slammed behind us, and my back was against the frame.

“So fucking gorgeous,” he said as he looked me up and down.

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