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Whoa, dude, he told himself. He’d get a taste later. He just had to stick to the plan. Zoe took another step forward, ignoring the hoots and hollers of the football jerks passing behind them.
Apparently Zoe wasn’t on board with the plan. Nor did she seem to care they had an audience.
“I hate to ruin a great evening by asking a stupid question,” he said, picking his words like steps through a live minefield, “but what are you doing?”
“Wasn’t this evening a date?” she asked in a husky tone.
Dex swallowed. His hands automatically found her hips through the silken fabric of her dress. The material slid over her skin in an erotic temptation, reminding him of what he’d tasted the day before. Of what he hoped to taste again tonight.
If he didn’t blow it.
“I don’t know that I’d define it as a date, exactly,” he hedged, the little voice in the back of his head asking what the hell harm one little kiss could do. It wasn’t as if he could only kiss one way, right? It wouldn’t be a total giveaway, would it? “It was more like two good friends. Two old friends, getting together for dinner and, you know, a good time.”
Zoe wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair. He almost moaned aloud as they wove sensuously through the strands. He reached up to pull them down, but only managed to wrap his fingers around her wrists before his willpower deserted him.
HER MOUTH INCHES FROM paradise, Zoe ignored the hoots and catcalls behind them. She wanted to wipe the doubts and fears from her mind, and kissing Dex was the perfect way to do it. Irritation filled her belly. Leave it to those jerks to find her secluded corner and ruin the rest of her evening with Dex. She could have tried to drag him off somewhere more private, but she didn’t have a lot of time. She had to hurry if she wanted to get back to her room with time for a quick do-me prep before her hot date. She gave a mental laugh when she realized her hot date was with Dex, too.
“I like to finish my good times with a good-time kiss,” she said, trying to make the words soft and seductive. If the dilation of Dex’s eyes was any indicator, she’d succeeded. Zoe closed the distance between their bodies. She didn’t press herself against him, just…hovered. Every breath he took brought his chest against her silk-covered breasts.She didn’t take his suddenly sucking in and holding his breath as an insult. She took it as a triumph. Especially when he gave her a helpless look and dropped his hands from her wrists.
“Zoe, this is crazy.”
“I’m not asking you to strip naked and let me ride you in the lobby,” she chided. “Just a simple, goodnight kiss.”
After all, that was all she’d need to prove to herself that the guy she’d felt up with her foot tonight was the same one who’d had her as his yummy snack two days before. And, in a twisted way, she would extract a little bit of revenge.
“After one kiss, you might be the one stripping,” he warned, his hands once more settling on her hips.
Zoe grinned. “You wish.”
“Absolutely,” he murmured as he gave in to the temptation and lowered his mouth to hers.
Zoe had memorized the kisses of the past few days. She could close her eyes and replay the intense power of the masked hunk’s tongue as it demanded entry into the wet heat of her mouth. She knew intimately how he would swirl his tongue, use it to send shafts of electric desire shooting through her system.
This kiss wasn’t the same. This kiss coaxed rather than demanded. His lips brushed a soft seduction over her lips, gentle and sweet. She parted her own in a deep, romantic sigh. He used the opportunity to slide his tongue between her teeth, teasing and tempting hers to play. Her knees went weak. Heat, sweet and syrupy, dampened her panties.
No. Not the same, but so deliciously sensual.
Dex pulled away slowly. Zoe gave a little hum of pleasure and let her eyes flutter open.
“I’ve got to go,” he said, stepping back as though she were a flaming effigy.
He turned away. Took two steps. Turned back to face her, then shrugged and shook his head. Then he took off.
Zoe held back her laugh until he was out of hearing distance. Humming a satisfied tune, she sauntered toward the elevator to her room. That’d gone well. She grinned to herself and gave a little sensual shiver of delight. The stunned, slightly terrified look on Dex’s face had more than made up for his hiding his identity from her.
Stepping into the elevator, she tried to reconcile this kiss and the masked hunk. The techniques were definitely different. The masked hunk was all about the thrust and parry. Hot, dangerous, sexual demand. Dex’s kiss had been sweet seduction. Soft, gentle, but with an undercurrent of sensual wildness that would be a pleasure to coax into action.
