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“Ha. Funny girl.”
She settled in his lap, and they talked for a few minutes. There was no doubt she was horny and flirting, and he wondered how out of character this was for her. She didn’t seem to be the kind of smooth talker who picked up men as a hobby.
Did he really want to fuck a cop who was probably just trying to get information out of him? Well . . . to be honest, the answer to that question was “hell yeah.” She was a hot little thing, which he supposed was part of her job, if seducing him was her assignment. Knowing she was playing him pissed him off, but mostly because it was working.
Hell, he didn’t have to take it slow, or be nice, or even let her get off. It wasn’t as if he was going to start dating her. In fact, he should be scaring her off. But how much of a dick could he convince himself to be?
He slid a hand into her long, dark hair enjoying the silk of it, then grabbed it tight against her skull. The little aggressor turned into a mewling puddle as soon as her brain caught up to the feel of it. Eyes glazed and lips parted, she didn’t object when he kissed her slowly, deeply. She moaned into his mouth, and wriggled her ass against his cock. The level of his frustration reminded him of making out with his first girlfriend in high school.
Hell.
A moment later, she pushed away, and he let go of her hair, smoothing it back into place.
She frowned at him. “That wasn’t what I expected.”
“I told you I’m used to being in control. You didn’t seem to mind.”
“Mind?” Her laugh was low, sexy. “No. I just didn’t think you’d let me go so easily.”
He gave her hair a playful tug. “I like to dominate women, not assault them.”
“Oh.” Her cheeks went pink again. “I just thought that since you could tell I was into it . . .”
“Some people get rough, if both partners are willing. There need to be safeguards there, though, like a safeword. And trust.”
“Well, I have a safeword,” she pointed out. “I’ve . . . read things. I’m not afraid of chickening out if it gets too intense for me.” She swallowed hard. “I’m sorry. Is that weird?”
“Telling someone what you want isn’t weird. Not in a place like this. It’s better than hoping the other person guesses, especially if you have very specific kinks.”
She was watching him, her breathing fast and shallow.
Rune strolled by with two bottles of water and thumped them on the table, breaking the spell between them. He dropped them on the table along with a key, and gave Atlas a challenging look.
“Fuck off, Hagar the Horrible.”
Rune laughed his perverse, crazed laugh, and disappeared around the corner.
“What?” Mila asked, brow furrowed. “What did he do?”
Atlas pointed at the key. “He’s suggesting I take you upstairs to one of the private rooms.”
“Oh . . . There are private rooms?”
“It’s a hotel,” he said. “Some people use the private rooms when they want privacy. It’s not always a sex thing.”
“No?” she asked innocently. The bold little thing slid her hand down his bare chest, and eased back on his lap until she grabbed his hard-on through his jeans. “It could be.”
Her dark eyes dared him to claim her.
“Should I throw you over my shoulder and show you what’s upstairs?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
Chapter 5
He took the stairs.
When he got to the second landing, he stopped. “If you keep squirming around like that I might drop you.”
