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Landon trailed at a safe distance as she made her way over to the closet, and when she came out seconds later, he was propped up against the back edge of her loveseat, legs stretched out in front of him, feet crossed at the ankles, right in the middle of the walkway.

It was the tiniest of constraints, his body draped nonchalantly across her path to the door, but a stab of panic still rammed into Katie's gut and, instead of simply asking him to allow her to pass, she took a scrambled step over his feet. Landon, as a sane person not at all intent on trapping her in her own closet, naturally chose that same moment to stand up straight. She lurched forward in the tangle of their legs, the key falling from her fingers as they both latched on to the other to keep from tumbling.

"You okay?" Landon asked, once they'd regained their footing.

Katie nodded, but she couldn’t bring herself to pull away and lose the warmth and security of his palms, one on her waist, the other just above her elbow. Instead, she tilted her chin up and met those hypnotic blue eyes and a warm buzz picked up inside her. Their faces were so close she could feel his breath drifting across her cheek, his energy buzzing against her lips as they tingled in anticipation of his kiss, just inches away.

Landon’s palms pulled back as if he’d been burned and he backed away, putting several feet of space between them. Then he ran a hand over his stubble and looked back at her with wide eyes.

"Holy shit, you have some voodoo trance over me or something. I’m going to get some air. I’ll meet you outside."

Katie watched his retreating back, her mind grasping for any of the reasons she’d ever come up with to not hook up with him, but all she could come up with were reasons to do it. They’d already crossed over the no fraternization line. She could get fired tomorrow even if she didn’t sleep with him. If she was gonna do the time, may as well do the crime, right? Who the hell would know anyway? They were alone in her apartment, and she had a sneaking suspicion that this "voodoo trance" stemmed mostly from the challenge she presented by always turning him down. Once he got what he wanted, he’d probably move on to the next girl. Really, at this point, having sex with him would probably solve her problems...

And as per usual, she was thinking way too much and Landon was already halfway to the door.

"Landon?"

He turned to face her, eyebrows raised in question, and before she could think herself out of it, Katie toed out of her shoes and brought her fingers up to the buttons on her blouse. She got three undone before Landon’s jaw dropped open.

He didn't move though. Not then and not when she sidled to a stop just inches in front of him, her shirt gaping wide to reveal the pale pink lace of her bra. His gaze drifted downward, the muscles tensing up in his forearms...but his hands stayed at his sides.

"You know this isn’t why I came up here, right?" he asked.

"Mmmmhmmm."

"You sure you want to do this?"

"Mmmmhm—"

She got half a nod out before Landon’s lips smashed down to hers, his hands latching on to the front of her shirt. He dragged her towards him, wrenching her blouse open to a ripping sound that broke right through their frantic kisses. The kisses she'd been craving for over a week now.

"Oh shit," he said. "I’ll buy you a new—"

Katie cut him off with her tongue in his mouth. She didn’t care much about her own shirt, only about getting his off. She tugged it up his torso and he helped, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside—right along with any lingering questions about sleeping with him.

Landon wasn’t one of those bulked up, roided out baseball players. His torso and arms were chiseled for sure, but still lean and with just enough hair trailing down his chest and stomach to be so utterly masculine it made her mouth water. If she lost her job tomorrow, if he broke her heart and never looked in her direction again, she would never get another chance to sleep with someone like him.

He walked backward while they kissed, pulling her with him to the bed where he sat on the edge and she straddled his thigh as much as her tight skirt would allow. His hands came up to push the blouse off her shoulders, then he cupped her breasts over her lacy bra.

"Holy shit, your tits are way bigger than I thought. Is this what you’ve been hiding under those Maverick polos and buttoned up work clothes? Are they real?"

Katie nodded and brushed the hair out of her face, suddenly shy about the up-close examination of her chest.

"Of course they’re real," he said, dropping a long kiss onto the top of each breast and scrapping his stubble across the sensitive skin. "That’s why I like you so much. Everything about you is so fucking real."

He worked his magic over the bra, then under it, and then it disappeared entirely and his warm hands were brushing up and down the skin of her back, pressing her forward to meet his mouth. He suckled each nipple in turn before gripping her hips, lifting her in one swift move to turn and press her onto her back in in the middle of the bed.

He hovered for a long moment, palms skimming down her sides and over her hips. "Damn, you’ve been driving me crazy with these skirts for forever. I can’t believe I finally get to see what’s underneath."

Katie needlessly argued the point. "It’s hardly been forever, I’ve only had this job for like four months and we just started talking a week ago."

"Four months then.” His eyes glittered into hers before he distracted himself by working her skirt higher up on her hips. "Damn you are so fucking sexy."

Landon slid her panties down her legs and tossed them aside, his head dipping down to kiss the exposed skin above the waistband of her skirt. Then he went lower, lifting one leg to press his lips to the inside of her knee, running his tongue in a tantalizing trail down the inside of her thigh.

"You are so pretty. I bet you taste as good as you look."

Katie’s hands shot out to grab on to his shoulders. As much as her fantasies involved him going down on her, that felt way too intimate for the one night stand this was supposed to be.

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