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“No, I…” Rogan hesitated. He scratched a long finger against his jawline, tracing the hard lines of his face. “I came here to ask why you kissed me.”
I blinked at the sudden change of subject. I had forgotten all about the kiss thanks to all the other craziness that had happened since, but now the memory came flooding back to me. The way his lips felt against mine. The way his thigh ground between my legs. His fingers lacing into my hair and tightening possessively…
“I only kissed you because I was about to be caught,” I found myself saying. “I was trying to distract you so you wouldn’t notice the real Amirah Pratt had walked into the suite.”
Rogan’s dark eyes stared back at me. “It wasn’t because you’re attracted to me?”
“Nope,” I replied without hesitation. “Not even a little bit.”
A hint of a smile touched his lips. “That’s not what you said when we interrogated you today.”
I put down my ice cream bowl. “Not fair.”
“You said you wanted me to touch you,” he went on. “You wanted me to take off the restraints so we could, and I quote,get freaky.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I was lying. I’m actually immune to that truth serum crap. I had to put on a show to make youthinkit was working.”
Rogan rubbed his jaw. “If you were lying about that, then maybe you were lying about working for one of our competitors.”
“You caught me. I’m a plant sent to infiltrate HLS Security. Does this mean you’re kicking me out of the hotel?”
Rogan stood up slowly. He was a big man, a physical presence without needing to say a word. He planted his hands on the armrests of my chair and leaned forward. Once again his delicious scent filled my nose, reminding me of the kiss in the suite.
“If youwerea plant,” he said in a soft, yet deep, voice, “then I would need to interrogate you all over again. Rougher, this time.”
The sudden, unexpected flirting sent a naughty tingle throughout my body. We were in a hotel room. We had already kissed. And he knew I was lying, because Ihadenjoyed every second of our kiss last night, and Roganwasinsanely attractive. He may have started out in the military, but he had a face that was made for Hollywood.
I wanted him. I wanted himdesperately. And the smile on his face said that he knew it.
I bit my lip. “If you must torture me, then go ahead. Give me your worst. I can take it.”
Rogan’s smile deepened.
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Rogan loomed over me, that stupid—yet so,sosexy—smile plastered on his handsome face. For a few awful seconds, I was certain he was going to turn around and walk out of the hotel room without touching me.
Nowthatwould be torture.
But I could tell he wanted me every bit as much as I wanted him. He cupped my cheek and lowered his lips to mine in a long, deep kiss. My body surged upward with need as we reenacted the scene from the suite bathroom.
He rumbled a moan into my mouth. The chair wasn’t conducive to sexy kissing, so he pulled me down to the edge so he could lean into me. He was wearing jeans instead of dress pants, but his hard length was impossible to ignore, even through the thicker fabric. He ground himself against my pussy, causing my bathrobe to slide away more and more with every gyrating thrust.
“See?” he said, smiling against my lips. “Youareattracted to me.”
“I’m not,” I said breathlessly. “I’m lying to protect my cover.”
He ground against me harder. “You’re a good actor.”
“Tell that to my non-existent agent.”
Rogan’s hands slid underneath my legs, then he effortlessly lifted me into the air. I knew he looked strong, but he manhandled me like I weighed nothing. If he was so inclined, he could dowhateverhe wanted with me and I wouldn’t be able to stop him.
The thought turned me on more than I expected.
Rogan spun me around and then lowered me to the bed, with my legs dangling off the edge. He crushed his mouth against mine again, this time deepening it with his tongue. I wrapped my legs around his hard body and eagerly met his tongue with my own.
