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“Do you want me to fuck you, Mia?” Connor asks.
His hand lifts, and a finger nudges some loose hair from my face.
Yes.
Moisture pools in my panties, and I’m so ready to do this. A primal need draws me to him. Our mouths are so close we’re sharing oxygen.
“Say yes,” he says.
I can’t breathe, so I begin to nod, but there’s no need. He can see my answer.
“One second.”
I swallow.
Then Connor slams his mouth down on mine, and I almost cry out in relief. Instead, he yanks me up against his enormous body, and I’m surrounded by power and his masculine essence.
I grip his enormous biceps as our tongues tangle greedily, desperate to take as much as we can of one another, and pray this is the most amazing night of my life.
It has to be worth it.
Then in a growl, Connor lifts me, my legs wrap around him, and he carries me up a set of stairs. He keeps kissing me, running his hand over my hair, and then pulls it out of the hair tie.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I saw you,” Connor says, placing me on the floor of what I assume is his bedroom.
The quick glimpse I get is of a room filled with black furniture, an enormous bed, and black silk linens. One wall is floor-to-ceiling glass with a view of the Manhattan skyline.
It suits him.
He removes my top. Goddamn, I wish I’d put on my nice lingerie, but event management is not for the fainthearted. Comfort is a priority. How could I foresee that instead of working, I’d be going home with one of the richest and most gorgeous men in America?
It most definitely wasn’t on my task list.
So, nude T-shirt bra and bikini bottoms it is as Connor unzips my skirt and fanny pack, which I’d put back on when we exited the car.
Both go flying across the room.
He pulls me back against him, lapping at my mouth and gripping my hair, tugging it back. It hurts a little, but I like it.
He groans.
“I’ll give you all the pleasure you could dream of, but you need to do as I say.” Connor’s fingers slide along the line of my panties.
I’m not surprised he’s dominant in the bedroom, so I don’t argue. Honestly, he can do as he pleases. I’m ready for all the pleasure he wants to deliver.
Bring it on.
Especially since we will only have this one night.
I’m going to savor every damn second.
“Much as I want to taste you and thrust my cock inside you right now, we need to talk business,” Connor says.
I’m sorry, what?
I still, panic slamming into me.
Does Connor know who I am?
