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For nearly an hour, I watch as Aria dances with one man after another. Their hands are traveling all over her curvy body but she doesn’t seem to have a care in the world as she tosses her long dark hair over her shoulder.

I can’t wait to have that hair wrapped around my fist,I think as she leaves her latest partner and moves onto the next.

Though I know nothing is ever going to happen between the two of us, it doesn’t stop fleeting fantasies from flashing through my mind.

Especially when I see another man pressing up against her, his lips pressed close to her ear.

Aria shimmies away from him, a teasing smile on her face as she dances on her own, running her hands up and down her body.

I get the urge to join her, to replace her hands with my own before another man has the chance. Consequences be damned. With the heated look she’s giving me, there’s no holding back.

After throwing back the last of the amber liquid in my glass, I make my way to where she’s dancing. My arm loops around her waist and I haul her to me, her back pressing against my torso.

My cock grows hard, straining against my jeans as her ass rubs against me. She reaches up, linking her hands behind my neck and tilting her head back against my chest to smile up at me.

“Hello, Agent,” she says, her voice husky and teasing. “What would your superiors think of you dancing with the daughter of FBI’s most wanted?”

“I don’t think I give a damn right now,” I whisper in her ear, enjoying the way she shivers against me.

Everything in me is screaming that this is a bad idea but I’ve always been a fan of bad ideas. If I hadn’t gotten in deep with the FBI, I would have gone the opposite direction, chasing every bad idea that flashed me a pretty smile straight to jail.

“You probably should,” she says, turning around and reaching between us to run her fingers lightly down the bulge in my pants. “Unless this is something you want to happen.”

“One night of fun before you agree to work with the FBI won’t hurt. Right now, we’re nothing to each other, but once you agree to work with us, I become your handler.”

“Cute that you still think I would have anything to work with you on.”

“Why are you pretending that your family is anything other than what it is?” I ask, grazing her earlobe with my teeth.

I don’t know why I want to cross the line with her right now, but I do. It’s not something that’s ever happened with a potential asset before, but with the way she’s looking up at me right now, I’d take her in the bathroom if she’d let me.

However, if we’re going to give ourselves this one night, it isn’t going to be in the dirty bathroom of a club loaded with drugs and diseases.

“My place,” I say, not bothering to ask her.

Aria smirks and nods, taking my hand and leading the way out of the club.

* * *

The secondwe walk in the front door of my house, my mouth is on hers and I’m hiking her skirt up around her waist. I don’t want to wait and I don’t want to go slow. I need her now.

“Fuck,” I mutter, pulling her dress over her head and throwing it to the side, leaving her standing in nothing but white lingerie and a pair of black heels.

She looks like an angel come to Earth with nothing but sin in mind.

Aria blushes, and for the first time, I think she might not be as free-spirited as she pretends to be.

It does nothing to scare me away from her.

Aria moans as I wrap my hand around her neck, pushing her gently back against the wall. Her dark eyes are hooded with lust as she hooks one leg around my hip while her hands slip beneath my shirt.

She pulls my shirt over my head as I let go of her neck to pinch her nipples through her bra. I roll the stiff peaks between my fingers through the thin fabric. Aria arches her back, pushing her breasts into my hands as she moans.

I step away from her and kick off the rest of my clothing before I pick her up and carry her down the hall to my room.

When I put her down on the bed, she spreads her legs and her fingers trail down her body. I swat her hand away and rip the rest of her clothing from her body, leaving the thin lace in scraps on my floor.

As I slide my fingers through her wet heat, she’s wearing nothing but heels. My cock jumps as I reach down to stroke it while pushing two fingers inside her. Aria’s inner walls clench around my fingers as I thrust hard and fast, watching the expressions on her face as her first orgasm rushes through her.

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