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When he tried to pull away, she didn’t hesitate to twist her fingers into his hair, hard.

Quinn’s gaze flashed up to meet hers, his eyes sizzling with furious passion. Lori met it with her own. She wanted to hurt him, make him cringe even as he moaned with pleasure, so she squeezed her fists as hard as she could, trying to force him back to his task.

He growled, but didn’t obey. Instead of bending his head, he surged up and lifted her from the table. “Bedroom?”

“Can’t we do it here?”

“Bedroom. Now.”

She pointed and he moved, apparently unimpeded by the way she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was still fully dressed in a suit and tie, and the fabric rubbed against her naked skin, pointing out her vulnerability. Lori didn’t mind at all. As a matter of fact she felt good and dirty. She leaned up and bit Quinn’s neck, happy that it made him stumble a little.

He lurched into the small hallway where her bedroom door stood wide-open and waiting, and Quinn headed straight for the bed. She dug her heels into him to urge him on.

It worked. He kept going until his knees hit the bed, then he let them both fall to the mattress, bracing his own weight on his hands. Lori didn’t want his weight at a safe distance. She wanted it on her, in her, pressing her down, down, down.

But when she reached for him, he slipped away. Before she could catch her breath to shout a protest, she noticed that he was struggling out of his suit coat.

He caught her eye. “Take off those panties, Lori Love.”

She blinked and blinked again, caught between surprise and a tiny whisper of self-consciousness.

“Now,”Quinn clarified, and what could she do but obey? As his hands rose to tug off his tie, Lori reached for her underwear. She wanted to close her eyes but didn’t. Somehow his surety made this so much easier. So, eyes wide and locked with his, Lori got up on her knees and slid her panties off.

For a long moment, his gaze didn’t waver. His eyes burned into hers. And then he looked down.

His hands continued their work on the tie as he stared at her nude body. He pulled the end free of the knot in a long, whispering motion that seemed almost threatening. Lori shivered, and he met her gaze once again.

His shirt parted as he popped the buttons open. “You are going to take back what you said tonight. About this being a grand sacrifice on my part. A handout. Youwilltake that back.”

“I…Mmm…” Did he want an answer now? Because she was slightly distracted by the skin being revealed. The muscles of his chest worked as his hands moved. They bunched and relaxed, and when the hell had Quinn grown muscles? Amazingly, when he tugged the shirt from his pants, a six-pack marched down in faint lines beneath his skin. And then his shoulders shrugged free of the pale blue cotton, and—

“Oh, my God,” Lori gasped. Thoseshoulders.Wide and tight and…wide.

“Something wrong?” he asked, glancing back toward the hall.

“You lift weights?” she asked.

“No. Why?”

“You did not look like that on the basketball court in high school.”

“Like what?” He shook his head. “I swim.”

“Towhere?”

The male ego kicked in, if a bit belatedly, and Quinn’s laughter sounded very pleased. “I swim sometimes when I can’t sleep.”

“Mmm. Molly says you have insomnia.”

“I do.”

“I can see that.”

That chuckle again, like the sound of sexual promise. “You’re making me blush.”

She meant to say something funny, something about giving him a real reason to blush, but Quinn reached for the button on his slacks and the words turned to mush in her mouth. When he stopped with the button and failed to reach for the zipper, the mush turned to concrete. Lori watched like a tiger eyeing its prey.Come on. Come on. One step closer and I’ll have you.

Quinn made a humming sound. “I like you looking at me like that.”

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