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His mind was a daze of pleasure and need. “On you.” He gripped her T-shirt and yanked it off. Her pretty tits, topped with pink nipples, were on perfect display. He wanted to mark her. Wanted him on her.

She leaned down and sucked his cock again, until he felt a ball of hot need ready to burst.

“Jet…”

She pulled off and pumped him. Then he was coming. A groan ripped from him.

He came on her breasts, his come splattering her skin.

“Yes,” she panted.

He kept coming, the pleasure so big that he could barely stay upright. He dropped to his knees on the bed.

Jet grinned at him.

He reached out and rubbed his release on her skin. “Mine. Me on you. On your skin.” He toyed with her hard nipple.

“Well, you’re mine too, Cain. When this is over, we’re doing this. Us.”

He froze. “I told you, I can’t give you what you deserve.”

She arched a brow. “You won’t know unless you try. You’re not a coward.”

“You’re braver than me,” he whispered.

“We’ll be brave together.” She shot him a sassy smile. “You’re going to fall in love with me.”

Shock felt like a bullet to the gut. “I’ve never fallen in love with anyone.” And no one had ever loved him. He wasn’t sure he was worthy of it.

She rose to her knees. “Then you’d better enjoy the ride. Now, we have a conference to get to.” She looked at the clock. “Shit, I have to get ready.” She scrambled off the bed. “Better move, Bond.”

He watched her head for the bathroom, and felt conflicted.

He didn’t want to hurt her. If he fucked up, and broke her heart…

Well, then Killian would kill him, so it didn’t really matter.

CHAPTERTEN

She was going to keep these pants. They did good things for her butt.

Jet walked through the conference. Today’s outfit was slim, navy pants and a white shirt, with a fitted, tan jacket. Simple, yet stylish. It lacked a little flair, and she really missed her pink streaks. She fluffed her hair. She’d had to dress in a hurry, but it had been worth it.

So worth it.

Cain sauntered up beside her. He was wearing a suit. And those damn glasses.

She took a second to savor him—and imagined seeing him wearing nothing but those glasses.Mmm. Tendrils of heat flickered through her belly.

She knew what his cock looked like now. Tingles spread through her. And what he tasted like. The sounds he made when he came. Her panties dampened. She imagined sucking him off again while he wore nothing but those glasses.

Oh, boy. She needed him so badly.

He touched her lower back and she jolted.

“You okay?” He frowned down at her, and when he saw her face, he grinned. “Thinking naughty thoughts, pixie?”

She couldn’t control her flush. Two could play at that game.

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