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turned to mush
I’d be in his lap by now, taking his length into my hands, sucking him off with
my mouth.
    Hudson seemed to find my misery
fascinating. “Let’s table my proposition to hire you for a moment and discuss
this other thing further. Please understand that they are very separate from
each other. I’d never want you to think my sexual desire for you was in any way
part of a sham for my parents and their friends.”
    Ridiculous giddiness flowed
through me. Hudson Pierce desired me. And I was going to wreck it all
with my flabbergasted reaction. I furrowed my brows in concentration. “I’m—I
don’t know how to react to someone stating they desire me.”
    He frowned. Even with his lips
curled down they begged to be kissed. “Has no man told you that before?”
    I fumbled with my glass,
caressing the beads of sweat that still accumulated from the pile of remaining
ice. “Not in so many words. Actions sometimes. Certainly not so bluntly.”
    “That’s a shame.” He reached
across the table and stroked a thumb across my hand, his touch making me dizzy.
“I plan to tell you every chance I get.”
    “Oh.” I pulled my hand away. It was
too much, too fast. Maybe I could end up in Hudson’s bed and it would be all
right and I wouldn’t freak out.
    But this wasn’t his bed. This was
the club. And whether I freaked out or not, mixing work with sex was never a
good idea.
    Ah. Was that what David
had been saying when he broke it off with me? What a moment for understanding
to click in.
    I put my hands on the edge of the
table. “I, uh, I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed. I need to go. You’ve given me a
lot to think about.”
    I stood and he did too.
    “I wish you wouldn’t. But if you
must…” He sounded needy, reflecting how I felt.
    I couldn’t look at him. If I did,
I’d stay. “I’ve got to get to work.”
    I moved to the door and placed my
hand on the knob. But Hudson’s palm pressed on the top of the door, holding it
closed and trapping me between him and the wall.
    He lowered his head to my ear.
“Wait, Alayna.” His breath tickled and burned simultaneously. I closed my eyes,
taking it in, bearing it. “I apologize for overwhelming you. That wasn’t my
intent. But I want you to know that whether or not you decide to help with my
situation, I will continue to seduce you. I’m a man who gets what he wants. And
I want you.”
    Um, holy wow.
    Turned on did not begin to
describe how his statement made me feel.
    Then his mouth was on me,
nibbling at my earlobe. I drew in a sharp breath. Involuntarily, I let my head
roll to the side, granting him better access.
     And, man, did he take what I
gave, nipping a trail down my neck, sending ripples of desire through my belly.
I moved my hand off the doorknob and grabbed his arm to steady myself. He
curled his other arm around me, his hand settling on my breast. I gasped at the
contact, leaning in to his touch.
    He kneaded my breast as he
nuzzled his face in my hair. “I should have told you earlier,” he said softly.
“You look absolutely beautiful tonight. I can’t keep my eyes off you. Serious
and sexy wrapped into one package.” He pressed against me and I could feel his
erection at my lower back. “Kiss me, Alayna.”
    It was so hot how he used my name
freely. As if it was his to use. And in many ways it was. Almost no one called
me anything but Laynie. He’d claimed my name when he claimed me.
    All that was left was for me to
accept it.
    His mouth was waiting as I turned
my head. Instantly, he captured mine with his own and I whimpered. He slipped
his tongue in possessively and skillfully, urging mine to come out and play.
His kiss was just as demanding and confident as he was, his firm lips driving
the tempo, stealing my breath and sending a firm buzz to my lady parts. God,
imagine his lips down there…
     I shifted my body, needing more
contact, and instinctively, he turned too so we were face to face. Wrapping my
hands around his neck,