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gave a little growl of satisfaction in the back of
his throat and pressed forward, deepening the kiss. For a glorious moment,
Emily gave in completely, molding her body to his, responding to him with every
fiber of her being. Logic ceased for her, replaced by pure nature. She pulled
herself into his lap and found she fitted against him in the most primal and
thrilling way. His body warmed and excited her everywhere, making her long to
be naked and skin to skin. Beneath her, his cock hardened and extended in his
pants. Emily wanted to accept the delicious invitation and climb astride it.
She poured six months of frustration and pent-up lust into Javier’s mouth, her
tongue frantic against his.
    He grunted, chest muscles flexing. Emily wanted his arms
around her, and it took a moment for the sexual fog to clear enough for her to
remember why his hands stayed behind his back. The hard-won thought shocked her
like a bucket of cold water. Emily shoved away from Javier but couldn’t quite
bring herself to break contact with him completely. “What the hell was that?”
    “I kissed you,” he said, cocky smile in place. “And I think
you kissed me back.”
    “Jesus, that was inappropriate. I don’t know what I was
thinking. I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t be.” He adjusted his legs on the couch, rocking his
hips in the process. Emily could not take her eyes off the promising bulge of
the erection that waited for her. “Why don’t you get back here and kiss me some
more?”
    A flash of anger cleared Emily’s lust for another precious
second. She didn’t know anything about this man other than that he’d misled her
by pretending to be Fernando Bonavita. Javier acted like he wanted her—and her
neglected body had certainly registered its enthusiastic approval of that
idea—but he probably intended to manipulate her. If she gave in to this, she’d
feel even more foolish than she had with Matthew. She stared resolutely at the
dingy wall behind him, hoping to gain a little more sanity by avoiding the
enticing sight of him hard and ready on her living room couch.
    “I’m not letting you out. I don’t know what you think you’re
playing at.”
    “Maybe I kissed you for a different reason.”
    Her eyes snapped to his face before she could stop herself.
Big mistake. Javier pinned her with a gaze that threatened all the pleasure
she’d been missing.
    “Yeah? Like what?” Emily made her voice cold and brave.
    “I wanted to.”
    The most dangerous answer of all. It invited Emily to think
of them as a man and woman, nothing more. Body to body, she knew all
complications would disappear. Even one kiss had made clear that she would know
exactly what to do if she lost herself in him. She steeled her resolve.
Capturing Fernando Bonavita would bring her unprecedented financial security.
She needed to keep her focus there. She didn’t know why being able to pay her
rent seemed so much less attractive than spending a night in Javier’s arms, but
she had to fight through the arousal or suffer terrible regret.
    She summoned sarcasm to her defense. “I’ll bet it has
nothing to do with convenience. I just happen to be the prettiest girl you’ve
seen in a while, not the woman who’s currently holding the keys to your
freedom.” Emily almost panted as she spoke. The irrational part of her mind
wanted him to tell her she was pretty. How could she so easily forget every
goal she’d ever had?
    Javier tipped his head as if he could read her thoughts.
“Give me a chance to convince you.”
    Even with his hands behind his back, the man was agile. He
maneuvered up onto his knees and Emily didn’t stop him—she just watched him do
it. Javier turned toward her and pressed his body against hers. Emily could have
taken him down with her martial arts skills. She’d overmatched him easily at
first. The problem was, right now she didn’t have the will.
    She turned her head to rub her cheek against the smooth,
hard muscles of his chest. She